"𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐦
𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧
𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞"
Megan Hummel has a pretty peculiar life. Being disabled in high school is never easy b...
My eyes fluttered open as a bright, shining Ray of light shone in my eyes, nothing like a sunny Sunday morning. I rolled out of bed and had a quick shower and dressed in this...
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I walked down stairs and entered the kitchen as I see my brother Kurt "Hey Kurt!"
"Hey, little bookworm." Kurt replied. Even through I was only 1 year younger then Kurt, he sometimes treats it like 7 years.
"What? So I'm a little younger but I'm not a bookworm." I stated.
"Um, Meggie... I saw you reading last night at about 3am." He informed me.
"Oh... Ok fine, I'm a bookworm. What is there for breakfast?" I asked, starting to get a pan out to make pancakes or eggs or something.
"Well I have already made us some bacon and pancakes." Kurt explained gesturing to the table of food.
"Why would you do that? It's Sunday, I was going to cook." I complained.
"Well two things, 1 you can't cook-"
"Hey!"
"And two, I wanted to help you." He told me, taking my hand and dragging me to the table.
"But I don't need help." I said strongly.
"I know but as your brother I wanted to have breakfast ready for when you came down. Now eat!" he said.
"Ok, ok, calm down." I giggled.
"So what are you wearing tomorrow?" He asked.
"There's a dress code?" I asked, Kurt gets asked this question a lot.
"Well no but you never know what can happen; you could get a award and stand in fount of the school or join a new club and have to-"
"If I say I'll wear something nice will you stop talking?" I asked with a smirk.
"Fine." He said with the same smirk. As we ate, we talked about fashion, book, musicals and of course school.
"So how's getting thrown in a dumpster going?" I asked with sympathy. I really did feel sorry for Kurt, getting thrown into a dumpster, recking his precious fashion.
"Ug, its not great but I really should be asking about you. How's it going?" He asked with sympathy in his eyes.
"Well, I guess the most annoying thing is when the footballers hit the books out my hand because it takes even longer to pick them up... Maybe that's why they do it." I mumbled the last part.
"What?! Why didn't you tell me?" Kurt said.
"I did! I told you on Friday."
"No you didn't."
"Yes I-ohhhh yeah I didn't. Well the players hit the books out my hand." I finished with a innocent smile.
"Can you please, please tell me earlier next time?" He begged.
"I promise Kurt, and will you let me give those footballers a piece of my mind?" I asked sweetly.
"Haha, now way. You'll get killed." He told me.
"Why? If it's because you want to protect me because of my arm-!"
"No, of course not! I'm just saying that their twice your size and hight, not even saying that their at least 10x stronger then you." He explained.
"... Ok, I get it. I'll leave those jerks alone." I told him.
"So, what do you want to do today?" he asked me.
"I don't know... I actually have some math homework to do." I said sadly.
"You need help?"
"What, no... Yes please." I admitted as I went to go get homework.
"Ok, so what's 3(4x+5)-3=?" he told me.
"I don't know... Did I even learn this?" I asked more to myself.
"Yes, of course you did. Please tell you didn't forget." He said to me, half angry half disappointed.
"Couse not... But then also yes." I replied quietly.
"Megan!"
"Hey! I just forgot some things, ok."
"Ok, pay attention. First you do 4x+5..."
We had been doing the maths for about a hour and a half when I finally got it. "So then that... Equals that! Okay, got it." I told him.
"Yay! Only 1 and a half hours. I think that's a record." He smirked.
"Hahaha, very funny. Where's dad by the way?"
"Oh, he had to run to work." Kurt explained.
"But it's Sunday." I said confused.
"I know, he just said it was a emergency."
"Ok, so now what?" I asked.
"Wait, I will use our sibling power to read your mind..." I giggled as he put a finger on his and mine foreheads. "You wish to... Watch Les miserables."
"Yes!" I said jumping up and running to the TV. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the movie, we went to see dad at the shop. "Hi dad!" Kurt said, walking in the shop.
"Hey kids, what you doing here?" He asked, walked up to us.
"Well, we were kinda bored in the house." I informed him.
"Well, nothings really going on down here, we'll apart from a broken down car." he said pointing to a broken car.
"Oh, well I don't think either of us can-or want- to help." Kurt said honestly.
"Ok, well I'll see you guys at home." He said goodbye and gave us both a hug. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When we got home, I went straight to my room to read my book. "Hi, Bookworm." Kurt said, coming in and seeing me reading. Oh, I should probably tell you me and Kurt share a room, it's separated by a curtain.
"Hey, don't judge me for reading so much -"
"I'm not judging, just saying." he told me with a smirk.
"Well don't say something unless it's nice." I told him
"Well then I would barely talk to people." He replied.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, throwing a pillow at his head.
"Hey! oh your dead." And before we knew it, we were having a full on pillow fight.
Later that day, dad came home and made my favourite, Mac and cheese! After dinner, Kurt did his face routine and convinced me to at least wash my face properly. We went to sleep, well I stayed up till 2am reading, and got ready to have another boring day at school.
