Typically Imperfect

Chapter 2-Typically Imperfect

~Authors Note~ Hey guys sorry if this is a little late. Dealing with school and...PROM! Really excited so this chapter might suck. I really like the input that you guys give. This chapter is basically going to go deeper into Kates life and I introduce to you Kate's brother, Isaac. Bare with me because I promise that this story will get a lot better (: Once again this is my first book so yeah the writing is going to be amateur. Not really proof read, but you guys already know that. haha

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The drive home was exceptionally quiet. But inside my mind my thoughts were racing about Xander...Uggghhh I honestly didn't know what to do with him. You know that cliché moment when you want to be with someone but at the same time you don't want to? Perfectly describes how I feel right now. I turn into my small drive way; walk up the stone pathway to my wooden door framed with drawings my brother made. I open the door to the sounds of a commercial playing softly on the t.v. I look over to the couch and see my little brother waiting patiently for SpongeBob to come back on. I shut and lock the door, and all of a sudden I hear tiny footsteps racing towards me. I was prepared though, Isaac launched himself into my arms and I gave him a huge hug. I sighed; this was exactly what I needed. I let him go and smiled down at his cute little chubby face.

"Kate! Guess what? There was a new SpongeBob show, it was funny! What are we having for dinner?" he asked question after question and I answered every one of them.

"Oh really? SpongeBob never gets old huh? And we are going to have some teriyaki chicken, how does that sound?" I laughed as Isaac squealed at the thought of teriyaki chicken. I thought about the times when my dad, mom and I would sit at a picnic table while the smell of steak and chicken on the grill enticed us. We would sit down watch as the sun would set and talk about anything and everything.

I shake my head to snap out of my memory flashback. I see that Isaac already went back to his t.v. show so I set to work in the kitchen. Since I was nine I used to take care of myself. I did the dishes, cooked myself some mac and cheese and did my homework in a timely fashion. I was the kind of kid any parent would kill for, I was self-efficient. Over the years my cooking skills got better and my variety of foods expanded. I finished the chicken off with some chopped up onions and broccoli on the side.

"Isaac! Dinner's ready!"

I set down our plates and started on my meal. I watch as Isaac slumps down onto the couch and inhales the chicken without chewing more than once. I wince, thinking that he hasn't eaten a solid meal this entire day. I really should get a baby sitter, but I can't afford it at the moment. I sigh inwardly as I finish up my dinner. I take up our plates and wash them absent-mindedly. After I finish I go back to the living room and gather up Isaac into my arms and wrap him in his favorite blue blanket. He doesn't want to leave the in the middle of a t.v. Episode so I have to carry him up to his room and put him to bed.

I'm too tired to get anything done afterwards so I just shower and head to my own bed. I lie down and stare up at my ceiling recalling everything that happened today. It would have been like any other day except for the fact that I almost got into a car accident and got "rescued" by Xander. Thinking about the accident reminds me that I need to get more sleep so that doesn't happen again. And with that I turn off my lights and drift off to sleep.

Beeep!....Beeeep!...Beeeep!

My head throbs and I crack open my eyes to see that I stupidly forgot to close my window curtains.

"mmgggh, shit." I groan as I get up to close the curtains, once I close them I sigh with relief. I might like the sun but when I wake up I like to have some darkness. I check on Isaac to see that he's still sound asleep. I stretch as I head to the bathroom and smile suddenly because I realized today was Sunday! Even though I work a double shift today I still had a couple more hours until I had to go in. I ate breakfast as fast as I could, grabbed my surfboard, and headed out the door.