Oh Brother

Open your eyes

Grayson

Once class is over I head to Ethan's class. I wait outside the room but he doesn't come out. I look around for him as I turn around I bump into someone. Grace.

She steadies herself,

"Watch it asshole." She sneers, she looks up at me as her face drops. She takes out her headphones.

"Have you seen Bailey anywhere?" I ask.
Grace looks back at her phone

"No, she went to the nurse after gym. You're asshole of a cousin busted her nose." She says plainly.

My face must show concern

"With a dodgeball, we were playing and he pegged it at her face then lights out." She says being way to calm about the situation.

My phone vibrates as I look at it to see a message from yours truly,

Ethan
I went home
You'll have to walk sorry bro

"Can I go now?"

I lock my phone as I look back at grace

"Uh yeah sure, sorry." I smile.
She rolls her eyes as she puts her headphones in and walks away.

Bitch.

15 minutes later

I walk through the front door to see Ethan on the couch. I roll my eyes.

"Thanks for the warning that you were leaving school jack ass." I mumble

"What was that Gracie?" He shoots back.

"I said I love you, Ethan! You're a great brother." I answer. "Especially when you don't even text me to say that you're going home early." I add. Chucking my bag on the floor.

Ethan moves so he's looking at me from the couch.

"It wasn't my fault okay? I had to take Bailey home. She ran into a pole or some shit and busted her nose, knocked herself out." He says, turning back around.

I roll my eyes

"You mean Lucas pegged a dodgeball at her during gym class and that's how she busted her nose and got knocked out. But I mean the pole versions close enough right?" I say, annoyed.

Ethan turns back around to look at me. This time he looks shocked.

"Where'd you hear that?" He asks.

"Grace told me." I say searching through the fridge.

"Is Bailey upstairs?" I ask, grabbing out some orange juice.

The room goes dead silent.

I turn around

"Assclown! I said is Bailey upstairs?" I yell.

Ethan runs his hands through his hair.

"About that.."

"Fuck, what did you do Ethan?" I say, clenching my jaw.

Before Ethan has a chance to respond, the door swings open. We both look In the direction as Mom bursts through the door with grocery bags.