I Accidentally Kicked The Bad Boy

(1) - You Read Harry Potter?

Jessica

"I'm home!" I called out, as I walked into a room with lots of people in it. My parents were sitting on the couch, with my Aunt and Uncle. Aunt Sandie was sitting on my chair. My name is written on my chair. It's actually written with permanent marker, I don't know why my Aunt is sitting on it.

"Hey Jessie," My big sister, Emily, greeted me. She was sitting on the kitchen counter using her phone, she was clearly bored. Our cousins are no fun, just rich snobs who think everybody are low-key peasants. "Apparently, they have news for us. But we have to wait for Gage to come."

"Gage," Aunt Sandie snorted. "What an ugly name."

"Like your sons name is any better." It was my turn to snort. "His name is Stewart for Christ's sake!"

I saw my dad lift his head up, his face was red, and puffy, like he went to the gym. I saw a smile tug at the side of mom's lips, her eyes were red though. Emily just laughed.

"How dare you!" Stewart shouted angrily. "My name is perfect. Because of that, I have every right to throw you down in our basement. Don't I Mother?"

"Yes you do."

"No you don't." A new voice came in. "First of all, my sister is not an object. Second, you're not her mother or father. And Last, but not least. You're twelve." Gage came and hugged me. He's muddy. As usual.

PREACH BROTHER! GO ON! CARRY ON! TAKE IT ALL OUT!

But Gage refused, and my mind was left sulking.

"Eww Gage, your freaking muddy!" Emily wailed. With that Gage, hugged her even tighter than before. Gage is more like a big brother, than a little brother. Yes, I'm a year older than Gage, though I'm starting to doubt this. I think our parents may have hidden the truth.

"Okay now that you're here, we have something to announce." Aunt Stacey stood up. The only people who were listening were us three. Our four cousins were on their phones, not paying attention to anybody.

"Listen!" My mom snapped at them. They just ignored her. "I swear, I will- You know what, I'm not even going to say it." My mom groaned. She grabbed a box from behind the couch, and swiftly pushed all their phones in it. "If you don't listen now, so help me Lord..."

They all gaped at her.

HAHA SUCKERS! YOU DON'T MESS WITH MY MOTHER!

"All right. This is bad news." Uncle Lewis said.

"Isn't everything that comes out of your mouth bad news?" Emily asked.

"Shut your mouth child!" He snapped. "As I was saying, the Weasely's are moving in with us."

Nobody paid attention to when he said that we were moving in with him, but we were all stuck on the fact that he said 'Weasley's' Which indicates that he reads 'Harry Potter'.

"Father!" Margaret gasped. "You read?"

"What? Of course I read!"

"Harry Potter?" Stewart coughed.

"Who are you? Mr Crouch?" I asked.

"No!"

"Then why did you call us the 'Weasley's'?" Gage asked.

"Is that not your name?"

"No."

"It's the Andersons," I said, and I quickly added on. "AnderSON not AnderSIN, you can't play that card again."