Living Life With The 12 Boys

Chapter 5: Home coming Party

The loud music was blasting through my closed door, Ugh I hate parties. All the loud music and drunk people getting sick all over our house. And Dad doesn't even care he knows we have these parties he just makes sure we better have it cleaned up before he home. He always goes to a hotel with the little kids. I could go with them because my Dad knows i don't like parties but i stay so i can help clean up and help my brothers with their hang overs.. I am just that amazing to my brothers. Yay I know self centered much? Not really.

My brother Chris opened my door and the music came blasting through. He looked at me and walked to me and grabbed me and through me over his shoulder carrying me out of my. I tried to get out of his grip. "LET ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!!" I yelled. I hit his back as hard as I could. I know what he is doing and it wont happen.

"You are going to this party this year and having fun! OK?" He asked.

"NO NOW LET ME DOWN AND LET ME GO TO MY ROOM!" I yelled at him over the music. I saw sweaty people dancing in our living room. People making out in the corners. And people jumping on our couches. I didn't want to be here it smells like throw up and smelly feet.

He let me down but didn't let go of me. "Come on Veronica just let loose and have some fun of once in your live your like how old? 17? Come one hang out with your brothers." He plead. Making that puppy dog face. I always did that and it always worked not this time.

"Ugh FINE!" Wait what did I just say!?!?! I did not just say i would go to the party. I always say no until they leave me alone. I never gave up before!

"Wait! What! You will stay?!?!" My brother Chris asked with a huge smile. He looked really happy. I can't turn that down...

"Yes I guess I have nothing better to do but take care of the house and you little kids." I said a smirk on my face. I always call them little even though they are older than me. Chris is like 5 minutes before me then Austin, we are triplets. You know.

"We are not little we can look after ourselfs!" My brother yelled over the music.

"Ya tell me that when I don't have to stay here and take care of you because your hangovers and when I don't have to clean up after you, then you can say you can take care of your self.!" I yelled back over the music. I knew I shouldn't have said that but still they can't take care of them selfs. I always have to look after them.

"Fine do what you want you don't have to stay!" He yelled and stormed off. He will get over it. We have these fights now and then.

I walked back to my room and laid on the floor. I don't know why I just like laying on the floor I always have. My dad said I get that from my mom. Ugh! I finally feel asleep I dont know how with all the music I think I got used to it.

I felt myself left off the floor and on to my cozy warm bed. And someone covered me. I felt them sit at the end of my bed. I peeked from my closed eyes at who it was.

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Sorry it is really short and took me along time to update and I didn't mean to publish it before it needed to really sorry. I will update sooner. And I left you hanging (:

Veronicaxxx