"Seriously, this could NOT get any worse!" I wined, plopping on the couch. Elle rolled her eyes and sat down on the end of the arm of the couch.
After we had gotten busted, Mom and Adam had gotten supper ready and went out, leaving Elle and I with the boys...All of them.
"Come on Tay, it could be worse!" I gave Ellie a blank stare.
"It took us three hours to get them to eat the food and most of it's on the wall!" I complained, sitting up.
"Well..now we just have to get Dylan, Cody and Logan to bed. Alex, Noah and Stephen can take care of themselves and Blake isn't even home! It'll be fine." Elle reasoned.
"I guess... But they've been horrible all night! How are we going to get them to sleep!" I flopped back down, throwing one hand over my face dramatically.
"Oh stop. We are Taylor and Elle. The Fierce and the Fabulous! The Mighty and the... Magical! It'll be fine!" She scolded.
"Mighty and Magical? Wow. Just wow, Elle." I laughed, standing up and fixing my shirt. She stood as well and crossed her arms, sticking her nose in the air.
"Shush, there aren't very many flattering M words, ok?"
"Magnificent, Marvelous, M-"
"That's enough! I'm not good at English! Deal with it!"
I laughed, "Whatever Ellie, let's get this over with." I swung my arm around her and we started walking up the stairs. Once at the top we walked down the long hallway to the last door on the right, Cody and Dylan's room.
"Where are your new brothers sleeping? Last I checked you had how many free rooms? Zero?" Elle taped her chin, pretending to think.
"Yeah, zero. Blake's staying with Stephen, Noah with Alex and Logan get's the wonderful privilege of staying with Cody and Dylan." We stopped in front of the boy's bedroom door.
"Serves the punk right." Ellie smirked.
I opened the door and walked in on Cody and Dylan playing quietly painting the walls, and each other. Great.
"CODY! DYLAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I screamed. The two boys looked up at me, Cody giving me puppy dog face and Dylan giving me a big grin revealing his missing two front teeth.
"Painting Sis, duh." Dylan said matter of factly.
"EACHOTHER?" I cried. I could hear Elle giggling behind me.
"What's with the- woah.." I turned to see Alex standing behind Elle. Even being two years younger, he stood tall over both of us.
"EACHOTHER?" I reapeted, dumbstruck.
"Mom is gonna kill you!" Alex laughed. Elle joined his loud laughter and both stood in the door, almost crying with laughter.
"It's not funny! Go away Alex, and you have to help remember!" I glared at them. Elle looked down, guilty, and Alex stuck his tongue out at me.
"Whatever, nerd." He teased.
"You are so immature Alex. This is why you'll never get a girlfriend." I scolded.
"Hey! I could get any girl I want, I just choose not to torture them with my handsome features and charming....charm... " He trailed off. I rolled my eyes.
"Just go." I pushed him. "Elle, I'll give them a bath, you fix the walls." I announced and walked towards Dylan and Cody, who had resumed painting each other.
"How am I supposed to do that?" Elle cried.
"It's washable. Come here guys." I cooed, getting on my knees and holding my arms out to my paint filled brothers.
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Living With Boys
HumorTaylor Hannigan is the only girl in a house of five boys. So what happens when four MORE boys move in along after her mother remarries? Follow Taylor through her crazy life filled with drama, love, surprises and mall dancing as Taylor ( tries ) to l...
