~Chapter one~
Tylers P.O.V
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"Ugh." I hear Macy complain as she hauls one of the last boxes into her room.
"You could help me, you know." She continues as she looks up from the box. Her deep green eyes contrasted with her pale skin and dark auburn hair. Macy was like a pretty book; but with a crazy, stupid, plot. Her personality was big enough, it seemed it could cover the enitire state of New York, or atleast Long Island.
"Nah. I'm good right here." I say as I pat the throne of packing boxes I made for myself. She lets out a small smile as a try to wave my eyebrows, failing miserably.
"You're so weird." She scoffs. She turns around and starts to open the same box she carried up.
I feel my pocket vibrate and pull my phone out. Right as I'm about to unlock my phone, an airborn teddybear hits me square between the eyes, causing me to tumble off my throne, pulling most of it with me.
"Oh, its on!" I yell as i retaliate with a big box lid, that I throw like Captain America. It hits her in the arm and she bends down and starts crying. "Shit, are you ok?" I ask as i walk over to her. She immediatley stops crying and punches me where the sun dont shine.
"MOTHER FU-!" I stop abruptly as i see my mom in the doorway, still cringing from the impact.
"Whats going on here?" She asks us, a smile playing on her lips.
"Uh, Macy brought down my beautiful throne and next thing I know, I'm talking like a little girl."
"Why don't you guys go to Alder island?" She asks smiling. "It's only ten minutes away."
"With him??" Macy points at me with a disgusted face.
"Yes with Tyler." She looks at me and smiles. "Ya'll can go meet some new friends. You still have half the summer to build some good relationships."
"Fine." I say pretending to be upset. "But i get to drive!" I yell as i run down the stairs, heading to the garage.
"You dont even have your permit!" I hear a faint reply in the backround.
I get to the garage and see my sisters precious white, pristine, BMW M6 convertible. I hop in the drivers seat, put my hands under my head, and wait for Macy to come out.
"Get out." She orders as she comes through the garage door.
"But- But- But-" I say playfully. " Fine." I slide into the passengers seat as she gets into the drivers seat. She puts the keys into the ignition, and we pull out of the garage.
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