Emily
"So here is what we are going to do, we are going to paint your room blue and this-" Calum was talking about decorating my room, his hands gestured as he talks. We are sitting at the kitchen island, where Michael is playing games on his iPhone.
"Why don't we," I suggest, "-do paint fights?" I cocked an eyebrow. "You're men-"
"Boys." They cut in.
"But all of you are like 30, 31 or something."
Luke shrugged and said, "Emily, if there's one thing you should know about us is that we do not act our age."
"Oh. Back to the point, I know you have lots and lots of water guns."
"But they're water guns. Not paint guns." Michael argued.
"They can be paint guns if you put paint it in."
"But that is not their main function." He argued even more.
"Water guns are multifunction, Papa. You can pun sauce it in and squirt it out and boom!" I smashed the table quite harshly, shocking them. They jumped slightly, and I laughed. "And then you'll have a sauce fight!" I continued.
"But Em-" Michael said but then was cut off by Calum.
"Mike, you do realize that you're fighting with an almost 12-year-old about water guns, right?" Calum said, chuckling.
"Pftt whatever. Emily, I'll try to see what I can do," he smiled at me.
"You don't have to if you don't wanna do a paint fight-" I said.
Michael chimes in, "But we were arguing about water guns."
"Exactly. Water guns. Not about the need to have a paint fight."
"Smart-ass."
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The room is splaterred with different colours, and it looks like a packet of Skittles. It doesn't taste like rainbow though.
There is a mirror table where the accesories and stuffs were put. It is like 9 feet from the corner of the room. There's an LCD TV and a disc player here.
A walk in closet is to the left. It's where I put the clothes and stuffs we bought yesterday. Shoes and all those stuffs. Then there's two gigantic bookshelves the moment you get out of the walk in closet. It is not fill with books yet, just some that I brought from the adoption centre.
On the walls, we will have polaroids. We haven't took any pictures yet, but they planned it already. The only thing now we have on the walls are a quote in a handwriting font.
There's a computer table, which is actually a large study table near the bookshelves. And then we have the bathroom.
We are going to shop for a few more stuffs later, (or tomorrow if they are lazy) like the laptops and printers and stuffs. I told them it is not nessesary, but they insisted to I can 'stay connected with the fans'.
Honestly, I feel bad for this. I made them do things they didn't have to, like buying gadgets and a tv and a dvd player and stuffs. Then buying shelves and tables and chairs. It is wasting money, and it's their money.
'We have more money than we could ever use' said Ash once, well Pa, you're a singer and every single girl on Earth love your country giggle. And me? Yeah, girl version of Luke Hemmings and stuffs.
"Emilyyyyyyy," Luke said, on my bed.
"DADDDDDDD. LUKE WANTS YOUR CUDDLE!" I screamed, Calum turns around smirking.
