You Freakin' OC

Chapter 2: Screw you!

The next day I was relieved when I realized that 'torture Sam week' was over. I practically hollered as I started brushing my teeth when I hopped out of the shower. After gargling and wiping my mouth, I walked to my closet and grabbed a random black shirt, some shorts and my white and red letterman jacket. I got dressed and grabbed my backpack, and head out of my room. I went to the kitchen and saw my mom flipping pancakes while three familiar-I would say identical- faces were bothering dad. My sweet, sweet, annoying brothers. I walked in the kitchen, heading towards my brothers.

"Bros, did you guys get me anything?" I said hugging them one by one. They hugged back, squeezing me tight making me let out a strangled laugh. I felt their eyes landed on dad, shaking their heads that answered my question. I just rolled my eyes and bit back a smile.

"How is our little comrade doing in high school?" Shane, my brother with brown hair asked me and pinched my cheeks. Shane was the loud, annoying one out of the trio of identical faces. He's my favorite brother but I wouldn't say that, I could get stinky socks in my face if I did. Shane was bright as Matt but mischievous as well. He loves pulling on pranks when we were kids and had to make trips to the principal's office. Until now, he would always wear vibrant colors or wear statements shirts like 'I'm with stupid' with an arrow pointing to the right.

"I'm doing fine. Haven't dropped out, I guess?" I asked them, taking a seat besides dad and my second brother barked out laughing, wiggling his finger.

"Well, almost. We almost did that." My second brother, Sean, said and flashed a smile with his blonde hair in different directions.

"What was that, Sean Joana Johnson?" Mom directed her eyes on them, fury in her brown eyes and was ready to swat him with the spatula. Sean stiffened and jumped from his seat, his knee hitting the table with a loud thud making Shane laugh.

"N-nothing mom, I l-love you!" Sean gave a tight smile and held his breath, fear was in his eyes. Sean was different from Shane. He was the cool one-which he labeled himself-out of the trio. He loved metal more than anything. Sean doesn't look edgy, but he loved wearing band shirts and going to concerts with me tagging along sometimes. He did try to be edgy when he was fourteen, he would always wear black and have huge headphones on with the famous line 'no one understands me' while listening to metal or rock. Well, his braces were a contrast to his look back then. He grew out of it and just wears some band shirts with jeans.

Mom smiled at my brother's response and blew him a kiss, setting the stack of pancakes on the table. The smell was luring me in as I grabbed a fork and started digging in. My other brother with black hair rolled his eyes and stood up, the chair making a sound and opened the fridge.

"Can't wait to dig in?" He said and grabbed the maple syrup, closing the fridge. He placed it down with a thud and I grinned, giving him finger guns as he raised an eyebrow.

"Thanks honey." I poured it on my pancakes and waited for his response. He chuckled and ruffled my hair as he sat down beside Sean.

"That's maple syrup, Sam." He said bluntly, contrasting with the smile on his face. I shrugged and dug in, stuffing my face.

"You don't know that." I said, mouth full of pancakes making my mom giggle and sat next to dad. My third brother was named Shade-but he was the first to come out- and he also had his own personality as well. He was the very flirty one out of the three, considering that the three of them are flirty. The ladies love him-I gagged at that part-and always try to do the dirty with him, which he complies happily. He is also dapper as fuck and that lured in the girls more. I'm still surprised he doesn't have AIDS yet from the entire bang chicky bang bang he's been doing. Shade will still be a dork in our eyes, seeing that I caught him making out with his violin when they visited one month ago. That scarred me for life.