Hey, guys this is my second fanfiction so I hope you enjoy. J

Chapter One

"Mom how much longer until we'll be there?" My brother ask for the hundredth time.

"We have about ten minutes left dear." My mother says with the rest of politeness left in her.

"Jon turn up the radio." I growl.

"Whoa shorty do not call me that at school and do not talk to me like that." He states.

"Uhm why don't you like being called Jon? Oh wait I know you why like to sound 'sophisticated' but that is the most stupid thing I have ever heard. That's because you go running around during football slapping guys on their butts and yelling 'we will kick your little booty's all the way to Narnia'. So turn up the radio and shut up." I hiss.

"You are so mean around me but as soon as we get in public you act like you've never talked to a person before. There has to be something wrong with you." Jonathon started turning red and that's when mom butted in. "Were here guys so start unpacking and just stay away from each other, okay? It would just be better for all our health." Mom smiled at both of us.

I get out of the car and grab my laptop, sketching book, and my iPhone. I look at the new house I'll be living in for the next year and a half. It's a green two story house. My favorite thing about it is that it has a red door. I walk through the door and see guys moving things all around. They are all done with my room so I head up there. When I walk through the door I instantly frown. My room is just a blank white canvas. I will have to change that.

I get my love of drawing from my mom. She was going to go to Art College but her parents were doctors so they insisted that she go to college to be a doctor. She is now a pediatrician but loves it dearly too. We moved to New York because my mom got requested a job offer to work here. It paid more than the other job so that's why we're here.

School starts on Monday and today is currently Saturday. Tomorrow I have to help mom paint her office, she usually makes each patients room a different theme. She tries to incorporate as much painting or drawing as she can in her life. But anywhere we live she has a room all to herself. We call it her painting room. She usually go's in there every night sometimes she falls asleep in the room. My brother and I are rarely allowed in her room.

I find my box of paints and start sketching my ideas out. But it becomes dark faster than I would have liked. I decide to finish tomorrow. I try to sleep but my stomach is aching and realize that I haven't ate since breakfast.

I head downstairs to look for some saltines and chocolate milk. I know that's a weird combination but it settles my stomach so who cares. I search our new gigantic and very blue kitchen but do not find what I want. Luckily mom is unpacking so I ask if I can go out.

"Only if your brother goes it's getting dark." My busy mother states.

I groan and find my way to Jonathon's room. "Jon I want to go to the store but I can only go if you come." I ask with a sigh of irritation."

"Only if we can go somewhere I want to too and you can't tell mom were going to this place."

"Fine as long as it isn't illegal. I'll get the car keys so meet me in the car." I turn around and head downstairs.

I was sitting in the car for a good twenty minutes when Jon finally gets in the car. I yell at him and ask what took so long. "Sorry I had to dress good for the ladies." He says with a smile.

I stare at him confused. "First, you don't even talk to girls because you care about sports and getting a scholarship to college. Second, I am not going anywhere with a lot of people."

"Well I only have half a year left of my senior year and at least you're only a junior and I have only dated to girls in high school and that was my freshman year." It wasn't like Jon couldn't get a girl, he could have had anyone he wanted at our old school. The thing was Jon really cared about sports and didn't want anyone to interfere with that. Jon really was a good person. We just fought a lot because we're brother and sister.

"The place is called City of Glass. I hear it's really cool." He said not wanting to be pushy.

"Fine just stop by a market so I can grab a couple things. After that you can go where ever you want to but I'm staying in the car."

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