My Annoying Brother

"My Annoying Brother"

Chapter 2

Replay: I ran up stairs to my room and slammed the door shut. I put some music on and started to sing," I'LL take you home if you don't leave me at the front door, your body's cold but we're getting so warm.". "I was thinking of ways to get inside, now you're falling in love. Let me go now..." I started to swing my arms side to side. "These feelings are stirring me up.......Now if she does like this, will you do it like that?!" I skipped half the song because I really didn't know the whole thing. I yelled at the top of my lungs," SHAKE, SHAKE, SHAKE, SHAKE, and SHAKE IT!" Then suddenly I tripped of the nightstand and banged my head against the wall. I heard my mom pounding on the door, asking me if I was alright. I responded, "No."

Chapter 2: My mom opened the door and ran toward me and looked at me head. She saw a little gash on my head; she told me that she thinks I won't need stitches. I looked at her in pain. She told me that I will be fine and to put some ice on it. She helped me up... as if I couldn't pick myself up. She brought me down stairs into the kitchen. She opened the freezer door, took out an ice pack and wrapped it in a face cloth. She took my hand and placed the ice pack on my head. My head was colder than a block of ice, I had Goosebumps all over. I asked," Mom, how long do I have to keep the ice pack on my head?" "For at least 15 minutes." She told me. I sighed and asked her, "Where is Damien?" "With your father," She told me. My Father was a counselor; His name is Jason Nigel Andre. My mother's name is Maria Ann Andre. My father had Black curly hair with grey eyes. My mother had brown hair and blue eyes. And Damien had black hair with blue eyes. For some reason I had Brown hair and Brown eyes. My mom's name isn't much different than mine...Maria + na = Mariana. My mom waved her hand in front of my face, I looked at her. She asked," Are you alright?". "Except for the gash on my head, everything is fine." I told her. My dad walked in with a grin on his face. Damien walked in right behind him. My dad asked," What happened?". "It's a long story trust me". My mom said. Damien yelled,"Haha, you got hurrtt!". "Why you little..!' I said as I jumped up. "I don't think so little missy, you have to sit down and wait until the gash stops bleeding," My mom said with an angry look. She pulled me back to the couch. When suddenly, someone barged in with a black baseball cap and a grayish/whitish jacket.