I sat in the backseat of the van, with my head resting against the window. The atmosphere of the car was silent, and still. It had been chatty and vibrant at the start of this long car trip, but everyone had run out of things to talk about an hour ago. I’m kind of glad that they all shut-up. They were all talking about how fun it was going to be spending this summer at the family lake house. Truth is that I hated spending every summer at that stupid lake house. It stopped being fun when I was like seven.
“So how about we go fishing as soon as we get to the house”? I heard my dad ask us kids, from the driver seat.
“I don’t think so dad”. Sara answered my dad not even looking up from her IPhone.
“I want to daddy”! Derrick yelled out as he bounced up, and down in the middle seat like a bouncing ball.
My step-mom and dad chuckled to themselves at Derrick’s enthusiasm. I don’t know why they think it’s so funny; I personally think it’s really annoying.
“What about you son”? My dad asked me. I was always the last person anyone asks for an opinion in this family. They only ask me so I won’t feel rejected, and alone. But I’m smarter then they think I am, so I still feel like the black sheep in the family years ago.
“Well I would like to being tanning on a white sand beach, like people in Florida do”. I mumbled back to my dad, and the silent atmosphere crept back into the car.
“Just because we live in Florida doesn’t mean we have to tan on the beaches, or go to some expensive amusement park”. He hissed back at me.
“Well I thought I was promised that we would actually have a fun summer break this year. Nice to know that I’m actually cared about in this family”. I hissed back at him. I felt the vans speed beginning to slow down.
“Don’t you dare start that I’m not loved shit again”! He yelled back at me.
“I think I have a right too. After all you didn’t even try to have a fun in the sun summer break. Each year it’s always that damn smelly old hut”! I screamed back at him. This summer was going to be a little more interesting than I thought.
“Hey you two this is supposed to be a time for us to spend some family time together”. My step-mom butted in. She always pissed me off when she said family time. When my step-mom said family time it meant everyone else but me.
“How come every time you say family time you don’t say expect for Justin, because I know you’re dying to say it”. I hissed at her, and the air grew thick.
There was silence again with tension thicker than maple syrup.
“Justin listen to your IPod and shut-up”. She snapped at me, and I hated it when she order me around like her slave.
“Don’t worry I will. It’s better than listen to all you talk”! I yelled back, and I heard her sigh.
I yanked my IPod out of my pocket with my ear buds wrapped tightly around it. I furiously unwrapped my ear buds from my IPod, and shoved them into my ears. I turned the volume to the max. I slammed my head against the window, and closed my eyes. I hated this so much that no one word could describe it perfectly. But most of all I hated my family; I don’t even think I should call them my family.
My all mighty dad cared about me when I was young, but since my step-mom came into the picture I don’t think he even knows my name anymore. My older sister spends more time looking at her phone, then looking at anything else. My baby step-brother is a kid still so I really can’t hate them all that much; He’s more of an annoying fly to me. Then last but not least there is my step-mom. The woman who took what was left of our family, and ripped it to tiny pieces, and burned to ash. And now I was to spend almost two months with them all with no school to escape from them.
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Shadows of summer
Teen FictionWhen summer break finally came for Justin he wished that for once he could spend it some place fun and awesome, but like always he dreams were crushed. He was going to spend his summer in the same place his famliy always spends it....in a cabin, in...
