Crazy Stupid Love

Chapter 5: Brother and Sister

"He is so stoked about you coming," George comments. "It's all he's been talking about. Him and his friends are flying back to town tonight. They should be at the airport any minute. He can't wait to meet you."

As if on cue, George is interrupted by the beginning of "Pass Me By" playing from Cheryl's cell phone. Before I can ask her about the ringtone, she abruptly stops it by answering the call.

"Hello?"

She is silent for many moments, concentrating on the words of whoever is on the other end of the line. Pressing the phone into her shoulder, she says, "Its Ell. He needs us to go pick them up."

"Are you up for another drive, Marriya?"

"Actually, I'm really tired," I admit timidly. "It's been a long day. Plus it's three in the morning where I'm from."

Disappointment sweeps across my parents faces, but is quickly masked with looks of sympathy.

"Sure, darling. Do you want one of us to stay back with you?" Cheryl asks softly.

"No, it's okay," I reply cautiously. I honestly don't know what to say that will please everyone. "I will be fine."

"If you're sure," Cheryl smiles before returning her attention to the boy on the phone. My brother. My 20 year old brother. What am I going to do?

"We will be back in about an hour. Are you sure you don't want one of us to stay home with you? It won't e a problem" Cheryl asks, placing the iPhone back into her purse.

"No, I will be okay," I reassure her.

"Okay, goodnight sweetie. I hope you love your room. Your brother and his 5 best friends decorated the whole thing," George beams.

"I'm sure it will be perfect," I reply. My eyes shift nervously to the door. I honestly don't know what to expect.

After flashing me a loving smile, they turn away. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as they walk down the narrow staircase and out of sight.

Nervously, I place my hand on the bedroom doorknob.

In an hour, my brother will be here. Although coming face to face with him is inevitable, I hope to put it off as long as possible. My best chance for tonight is falling asleep before he gets home. Letting out a long yawn, I am reassured it won't be that hard. Taking a deep breath, I turn the handle and push the door open, walking shakily into my new room.

I am greeted by probably the biggest bedroom I have ever seen in my entire life. All of the walls but one are painted an eye popping electric blue.

The dark hardwood is half covered by a variation of colourful rugs. As I turn to my left, I find the walls closing into the back corner lined with white shelves. I cautiously walk through them and around a corner to find myself in the largest walk-in closet I think in the whole world. It's a lot larger then the room I had at my old house, thats for sure.The racks hold nothing but hangars on each pole, the emptiness emphasizing the magenta coloured walls. The entire back wall is one huge mirror, giving me an amazing view of my oversized hoodie and messy bun. The newly added bright blue dye sticks out in my side swept bangs. Small patches of my blue tips are prominent in my hairstyle, but even more so as I pull the elastic and bobby pins from my head. I run my fingers through my long blond hair, forcing it into a semi decent fashion. Once satisfied with my appearance, I move back out into my bedroom. Walking straight through to the back right side, I find myself in an bathroom.

Two toilets are separated by a large three piece bathtub. Peeking my head in the dark curtain, I find the wall lined with a variety of axe body washes, shampoos, and conditioners. Not thinking much of it, I continue walking. As I pass the tub, I find the second toilet and a shower in the wall, closed in with a large glass door. Along almost the entire right side of the room is a huge counter. Cupboards close it in from both sides, and line the whole underside of the counter. Two sinks are built into the stone, and a huge mirror hangs on the wall, covering every inch of space between the cupboards.