The Peterson's

Chapter 1

We've arrived In yet another town. Brooksworth? I think thats how you pronounce it. I've never even heard of this place before, but somehow Dad has found it.

We will probably only stay here for a month and then move to another town like we always do. It's basically a routine. I'm not even going to bother unpacking, it's not worth it.

My Dad makes us move so often because it's either him or one of my brothers that get into trouble causing us to escape.

See, my family is different. Ever since my mother died, I've been stuck with 4 boys: My Father and 3 older brothers. All four of them have changed after the loss, causing them to do things they didn't do before.

My father is now an alcoholic and there is always a different woman that comes out of his bedroom every morning. The way he treats women makes me question if he ever actually loved my mother.

My oldest brother, Liam who is 20, is involved with drugs. Before my Mother passed, Liam was accepted into several universities and was in the process of choosing one of them but after she died, he got in the wrong crowd and now he always get drunk and high on drugs. Don't get me wrong I love Liam but he's not happy anymore and he always disappears.

My second oldest brother, Jordan who is 18, is a womaniser. In every town we go to, he dates every girl in his grade and by the time he leaves...no one is left a virgin in his grade. He has sex with EVERY girl, he uses them and then throws them away, it's disgusting. Jordan is a complete dick and thats probably all I can say about him.

Then there is Dylan, who is 17. He's probably my closest brother but he's the worst of all. He's good with a computer and in every town we go to, he hacks everyone...including the bank. He once stole over fifty thousand dollars just from using his computer. As you can already tell, we were out of that town the next day for obvious reasons.

Finally there is me, I'm 16 and I don't know what's wrong with me, I think I'm just a hormonal teenager. Everybody knows me as a whore though because I'm a Peterson. They expect me to be like my brothers and date every other guy. I have a reputation of being a slut and a bitch, everyone basically hates me.

So yeah, it's fun being a Peterson. I sometimes wish I could change my last name...

"ZOEY" A pillow is thrown at my face. "Really? A pillow?" I turn to look at Dylan who is sliding down the car seat from laughing too hard.

"Sorry. You were in a trance and I just wanted to let you know that the car has stopped and we've arrived" He says once he finally catches his breath.

I look around the car to see that my two other brothers and dad have already left, leaving me in the car with Dylan.
"Do you like the house?" Dylan looks out the window, making me look in the same direction.

The house is large, very large, like every other house. It basically looks like any other house I've lived in.

I just shrug my shoulders and exit the car, Dylan following behind me.

"They've already took the bags in. Dad is going out tonight and Liam is going somewhere too so it's just you, me and Jordan tonight. Ok?" Dylan walks up the stairs to the house and then looks back at me for my response.
I nod and then follow behind him.

"Hey, are you okay Zoey? You aren't talking much" He asks, once we enter the house.

"I don't know. I just know that this is going to be the same as always. That we will just start feeling like we are at home but then one of us will stuff up and we will be on the run again. I'm tired of running Dylan. Mum wouldn't want this" I sit down on the end of the staircase to upstairs.

Dylan sits next to me and puts his arm around me "This town will be different Zo, I promise. I sense that this is our home, for good" He smiles.

"Yeah, but you say that every time we move and look where we are" I sigh.

"Just trust me Zo"

"Fine, but if you are wrong...you owe $20"

"Deal"