Author's Note: Okay, so...I know I wrote a M.B.A.V story but I lost interest. So I've decided to create a brand new one, sorry if you enjoyed the old one though. It's based around the events of the movie and might is a Benny/OC, also story is rated 'T' for swearing and maybe future sexual themes. Anyway hope you enjoy the story and review if you can, it would mean a lot.
It was Sunday night and I was lying down on the couch, boredly waiting for my baby sisters favourite movie to finish...Dusk II. My brother and his best friend were in the dining room, dropping different types of sugary food onto the dining table. We all started High School tomorrow and this was their way to get ready for the moment. I wasn't exactly sure how sugary food would do that, but I really wanted to join them anyway. Although to me anything was better than watching the Dusk movies.
I jumped up from the couch, dropping the thin blanket that covered my body in the process. Before heading into the dining room where the boys were sat "Remember in Grade 5 when you put 176 of these in your mouth?" Ethan asked holding up a bag of pink marshmallows. I rolled my eyes and sat down in the seat opposite him.
"Yeah right it was 186" Benny replied. Ethan scoffed.
"No way. I did 172 you did 176" he corrected. I crossed my arms on the table in front of me.
"You barely hit 150" Benny exclaimed. They both glanced at each other, then the bag. They both started to grab at it and I smiled in amusement.
"Remember to count them" Ethan said as they finally managed to rip open the plastic bag.
"Ethan! Emma! Do you hear that?" Our little sister, Jane, asked. I turned my head to face her and waved a hand dismissively.
"It's probably nothing Jane, just watch your movie" I said before turning back around to face the boys. They'd already started to stuff marshmallows into their mouths. Though while to some people it might have been dorky, to me it was amusing.
"I've got a real contest for you" I offered smirking. They both paused in their mouth-stuffing and looked up at me with curious expressions "Whoever can stuff the most marshmallows into their mouth, will..." I paused for a moment, trying to think up a good enough prize "...get 20 bucks from me" I shrugged.
As soon as the words left my mouth the ultimate face-stuffing competition began. After only a few seconds of face-stuffing I could hear my name being called, and Ethan's. I slowly got to my feet and entered the living room, only to find that Jane wasn't there. I soon realised my name was being called by someone outside and I ran towards the front door, yanking it open. My eyes widened at the sight of my parents, and a terrified Jane clinging to my mom. I groaned knowing I was bound to get punished for this "Ethan!" Mom shouted angrily. My twin brother soon appeared with Benny close behind. They both spat out the marshmallows and shrugged innocently.
"You're home early. How was date night?" Ethan asked sheepishly. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in annoyance.
"By the way, you owe my twenty bucks" Benny whispered so that only I could hear. I sighed and nodded.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed angrily. I was sat in the living room with Ethan and Jane, listening to my parents give us the worst news ever; We were getting a babysitter.
"No Emma, I'm not kidding you" Mom replied crossing her arms. I rolled my eyes and so did Ethan.
"But c'mon, a babysitter? That's a little harsh don't you think?" he asked shrugging. Our parents both shook their heads.
"We don't think so, you're obviously not responsible enough to look after your eight year old sister. So we're gonna need someone older to watch her while we go out. I'm sorry but that's our final decision" Dad replied firmly. I pouted and shuffled down on the couch.
"So who's our beloved babysitter for tomorrow anyway?" I asked irritatedly. Mom sighed and shrugged.
"Mrs Jenkins across the street recommended someone. She goes to your High School and she's a Junior, judging by what Mrs Jenkins told me she's a lot more responsible too. Now go to bed" she demanded pointing to the stairs. I rolled my eyes in annoyance but headed for my room.
