I have seven older brothers. Crazy, I know.
However, I have barely seen them except for summers, because I go (went) to a boarding school! -Ever since I was four, actually. But even then, they'd be off to summer camps, so yeah.
I hardly know them.
So you could imagine how difficult it has been to... adjust, to such sudden changes. Especially since I came home in such an unapproved way. (I got expelled.)
So what happens when you've done something bad in the Fletcher House? You get grounded.
Now I've been given the most absurd set of rules, and if you've ever had been given a similar grounding, just know, I feel your pain.
This is my life dealing with my older brothers. All seven of them.
*Updates are incredibly slow, my absolute apologies.*
I wrote this book because I was tired of reading all books that well... sucked. Only to find out that those authors try really hard and I shouldn't criticize, seeing that my book is... not good.
Read if you want, comment your thoughts but keep swearing to a minimal since it will probably be taken down anyway.