Not Another Teen Story...

Okay, so I just like started this story today. To be honest, I have no idea where I'm going with it. But I'll definately include some romance, suspense, drama, etc. I'll try not to make it your typical teen story. And yeah, I know, the title is lame. I couldn't think of anything, so I'll probably be changing it later on. So hope you like it so far.

Please comment and tell me your honest opinion; whether you liked it or not. It would be much appreciated. And please if you have any suggestions as to what you would like to happen, or just giving me helpful tips, let me know :) Thankss

    "Kasey, wake up, or you're gonna be late!" I mumble in annoyance and cover my face with my pillow to block out my annoying brother. Well, Kaden's not that annoying, compared to my other brothers. My pillow gets yanked off my head, then I immediately get smacked in the face with it.

    "Okay, okay. I'm up." I roll of my bed and shoo Kaden out of my room. "Jerk," I mutter under my breath as I shut the door in his face.

    "But you love me anyway!" He shouts back, then walks off down the hall laughing. The only difference between Kaden and I, is that he's a morning person, and I most definately am not. We're twins: Kaden and I. We do practically everything together. We share the same friends, hobbies, looks, sense of humor, interests, classes, etc. etc. The list goes on. I have three other brothers, not including my twin. Mason is fifteen, he's the youngest. He just started highschool this year (little freshman... haha). Fulten is a year older than Kaden and I. He's eighteen. He's a senior this year. Yep, if you do the math correctly, you'll figure out that Kaden and I are seventeen years young. Last but not least comes our oldest brother, Dalton. He's nineteen. He graduated highschool last year. He currently goes to community college here in town and works part-time as a mechanic. We all live with our parents, Kris and Farrah. My dad is a lawyer, and my mom, well, she's a surgeon. Yep, they make bank. Big Time. But just because my parents are wealthy, doesn't mean I'm this spoiled teenage girl. I'm definately not spoiled. Me and Kaden don't even have our own car yet. Dalton has a car; a Nice freakin' car to be exact. But he paid for his '69 Chevy Chevelle with his own money. Fulten has a hummer h2. He got it as an early graduation/birthday gift from my grandparents. So, as much as I hate to say it, I'm car-less. If my parents spoiled me, I'd be driving a new 2012 Mercedes Benz right now, not carpooling with my brothers. But whatever. It is what it is, right?

     Running late and all, I decide to skip my morning shower (don't worry, I took one last night). I slap on some make-up, just a little bit though, and throw my hair up in a messy bun. No need to look all great, I've got no time for that. I skip over to my dresser and pull out a blue and grey pair of boyshorts, and blue bra. Then in my closet, I grab the first outfit I see: a striped flowy top and dark skinny jeans. I quickly change, throwing my pj's near the hamper. Hey, at least I attempted to toss them Inside it. Ha Ha. I grap my backpack and bolt out into the hallway, passing Kaden's room, then Dalton's room, and down the stairs. I scurry on over to the door, and-

           "Kasey, honey, you're not leaving without having breakfast first, right?" My mom calls from the kitchen. Actually, yeah mom. I am.

           "No mom, of course not." I turn on my heals and march into the kitchen. I snatch up an apple and a banana from the fruit basket and a pack of poptarts from the cabinet.

             "That's it honey? You really need to start eating healthier." My mom says, taking a sip of her coffee.

           I hold up the fruit. "What's this mom? Last I checked, fruit was a healthy food group." I jokingly say. "But, hey, no time for that mom. Gotta book-it to school. Woke up late."

         "Again...." I run back towards the door. Then my mom calls out, "Bye honey, have a good day. See you at dinner tonight." Yeah, that's pretty much the only time I really see my parents. Either for like two minutes in the morning before school, or later that night at dinner. That's it.

      I sprint outside towards the hummer that awaits me. Fulten is our designated driver. Kaden, who's sitting in the passenger seat, waves me over, signaling me to hurry up. I slide in the back seat, behing Kaden, scooting my brother Mason, into the middle seat since he didn't move right away. My neighbor, and bestest friend ever, Cody Koelker, carpools with us everyday. I've known him my entire life, literally, and me, Kaden, and him have been BFF's ever since. His parents and my parents are really good friends as well. They've known eachother for over twenty years; crazy, right? Well, anyways, they've got three sons. Cody, whom I aleady mentioned (who's 17 by the way), and the twins, Nathan and Nicholas (Nate and Nick). They're 19. My older brothers, Fulten and Dalton are good friends with them. They graduated last year with Dalton; or should I say, NICK graduated last year. Nathan on the other hand, dropped out. He went to juvie a few times; I'll explain later. So yeah, you can say Nick is the "good twin" and Nathan is the "evil twin". Nick is currently attending community college (with Dalton), and Nathan, he's been staying at his uncle's house for the past year. I haven't seen him since. I wonder if he's changed his ways at all? I guess I'll find out sooner or later.

           Anyways, back to the present. I reach forward and drop an apple in Kaden's lap. He's an apple eater, whereas I prefer my bananas. "Thanks." He picks it up, and carefully inspects it.

         "Relax Kade. I didn't poison it. I'm not that evil." I say.

        "Yeah, that's what you think..." He jokes and takes a bite. I lean back in my seat and peel my banana and eat it. My phone buzzes in my pocket. I take it out and read the text. Of course it's from Cody; who's sitting a seat away from me! Ha Ha.

 ~That's right. Eat that banana nice and slowww. In and out baby. That's it :D

         I burst out laughing, and reach over and punch Cody in the arm. He just laughs, rubbing his arm. I text him back.

~Only for you Chodes. Only for you ;p

         He leans forward in his seat to look over at me, getting my attention, then winks. I laugh again. Mann, I love Cody and our sick/twisted sense of humor. lol

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