My Step Brother

Welcome To Australia!

Michele's POV

Dad is getting remarried!? I don't even know this woman! I don't want to move to Australia! I like it here in London! "Mitchy, you ready?"Dad yelled upstairs. I rolled my eyes and got my stuff. "You'll love your new mum and step brother,"He said. "Yeah, sure I will,"I said under my breathe. "What?"He turned around and asked. "Nothing,"I said. We got on a plane and we were off to Australia. Bye, bye London hello new life that I will hate! I pulled out my iPod and clicked my BVB playlist. It was a long plane ride. After that play list was over it clicked my FIR playlist. "Mitchy, Mitchy,"Dad was trying to get my attention. He pulled out my earbud and I shot him a death glare. "I know, 'pull out my earbuds and I'll pull out your lungs'." "Yes that's exactly right. Now what do you want?"I asked. "We're here,"He said. Oh god I should've slept. So much jet lag. We pulled up to this big house in a nice neighborhood. "Mitchy, go take your things in while I get the rest of our things,"He said. I went and knocked on the door. Michael fucking Clifford answered to door! "Dad! I think you got the wrong house!"I yelled. I heard Michael chuckled behind me. "No I didn't Mitchy,"he said carrying in his suitcase. I hate that nickname. He's called Mitchy all my life and I fucking hate it. "So, Mitchy?"Michael said. "I prefer Michele,"I said. "Well,"He smartly shot back. "Hey Michele and Michael,"He shot me a flirty smile. I began to get butterflies in my stomach. I quickly killed them. No Michele he's going to be your fucking brother! Get that out of your mind! "Mitchy!"I heard someone yell behind me and hug me tightly. "I'm your new mum Karen," "Hi. I really don't know much about you but I can't wait to be your daughter,"I said hugging her back. She laughed. "Do you care if I call you Mitchy?"She asked. "Karen, I prefer Michele, but dad doesn't listen so go ahead,"I said. Karen took me up to my room. Michael came out of the room next to mine. Oh god! How am I suppose to do this?! It's Michael fucking Clifford! He's one of my favorites in the band... granted they were all my favorites. "So I will leave you alone to fangirl,"She said. "Fangirl?"I asked. She opened the door and yes I began to fangirl. All my favorite bands posters were plastered all over the walls, the room was painted black, my favorite color, I had my own bathroom, and a walk-in wardrobe, with enough close for a weird little emo girl like me forever! Karen left me alone and I began to unpack. "Need help?"I heard someone come in. "Sure if you really want to."I shot around and saw Michael.