️Warning this story is written by a fourteen year old girl and she has sorta bad grammar and spelling. She doesn't write in a slow pace, it's faster motivated than normal, anyways enjoy. ️
PART ONE
"Chloe! Get the fuck down here!" I hear my older brother Mark yelled. "Wait a minute!" I yelled back trying to get my skinny jeans on. I heard footsteps coming towards my room. I buttoned my pants, then the door swung open. "Dad is dying." Tom says as I zipped my pants. "What?!" I screamed then ran to the living room where dad was at with Mark. I covered my mouth tears shedding down my face. "I love you- so much." He whispered weakly to Mark. Tears came to my eyes as Mark stood up. It was the end of our father.
Mark wrapped his arms around me as I sobbed. "Shh Chloe it's okay." Mark whispered rubbing my back. I pulled away tears still strolling down my tan skin.
But that was years ago though. Now it's August 2013, I'm 21 now my brothers are doing cool things, Mark is doing gaming on YouTube, and Tom has been doing Comics. I'm just now going to college.
"Chloe! You have a invite into a different country for college!" Mark yelled from the kitchen with a envelope in his hand. "What country?" I asked desperately walking into the room. "How about you look." He smiled handing me the envelope. I opened it and started to read.
Dear Chloe Fischbach, we like to inform you that you were accepted into UCD (University College Of Dublin.)
My eyes widened, "I-Ireland?" I gasped smiling. "What are you talking about Ireland?" Tom asked walking behind me. "Read this." I sighed handing him my envelope. It only took him moments to embrace me. "Wait how am I going to fly? I don't have that type of money invested." I admitted frowning. Tom looked in the envelope. "Here's a ticket." He muttered smiling. Mark smiled. "Let me see that." I muttered. There was a small note on it.
For Chloe, welcome if you choose.
I smiled, "they must've really liked my entry." I beamed jumping up and down. "They did, and you leave in- 3 days!" Mark screamed looking at the back of the note. I gasped and ran to my room.
I started grabbing all my clothes. Especially warm clothes, it rains a lot there and it's cold in the winter. I grabbed my last piece of clothing and put it in one of my suitcases. I stacked my suitcases in the corner of my room.
Knock knock knock
"Come in Mark." I smiled. "How did you know it was me?" He smirked opening the door. "OCD knocking." I replied giggling. "I don't have OCD it's a habit." He muttered crossing his arms. "What do you want?" I asked sitting on my bed. He frowned, "you're going to be gone for 2 years, I don't want my little sister to leave." He started starting to tear. I frowned and stood up. "Mark, I'll be back before you know it." I whispered embracing him. My shoulder started to become dank I started to cry too after a minute or so. "I don't want to leave, but I need to." I sobbed as Mark stroked my hair. I pulled away and he gave me a noogie. "You're still my baby sister-" "and mine." Tom cut Mark off then tackled me. "Don't leave us!" They yelled simultaneously.
Mark flopped on Tom. "OOF!" I squeaked. They laughed then got off of me. "Thank you." I sighed then stood up with them.
