Levi's P.O.V.
I woke up to my dad shaking me.
"Come on Levi, get up. We're moving today." He told me.
I nodded and got up. He left my room and shut the door.
Once I got changed, I sat down and started thinking.
Today was the day that I move in with my new stepmom and stepbrothers.
My stepmom, Valerie, was a sweet 35 year old woman who worked as a nurse at the nearby hospital.
She has three sons; Parker, Bradley, and Rhett. Parker and Bradley are twins and are 16 years old. Parker and Bradley are both Juniors where as Rhett is a Sophomore since he is in grade 10 and 15 years old.
They all go to the same high school as me and are super popular from what I've heard. The thing about my stepbrothers is that we are complete polar opposites. They are loud where as I'm very quiet.
I've barely even talked to them at all and to make matters worse, I'm going into grade nine at their high school.
I walked through our empty house and into the kitchen.
Dad was in making sure everything was packed up and I stood near the wall.
"Levi can you go finish packing up your room?" Dad asked me.
l"Sure." I replied going back to my room.
I packed up all my books and what was left of my room.
I pushed the boxes to the top of the stairs and got my blanket and pillow from my room.
Dad moved my bed to Valerie's house two days ago so I've slept on my floor in my room.
I brought what I could downstairs and put it in the truck.
"Dad, I'm done packing. Everything that is too heavy is at the top of the stairs." I told him.
"Okay. Double check everything please." He replied.
"Okay." I said.
I double checked everything and went back downstairs.
Dad told me to get in the truck and that he would be there in a minute.
I got in the front seat and started reading.
My dad got in the front seat and asked me "Are you ready?"
I ignored his question and looked out the window.
"Lee, I know you don't want to move but our house is too small for all of them to move into." Dad told me.
"I don't care. I don't want to talk about it." I said.
"Bud, I know you're upset about me marrying Val-"
"Then why did you marry her?!" I interrupted.
"Because I love her. And besides, you always said you wanted a brother." Dad said.
"Yeah, one, not three. And I said I wanted a younger brother. Not an older one." I replied.
"I'm sure you'll be fine. Just try to get along with them." Dad said.
"It's not that easy. They are 2 years older than me. They are super loud and obnoxious. I'm super quiet. I've only said like 3 words to them! We are completely different people. All they care about is sports." I told him.
"Nobody said it was going to be easy, Lee. I don't care if you never don't talk to them. All I'm asking you is to try. Try to get along with them." Dad replied.
"Fine." I sighed.
"Thank you. Now we're almost there so can you please try to behave yourself and be nice to Val and the boys." Dad told me as we pulled into the driveway of a huge house.
