Chapter 1
Flashback- 2 Years Ago
I could not believe what I just witnessed. Joe and some girl on his bed, making out! I ran out of the room and slammed the door behind me. I was almost to the stairs when he grabbed my wrist and spun me around.
"Joe, let go of me!" I said as he held me in place with a very pissed off look on his face.
"Not until you promise me that you will not tell Kylie what you just walked in on." He told me. He's go to be kidding. Of course I'm telling her.
"Hell no. If you think I'm not going to tell my sister that your cheating on her then something is definitely wrong in that head of yours Joe. Not that I didn't think something was wrong before."
"Your such a little bitch, you know that." He looked at me with pure hatred, and I gave the look right back.
"Yeah well get over it hotshot." I yanked my arm away from his and ran down the stairs as fast as I could. When I reached the door, I looked back up to the top of the stairs to see Joe going back into his room. Probably to have another make out session, the little manwhore. All I knew is that I had to tell Kylie.
I shook my head to get the nasty memories of that night out of my head. My older sister Kylie had been dating our next door neighbor, Joe, and I just happened to walk in on him cheating on her. So, naturally, I had to tell Kylie. After a few weeks she got over it, and now her and Joe are kind of friends, which I do not get. But me and Joe still hate each other. He's still a manwhore, and to him I'm just a 16 year old tattletale.
Even though Joe's a jerk, he has 3 amazing brothers. Nick, whose 16 too, Kevin, whose 20 and Kylie's current obsession, and Frank The Tank, a 7 year old ball of joy. Even Mr. and Mrs. Jonas were super cool. They were some of the nicest parents I've ever met, and not to mention my mom and dads best friends.
"Izzy! Can I come in?" I heard my sister yell outside my door.
"Yeah, come on in." I replied as I took my iPod headphones out of my ears and set the device on my desk.
"Mom and Dad want to talk to us. Come on downstairs." I nodded my head and followed her down the stairs and into our living room where our parents sat waiting for us.
"Okay, we have some news for you two." My dad told us as we took a seat on the couch facing them.
"Well, me and your father are going on vacation tomorrow with Mr. and Mrs. Jonas, and Frankie, and while we are gone you two are going to be staying with Kevin, Joe, and Nick at their house.
"What?!" I screamed. "This has to be a joke! There is no way in hell that I am staying in the same house as Joe! Why can't we just stay home?"
"Isabel Cohen!" My father yelled. "Joseph is a nice boy, and you will be staying in the same house as him. For a week. And you will be nice to him and his brothers. Understand?"
"Yes dad." I muttered as I rolled my eyes. Me and Kylie got up from the couch and traveled up the stairs, and back to our bedrooms.
"You know it probably won't be that bad." She told me as we stood outside our bedroom doors.
"Of course it will be. It will be torture." I said with a groan.
"Izzy, stop overreacting. You probably won't even see him that much. Just hang out with Nick and Kevin all week and you'll be fine." She laughed.
"Okay, fine." I opened my bedroom door, and flopped on my bed. I can't believe I'll be staying in the same house as him. Ugh, this sucks.
I got up off my bed and wandered into my closet looking for a bag to put all my clothes and things in. Finally I found a sports bag in the corner of my closet, and I filled it with all my favorite clothes, my makeup, and other necessities. Then, I turned on my radio, sat down on my window seat, and looked over at the house that I'll be staying a week at. Sure Kylie, I'll be fine my ass.