TGGBB2 FanFiction Book 1

AU: Naomi's little sister

*Author's note: Hey guys! This story arc was suggested by a fellow comment-er. I will be doing two different types of these for Naomi's little sibling. This chapter will be about Naomi's little sister. This is also an AU chapter, meaning it's from another universe. In this chapter, for your acknowledgement, the three musketeers know that Naomi has a little sister. Without further a-do, enjoy the story young ones! Uhm, also, I couldn't think of any good first names or any names that have a good ring to Naomi's lil sister, so I just made one up. I'm sorry if it were cringy, but if there were any names you would like instead of this one, then please put it in the comments and I will re-edit the whole thing, thank you! And enjoy!

Oh and I will probably make some chronicles for this, like different little stories with Naomi's little sister and the over protective guys who beat the crap our of the kid who bullied her. Yes, I will make that too. But I wanna give a fresh beginning for her, so here's the chapter!

Naomi's p.o.v

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock on a fellow summer day. The last day of school was about two weeks ago, and still, I wake up to my alarm clock. Since my parents had started to go back to work, it was my job to do all of the chores of the household. I have to cook for myself and my little sister, Summer. Summer is six years old, and is the youngest out of the both of us. I remember when we first got her; she was delicate like a flower and beautiful as the sunny skies. She was named after my mom and dad's favorite season. Though, I do question my name's existence. 

"Alright, time to wake up," I say as I slowly get up, trying not to wake up Summer, a floor board creaks, "Dear god."

My parents already went off to work. They work really early and get off really late. This is what makes sense to me, they quit their job during my school year, and then work all summer-break. They know since I have a life outside and inside of school that I will be busy throughout the whole year, so they decided to put off work and put family first. Of course, they do work at stores at some points so we can have at least a little more money on the side. And if you're asking, why can't only one of the parents work and the other watches Summer and I, well, my parents are inseparable. They can't spend an hour without each other, let alone a day. Sometimes, I wonder why, but i'm just glad they are still together. 

I slipped on my black slippers and put on my black rimmed glasses. Yes, I still wear them even after all the events that have happened with the three musketeers. I look in the mirror. Ugh, bed head, like always. I open one of my drawers and picked a black hair-band and wrapped it in my hair to form a messy bun. I change into some black leggings and a shirt that has a taco for a dinosaur. I grab my phone and head out my door, closing it behind me and walking quickly yet quietly to make some breakfast. 

Summer is a joyful kid. She can be girly and boyish at different times, but never in a million years did I see her complain and know things wrongly. She gets excited over the littlest things. Like, one time, she saw a couple, two girls, holding hands. At first, I thought she would point and call them out. But instead, she just gawked in amazement. Nothing more or nothing less did she say anything else after that. 

She may be six years old, but I think she is very positive and thinks in a great way of the society. She never thinks badly, or points out something different in a bad way, she just embraces it, like it's something that everyone should see. Fortunately, I am glad and thankful for that. 

Summer Lorraine, a bright young peach. 

I walk in the kitchen, turning on the light and seeing what I had to do. My mom left me a note full of chores I had to do. I grabbed it off the fridge and read it. 

To my dearest Naomi, here is the list of chores you have to do. Love you and Summer. (she even added a little heart emoji)

-Make breakfast/lunch/snack (I'll call Bennett to help me)