The Lake House

Chapter 1:

         "Mom I don't want to go this year!" I shouted at the top of my lungs at my mom and my dad, but my dad wasn't listening.

        Why do my brother and I have to go to this uninteresting house again this year? Why make us suffer? Plus my dad isn't even going, how is that even fair? It's not.

        Mostly, we are going on this trip to get away from my dad. Hes like a burden in our lives, and we don't know how to get rid of him. He's an awful individual to us and himself. Not only does my dad use my mom as a maid, he's also a drunk.

        As you can tell I'm not to fond of dad technically he really isn't my dad. He's my step-dad, and his name is John. When you hear the name John in my parts of town, you know it's either him walking around naked or sleeping on the bus stop bench. My family doesn't have a very good reputation as you can tell. Instead of calling him, 'John,' I usually call him "jackass," but then again if I called him jackass you wouldn't know who I was referring too, so you're welcome.

      Anyway, my mom married John a year ago, and to be honest he wasn't a bad guy. A year ago, I actually liked him, shocking, I know. But about six months ago he lost his job with the insurance company he was working for. He was very good at his job, but know he sits on the couch for a living and drowns his sorrows in a bag of potato chips, and six-pack of beer. What pisses me off the most is he didn't even try to get a new job, to help his new family.

     Sorry I got off topic there for a second. Oh wait, I haven't introduced myself to you yet, my bad. My name is James Patterson... No not the famous writer, I wish though. I'm 17 years old and live in New York. I'm not that type of person to have a lot of friends. As you might be thinking, "how could a handsome fella like you not have a lot of friends?" Well, I have the personality that most people don't like, I'm rude and sarcastic. A great combo, I say.

    Once you get to know me, I'm still the same but just a little nicer. Pretty much I have two friends, Allison and Jack. Allison is the type of girl you try and stay away from, she is overly obsessive, crazy, and insane, but she gets me, and isn't bitchy like other girls nowadays. But Jack on the other hand is my twin, figuratively speaking. We both have the same type of humor, same personality, and the same taste in woman. To be honest with you, I have no idea why they have stuck with me for 7 straight years, I mean it makes sense, because I'm so irresistible.

   For school, there really isn't a point, I know everything already, and I don't extra activities. I go there, become so insanely bored, eat, become bored again, then come home. That's it. I do nothing. I'm just that type of person.