More Alike Then You Think...

Chapter 1: Just another typical bad boy.

I came home after a busy and tiring day thanks to Coach making us stay in the rain doing burpies and keepy uppies all because Calum was late to practise. You're probably wondering what I'm going on about. My name is Rikki Burrows. I'm on the school's football team, the boy's football team. This is only because the school cut the girls team because not enough girls signed up and the girls gave up and joined the netball team instead. The reasons Coach let me on the team was because

1. I was the captain of the girls team due to my freaking amazing skills.

2. I'm awesome.

3. He has a soft spot for me because my older brothers and dad were all on the team when they were in high school.

4. I'm awesome.

Ok so mainly because of my brothers Connor and James (the twins) who are now 25 and Science Technicians, my other brother Daniel who's 29 and a dentist and Dad who's nearly 53 but I'm amazing as well!

Anyways I was walking home and it started to pour down even more which I didn't think was possible and the streets were mainly empty so I took out my headphones and played Singin' in the Rain by Gene Kelly and sang as loud as I could whilst attempting to do the dance with my broken umbrella but ended up chucking it in the dustbin. I reached home and looked in my pockets for my keys but fumbled with them because my fingers started to go blue and numb from the cold and managed to get inside from some miracle!

"Rosalie?!" I called hoping that our maid was here but it was Thursday, and she had weekly hospital appointments so there was no point in me doing so. I dumped my wet bags and my muddy shoes in the white and red, pristine kitchen near the back door and hung my coat up to dry in the porch whilst I hummed along to Baby It's Cold Outside by Bing Crosby and Doris Day. I ran up the stairs trying not to slip and leave marks everywhere, peeled off my clothes and jumped in the shower as the hot water ran down my back and warmed me up. I stayed in this position for 5 minutes starting to burn from the temperature so I added a little bit of cold water balancing it out feeling better.

This evening has been so nice and warm!

I sang when I heard noises coming from downstairs,

"DAAAADDD?!?!?" I shouted hoping for a reply.

"DAAAAAADD?! IF YOUR'E TRYING TO SCARE ME IT'S NOT WORKING!!!" I yelled, but really it was scaring the chiz out of me. I sped up my shower and hopped out calling for Dad again but there was no use. It was just my imagination. In my towel i walked into the living room, which was joined with the dining room, and saw a stand of laundry which oddly was not in the laundry room and picked up my undergarments for me to wear and slipped it on with a pair of leggings and an old, oversized hoody that used to be Daniels before I took it! I switched on the P.C which was in the dining room corner out of the way of the table. I saw my brush and hair ties on the coffee table and picked them up whilst I went up to my room and blow dried my hair then came back down and logged on to the computer and loaded one of Marcus Butler's videos because they always cheered me up when I was feeling upset or was just tired. The video finished and I clicked on another and kept on watching whilst I put my hair in lots of different hairstyles.

~~~Justins P.O.V~~~~

I pulled up to a huge modern building and saw an middle aged, quite healthy man standing there looking around waiting for someone. I found a parking space around the corner outside Starbucks and walked up to the man.

"Um, excuse me?" I asked as he turned around impatiently.

"Oh!! You must be Justin!" he said grinning as I nodded.

"You've grown so much! I'm Mark, and I've got to go because I have a meeting in 3 minutes but here are the house keys.",he pulled out a piece of paper and said," On here is my address, the gate code and my number if you need anything just call. Now if you could excuse me I'm late for a meeting I'll hopefully see you tonight." And with that he clapped me on the back and ran inside.