I Would Do Anything (Hayes Grier Fan-Fiction)

The Tickets

**CAITY'S POV**

"WHERE IS IT?!?!" I screamed. I couldn't find my diary and I knew my brother took it. That little butthole! Not really little anymore, I suppose. Yesterday was his 17 birthday and mine was two months ago. I just turned 13. But anyways, that diary was my life. It had everything about me. It even had simple, common questions people would ask. It had my favorite color, every single crush I have ever had and still have, and anything else you could possibly think of about me.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" I screamed throughout the house as I ran around the house like a maniac looking for him. I finally realised that if I took something of his, I could get my own stuff back. I'm such a genius! I ran into his room and started searching through his drawers and closet. I found absolutely nothing. All of a sudden I heard the door slam shut and lock. I ran to the window, as I had already expected him to lock me in. I quickly opened the window only to find it glued and taped shut. I let out a frustrated grunt.

"You probably should have thought of a better escape plan, Creepy" Chris said through the door.

"That is the worst nickname I have ever heard in my life."I replied. "Now knock it off Caitlyn! And you too Chris!" mom scolded.

"GIVE ME MY DIARY!" I screamed, ignoring my mom.

"Not until you put my iPad back." he said. How did he know I took that? I only just took it... I must be way to predictable.

"Why should I?" I retorted after a while.

"Only because I have VIP tickets to MagCon for you as a late birthday present." he said.

"Haha, very funny. The only problem with that is that you aren't exactly the type of brother who does that for his little sister." I said hoping I was wrong. Even though he was probably lying about MagCon, I put his iPad back only for the sake of my diary being read by him.

"Fine, just push the tickets back under the door then." I hadn't even noticed he had slid two pieces of paper under the door. I screamed so loud my brother said I just shattered his ear drums and that was gonna cost those tickets. I started to fake cry with fake tears too make him apologize. Fortunately it worked. As I was about to leave Chris's room, picked up another paper that was papercliped to the tickets. I couldn't believe what that paper said.