I Accidentally Kicked The Bad Boy

(2) - I will end you.

Jessica

"Do you know that waking your sister up is against the law? No? I'll get Dad to arrest you." Emily said lazily. We were gonna be late for school. I shrugged, not caring, until I heard my dad tell me that I'm not to go anywhere until Emily woke up.

So, I made my way to the bathroom, took a bucket, filled it with cold water, and trudged back to our room. "Em," I whispered. "Wake up by my hand, or wake up by freezing water."

"You wouldn't."

"I would." And with that, I poured it all over her. She sat up and screamed.

"OH MY FREAKING GOSH! JESSICA MARIE ANDERSON! My covers are drenched. My hair, is wet. Ugh, my PJ's! I'm stealing your t-shirt and shorts." She said as she got up from her bed, she made her way to bathroom, but before she shut the door, she told me, "By the way, stop wearing grey."

RHYMES COOL!

"What's wrong with grey?" I asked. "What do you want me to wear, pink?"

Within 2 seconds, I saw too much pink for a lifetime. Okay maybe except when I have children, I will use my first daughter as a Barbie doll.

But still, I don't wear pink. Sure, I'll wear girls clothes, but pink is a no. No. No. No. It's a revolting colour that reminds me of fairies, and princesses. Oh my gosh, Fairy Princesses. Ya, I'm not four anymore. Emily put me in pink jeans, and a pink crop top jumper, with pink shoes, and my hair had a pink hair band, she also managed to find a pink bandana.

"Oh my gosh, this is-"

"-The meaning of life. Yes, I know." Emily sighed happily.

"Ha ha, you wish. Pink freak." I said sarcastically. "Go take a shower."

She giggled and slid into the bathroom, banging the door closed. I was going to be sick.

Ew, she giggled.

I stripped from all the pink, and put on my lovely blue and grey. Oh my sweet children. I put on my blue ripped jeans, and my grey hoodie. The only think pink I kept on was the bandanna, yes, I took away the hair band, it was crappy. I swiftly put on my converses and sprinted down the stairs.

"Has the beast awoken?" Dad asked.

"Yes, sir." I saluted.

"Well, Gage finished all the breakfast so she'll have to take an apple or something."

Gage grinned goofily. He was watching some crappy TV show, I know because the things Gage likes is crappy. Unless it's soccer, oh, I'm in!

While waiting for the princess to come out of her, oh-so-lovely shower, I stuffed my bag with sweets. I raided dad's cupboards while he was scrolling through his phone. Like he didn't even notice me, I was literally right behind him. That's some crap attention span though.

"Oh take me to dance you ugly beast," Emily said at the top of the staircase. "I'm getting bored."

"Well, no thanks. There is this thing called detention." Gage replied, as he stood up and went to the door. "Bye Dad."

"Bye kid."

"Bye Dad."

"Bye kid."

"Bye Dad."

"Bye kid."

"Dad?"

"Kid?"

"I knew you don't remember my name!" I put my fist up in the air.