3 Weeks of Bieber

"Noah.. !" I shouted as he laughed, evilly.

"Haha.. you will never catch me!" he shouted. Running away with my hairbrush. Too bad I cant catch him!

"Laura.. where are you when I need you!" I groaned, smacking my face with my palm.

Welcome to the Roberts house-hold.. it is sorta like a junglegym in here. I am one of 3. And of coarce. I am the oldest. I am Reese, I am 12 years old, and have light red hair, and brown eyes.

Laura is 11, is like a fashion she-miss, and has dark like coal black hair, and brown eyes.

Lastly, there is the devil that just took my hairbrush, Noah. He has brownish/blondish hair and brown eyes. He is 9.

My parents are going on a cruize tomorrow and Nanna is going to take over.. well, I hope. because it is going to be 3 weeks of torture with a Nanny. I dont do well with them. They just.. dont put things in the right place. And some, can be horrific.

"Okay.. I have no honest idea who the heck to do my hair today!" said Laura in frusturation.

She scared me to death and I was no grasping onto the railing of the staircase for dear life.

"Dude?" I yelped.

She looked at me, sideways. "What?"

"You just scared me half to death..!" I said in panic. Getting my heart beating again as I stood up..

"So.. watcha need?" I scratched my head.

"An idea for my hair today!" she groaned.

"Ever hear of The Hunger Games?" I asked, raising an eyebrow..

"Yah.. I just dont know how to do THAT kind of braid, Reese." she sighed and turned around to her room.

"Ehh. Ehh.. Ehh." I said, running after her.. "Lets figure it out.. together."

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"And under.." I said to myself as she gave me a puzzled look.

"What?" I asked.

"Why do you talk to yourself..?" she asked me..

"Why do you breath?" I asked.

There.. that should have her something to think about.. I hope. If it doesnt, I am going to go nuts. She askes WAY too many questions. More than me, even.

"There.." I said, grabbing an elastic hairband between my teeth and stretching it, bringing it around the strands of hair left.

"Let me grab a mirror.." I said exitedly..jumping around the room to find one in a drawer. I grabbed it and put it to my side..

"Want to see my masterpiece, little siss?" I asked.

She nodded her head, with a grin appearing on her face..

"Ta-da!" I giggled, showing it in front of her face.

"How did you do this?" she asked me. "It is called being blessed with nimble fingers.." I mumbled, bringing my fingers in front of me, examinging them. They were painted purple today.. my mom said to wear it today. Heck knows why.

"Now.. we can listen to One Direction or go downstairs and get my hairbrush back!" I said jumping up and down when I said One Direction..

"Lets hunt that boy down.. " she said in a serious tone.. but it never works on her.

I grabbed beef jerkie, and she followed with me..

"Now.. we need to be quiet.." I whispered..

"Ooo. He is here! Girls come here!" mom shouted, even though we were on the forth to last step..

I looked to Laura. We cant make a sound.. Noah will be coming any minute like a bulldog if we do..

We started tiptoeing as I hid the beef-jerkey behind my back.

I heard the door open as my mom said something we couldnt hear..

"Mom is going in 2 days.." Laura whispered to me..

"Maybe.. she is going late or something.. " I suggested as we came to the kitchen, with mom looking around like nuts.. probably for Noah.

"Mom..." I said blankly. Even though she couldnt hear me.. this time, Laura joined in, louder.

"Mom!" we both said..I couldnt help but turn to my left.. But I quickly snapped my head back..

"Dont. Look.To.Your.Left." I said through gritted teeth..

"Nana?" she said, looking over. To see a dissapointed look on her face.

Me and her walked to the man at once, examining him with our arms crossed.

"Who is the beef-jerkey for?" he asked, pointing to it.. Oh, I know who this is..

I lost my thoughts as a Noah came to the room, I was standing next to the basement door. Figures.

"BEEF JERKEY!" shouted Noah, ripping it from my hands..

"Dude! Why did you have to say anything!" I snapped, I groaned and Laura did the same.

"Why?" he asked, confused..

"Ummm.. Reese, Laura. This is your cousin.. I asked him to 'babysit' you guys for a couple of weeks.

"The cruize?"

"No.. Dad has a business trip and so does mama.. but Justin is going to try his best to take care of you 3. Alright?"

Noah appeared on the scene, standing next to Laura.

"And.. this is Noah." mom said.

"So.. how long are you going to be gone?" I asked. Putting my arm around Laura..

"If I knew. I would tell you." she whispered.

"Wait.. Wait. Our cousin is JUSTIN BIEBER?" asked Noah as he just realized.

Well.. all of us did.

"Why didnt you tell us?" I asked, as Justin pulled of his hat.

"When are you leaving?" Laura asked..

Mom pulled me into a tight hug..

"Right now." she said.

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