The Secret Rebel (Rough Draft)

Chapter 3

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I looked down at the large box that I'm currently struggling to carry down the stairs. If I fall and open my stitches I blame Jake... yeah I'm gonna blame Jake I smirked as I successfully made it down the stairs.  I looked down at my small feet, while I walked to see where I was going. But in the process of walking to the SUV, I felt a rough push causing me to stumble backward and fall in a heap with, said big box, landing on my face.

"Son of a bitch, who just walked into me!" I yelled as I pushed the box off of my face and onto to the dark wooden floors. I groaned as I looked up, to see nobody there.

"Little prick ran away" I grumbled as I grabbed the box standing up.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing, the doctor said no heavy lifting." Dad said as he took the box away from me, out the front door and into the SUV.

"Well fine then... I guess I'll just do nothing and sit then." I grumbled out to no one as I sat on the first step waiting for them to be done moving the boxes of clothes we owned. At least that was the last box I thought expectantly.

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Once we packed the boxes of clothes and other little things I was allowed to bring we grabbed our suitcases and hightailed to the airport. where we flew all the way to some town near the coast in the bright, sunny, and soon to be underwater California. I looked around the were driving on the road right beside the coast.
I get it's only September, but it's hot as shit out here. Like what kind of person wants to willingly live here? I looked around at the other people in the car. Oh yeah, my family that's who.

"Can you stop staring at me, you're making me uncomfortable," Grey said annoyed as he went back to looking at his phone.

"I'm looking past you if you actually look to see what I'm looking at," I said in an equally annoyed tone as I now directed my stare from the window to his tan face. He quickly glanced over at me then back to his phone, then started typing loudly.

"If you're tweeting about me, I'm going to be very upset," I said sarcastically, as I used my quick reflexes to snatch his phone out of his hand and put it under my butt. Knowing full well he wouldn't dare reach there.

"Yoooo, no chill, give it back!" He obnoxiously yelled as he glowered at me.

"Nope, you need to understand that it's nice to actually talk to these things called people," I said as looked at him, making sure to make eye contact, just so I could weird him out. His face turned a bright shade of red out of embarrassment.
"Aww, why are you so red? Getting embarrassed? I know I'm gorgeous, but I'm your sister and that's weird." I taunted, his face turning even redder

"N-no I just don't like being stared at." He said accusingly, his hazel eyes directing themselves back towards the window, disregarding his phone that I'm still sitting on. Quickly I caught him in a headlock and started rubbing his head with my cast, knowing it would burn more.

"Nuggie!" I yelled as Grey flailed around in the large SUV, causing me push into Jake.

"Ahh! Let me go!" Grey yelled as I rubbed his head in hope to start some early balding on his thick head of hair.

"Will you two quit it!" Jake yelled as I head butted his chin with the back of my head.

"How bout all three of you quit it!" Mom yelled at us as she turned around to see what's going on that has her 'oh so quiet' son yelling. Only to be fronted with the sight of me practically sitting on top of Jake with Grey still in my killer headlock.

"May Red Grou let go of your brother this instant!" She yelled, causing dad to peak through the rear view mirror to see the horrendous acts that are currently being committed in the back of his new fancy Range Rover. Quickly I let go of Grey and sat back up in my seat.