Remember Me

Day 1 in the hellhole

AN
This chapter is dedicated to kaylasilverss. She too is one of my first voters. Honestly, I love it when people appreciate my work! Thanks for reading!

Above image is Sam's Room.

I woke up to something cold and hard down my shirt. I quickly got out of the bed, tripping on the comforter in the process and threw off my shirt, when two ice cubes fell to the floor. Argh! My favorite, black, cotton bra was wet and cold.

Who the-

Somebody barged into my bedroom,

"Rise and shine my dear twin sis- woah!" Sommers said as he covered his eyes.

"My eyes! Gah! You're naked! My eyes! Sam you gotta lock your doors, you crazy dog!" He said.

"Yeah, and you gotta knock, jackass. Actually this was all because of you! You put ice in my shirt!"

"Yep" he said, popping the 'p', "You weren't waking up, so I felt the need to be more effective!" He said, in a cheerful tone, still shielding his eyes with his hand.

I laughed. It was a laugh that promised revenge. I wasn't surprised when Sommers flinched at that laugh.

"Then you better watch your back, Sommy."

I said, there was a rush of excitement in me. Pranks were always fun, giving you a rush of adrenaline, being in the right place at the right time....it was like a beautiful chain reaction that effortlessly took down everything.

I pushed him out of my room, he grunted as barged into a wall, he still had his eyes covered. I mentally face palmed.

Today was Monday, first day of highschool. Normally, it took a lot of time, effort and energy to make me leave my beautiful bed, but his prank, for some reason had excited me, I felt so alive!

I let out an excited hoot and jumped into the shower, thinking of making a grand entrance to school.

I put on a navy blue V-neck and black jeans, I don't care if the world judges me, but I gotta be fast when the cops are on my tail... speaking of which, I really want to be in one of those action movie chases!

I'll talk some of my friends into it!

With rash driving, your heart pumping, going a thousand miles an hour... oh how I lurve chaos!

Oh God! I'm so excited for today, I packed my bag and came out of my room, only to see Sommers coming out at the same time.

I look at him with a smirk,

"You restocked?" I ask him.

Thing was, we had a storage cupboard on the landing, just on the right of my room. While our parents thought we stored towels and napkins and whatnot in there, it was actually our war base.

Here you could find stink bombs, duct tape, glow in the dark paint, water guns, matches, rubber lizards, rats, roaches... you name it.

Sommers returned my smirk, "Dibs on the gooey stink bombs " he said.

"Aww, man! Share would ya?" I gave him my best puppy dog eyes.

"You look like a retarded buffalo." he said. I rolled my eyes, the other way then...

"Want me to tell Mum about the Women's Bathroom scandal of 2016?" I said in a sweet voice, but the look in my eyes was anything but.

When Sommers was 13, he had climbed a tree on a dare after our swim practice was over. He climbed to the top with ease, but like the pussy he was, getting down was "scary". Then he saw that a window was by the topmost branch of the tree, so this doofus, with all his might climbs to that branch and fluidly leaped into the window.