Montgomery's Line

Prologue

In my family, nothing was ever simple.

I wish I could say that it was only in this moment, where everyone seemed to be in complete disarray, that we ever looked this crazy. But I can't. 

Simply because I'd be telling the lie of the century. 

Moving day was, in all honesty, a disaster. Though I expected it to be so, deep down there was a twinge of hope that the universe would have a little sympathy on my sanity, and let it go well. That everyone would have packed everything away earlier this week as Mom had instructed us to, and that everything would be loaded into the trucks within no time, and we would be on our way. No yelling, no arguing, no running around doing last minute packing. Everything would just go smoothly. 

I'm now convinced that the universe hates me. 

Four tiny bodies were currently running up and down the banister, tripping up the moving crew who were trying to get to and fro without falling. The quads were doing it on purpose, I could tell. Why? Simple: they were Devil children. They did things without reason, and honestly, they didn't need one. They were only 7, so they're antics were always brushed off as just "kids being kids". But I knew better. One of them caught my eye, flashing me a toothy grin, before diving between the legs of a stout man trying to balance boxes. 

Like I said: Devil children. 

Behind me, the sound of glass breaking was heard from the kitchen area, followed by loud shouting and laughter. I didn't have to turn around to know the triplets were being their usual immature selves. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. Mom had put them in charge of getting all the kitchenware into the trucks. They were all bubble wrapped and boxed, so I had no clue as to how they had managed to break something. But I shouldn't be surprised. Mom should have known better than to put them in charge of something so fragile, and breakable. 

My oldest siblings, minus the triplets, were actually attempting to get things in order. Well, maybe not order, because knowing my family, getting anything in order was simply not possible. 

My eldest sister, one of the five that actually frightened me, was currently barking out orders at the quads to settle down. That was one of the rare times I had actually seen them obey authority. They filed off the banister and into the living area, as if they had done nothing wrong.  But I didn't count them out yet; they were probably on their way to find the next place they could cause mayhem, or possible destruction. 

Mom was running around like a mad woman, trying to make sure everything was ready to go. She was balancing my youngest sibling, and also only brother, on her hip, his head bobbing around with her movements. He was a giggling mess. I smiled slightly at his adorableness, and grabbed him from my mother. She gave me a grateful smile, kissing me on my cheek before running off in the direction of the kitchen, where I could hear her chewing out the triplets. My brother was still giggling, and took an interest in playing with my hair. 

Dad was probably outside helping load the trucks, which could have just been his excuse to escape this madhouse, even if it was just to the front lawn. I walked over to the couch that had been wrapped in plastic, and slouched onto it with my brother tucked into my lap.

I packed all my things away earlier this week, and all my essential things yesterday morning. I had already set my things into the moving truck, and was just left to patiently wait for everyone to get their things together. I leaned my head on the back of the couch, sighing. How did I get blessed with such an amazing  family?

Another giggle reached my ears, and I smiled, reaching out to gently ruffle his hair. Yeah, they were crazy. They might have been majorly disorganized. Some of them may have been direct descendants from Satan himself, and some of them may have scared the living daylights out of me. 

But they were still my family. And though they make me want to pull my hair from their roots, I still loved them. 

Most of the time. 

A/N: 

Hey guys! So how was it? I need feedback! And opinions; they can only make me better! I'm so excited to start writing this book, and I can't wait to post the first official chapter! 

Vote, Comment, and Share! 

                                                                                                              ~Hazzele