The Triple Threat

Triple Elememts

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This picks up right where the last actual chapter left off, enjoy!

There's another pic of Rachel, hopefully it works.

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Chapter 15...............Triple Elements

"I wanna go first! Can I? Can I? Pleeeeaaseee?!" Tristan begged as he bounced up and down in his seat next to me.

Since I was sitting so close to him every time he bounced, I bounced and it may sound fun but it was actually very annoying.

"Oh my gosh, for the love of tacos would you cut it out?" I exclaimed irritably.

"But you hate tacos though, soo that really means you want me to keep going." He retorted smugly.

Hm, I'll fix him, I thought to myself. I raised my heel-clad foot and brought it down hard on Tristan's foot. Not hard enough to cause serious damage, but hard enough to get my point across.

"Got dammit! Okay okay, I'll stop with the bouncing." Cried Tristan as he cradled his 'injured' foot in his hands. "All a brother wanted to do was demonstrate his awesome powers, but nooo-"

"Shut up Tristan." Said everyone in the room.

"Hm, fine then." He said, with one of his adorable pouts on his face. Damn that pout, it's so friggin cute. It's like I can never win against it, so I said to him,

"You can go first, but you have to make it really cool or I'm gonna be really disappointed and you'll never hear the end of it." I smiled as I said this because I know Tristy loves challenges and he loves showing off.

"Fear not mi'lady, I know exactly what to do." He replied with a creepy ass smirk on his face. Oookayy, this should be fun. Tyler leaned over after Tristan got up and whispered to me, "I don't know why he was making such a fuss, me and Mark were gonna let him go first anyway." Then he rolled his eyes and I laughed quietly, not bothering to reply because we both know Tristan is more than a little childish most of the time.

After Tristan got up, he did about five jumping jacks, push ups, quad stretches, and a neck roll before Brandon used his power to flick water in Tristan's face.

"Man hurry up, we don't have all day, and some of us are about to die of starvation." Brandon told Tristan with annoyance leaking in his voice. Then he turned to me throwing me a meaningful look.

"What? It's not my fault you didn't eat." I told him indignantly, crossing my arms over my chest. He always wants to blame me for something, stupid big brother.

"Well Rachy, if you would control your guardians my stomach wouldn't be howling nonstop." He threw back grumpily as he crossed his arms, mocking me.

"Dude, go eat a Snickers or something and stop whinning like a little girl. You're giving me a headache." Spoke Mark in a tired voice as he ran his hand down his face.

"Ohh he told you!" Shouted Tristan, then he proceeded to run over to Mark and hold his hand up for a high five. However he put his hand down after Mark smacked him on the back of his head and told him to stop messing around.

I had a hard time holding in my laughter and after one glance at my dad, who was still standing beside my mom, I found my resolve crumbling as I saw him shaking from his silent laughter and get elbowed in his side by my mom. This is turning out to be quite a meeting.

"Okay Tristan, come on, I'm really anxious now and if you don't start showing me what you can do then there will be consequences." I told him as my laughter subsided. Truth is, I'm getting hungry too and I can get as grumpy as Brandon when I'm not fed.