“Jan! get down here and wash the dishes!” Tss. There goes my ‘almost holding a microphone’ mom again shouting from downstairs. Ugh. -_- Can’t they hire any maids? Can’t they afford it? I went downstairs but no, I’m not doing those dirty dishes.
“Why are you always commanding me to wash those stupid, dirty dishes yet we all know you can afford to hire as many maids as you can, huh?! I’m so freakin’ tired and sick of doing this! I won’t wash them ever again so if you’ll excuse me, Mom, I have to finish something upstairs and you can wash them all alone for all I care.” God! That would be my 7th time washing those plates since my sister flew back to chicago for college last week. She just graduated last month then spend her vacation here in the Philippines. She’s been washing the plates ever since. That’s her duty though. And now she’s gone, I have to take that responsibility.
I hurriedly went upstairs to forget the scene earlier but then again, my stupid, 2-minute older brother blocked my way.
“apologize”. He said simple as that.
“no.”
I heard him sigh then went downstairs while I went straight to my room and lied myself down on my king-sized bed.
You must be curious of who am I, I guess. So, I’m Janna Megan Anderson, my family calls me Jan, In school they prefer Meg. 17 yrs. Old, 4th yr. highschool at ‘******* University since 1910-2010’ . Yeah I know, this schools’ almost 103 yrs. Old ,well its already 2013. A school for highschool and college students. I wonder why my sister didn’t chose this school for college. We live in Chicago. Youngest child of my American architect dad, Jack Vincent Anderson and Filipino mom, Mary Eve Cortez, she’s just a housewife. 4 siblings, I had a twin boy, well, I guess I have mentioned that earlier, my stupid, well not literally, Its just an expression, 2-minute older brother, that’s him. Jon Ives Anderson. Ives is pronounce as ‘e-ves’. His name is very unique, right? I call him Jon. He used to be my bestfriend and companion. He’s also considered as heart-throb guy in the campus. *sigh* well, I think he got my “oh so Hot eldest brother personalities. He knows a lot ‘bout me. Literally, he knew my childhood sweetheart, my crush at present, my attitude, my likes about pageants. Yeah, I joined a lot of them, I often receive the first prize. Not that I’m being boastful but I can really say I’m pretty. Think I got my mom and sisters’ personalities also. See the connections? Jon knew that all. No doubt. His my twin. But I’m still glad he is, he’s been there the times I cried, laughed, wounded and broken-hearted. My dad’s in Paris, handling our company, my eldest brother, Jake, is now handling one of our companies in L.A. Its Winter break, so Mom decided to have vacation in the Philippines and also to visit our relatives. We have our own resthouse in Tagaytay but the bad news is mom haven’t even hire maids so here I am, assigned to wash the dishes. Only the butlers were left to look over for our house in Chicago until we get back. Jake owns a condo in L.A so he just comes home if there’s some kind of special occasion like birthdays and family gatherings. My childhood sweetheart, well, I have mentioned that earlier, was Trevor, our Families used to be closed and he and Jon used to be bestfriends until now. My crush is who else, the most popular, heart-throb guy in the campus, Mark Gabriel Cross.
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