The Piano Room

Chapter One: Surprise!

Hey guys! Katie here ^_^ I'm a newbie here in wattpad and its my first time to create so honestly, I'm super nervous. I hope you guys enjoy :)

"Irene!"

Darn it!

As soon as I heard my brothers cry, I opened my eyes and saw him dripping wet with only a towel around his waist, staring at me with full of frustration.

"Where are my boxers?"

I groaned and closed my eyes again and said, "Since you yelled instead of greeting me 'Goodmorning' I won't tell you!"

I heard Josh take a deep breath and next thing I knew, I felt my brothers heavy, disgusting, wet body jump on me, causing me to cry out in pain.

"Darn it, Josh!"

"Give me back my boxers!"

We both yelled at each other as we wrestled on my bed. I was kicking his stomach when he started tickling me, which was starting to feel like pinching. It was too painful for me to handle, I didn't have any other choice but to do the only thing that would stop him. I closed my eyes and grabbed his towel from around his waist and yelled out, "Dad!"

I felt him get off my bed, "Give it back, Irene!"

I could sense the fear in his voice. Mwahaha! I hugged the towel tighter as he tried to pull it away from me. I smirked. Which made him so angry.

"Okay," he took a deep breath and I imagined him giving me an evil glare. Blackmail time! "If you won't give me back my towel and my boxers, I'll make up a story about you and Derek doing some funny business whenever you guys see each other. And Dad will totally believe it and you know exactly why!"

"You better not!" I gasped.(still with my eyes closed)

"Try me."

I frowned and threw him back his towel.

"Under my bed, inside my pink purse." I mumbled.

As soon as I felt him under my bed, I opened my eyes and hugged my pillow frowning. Then I heard my phone vibrating on my bedside table.

Knock knock

I can't believe I'm doing this!

"It was nothing, Daddy!" I yelled in a sweet tone.

When I heard Dad's footsteps walking away, I checked the text message.

Dave: Good morning, baby :)

Me: morning :)

Then Josh appeared, he gave me an evil smile and said, "I love you, sis!" and threw a brown, slimy frog at me and ran to his own room with his precious boxers.

"Daddyyy!" I shrieked.

***

After Josh got busted, we ate breakfast like a happy family with two annoying teenagers and one adorable, 5 year old baby girl named Alex.

"Where did that frog come from anyway?" I asked right in the middle of breakfast.

"My boxers." he replied chewing on his sausage.