One Of The Boys

Chapter 1

"GORDON COOPER TRACY YOU ARE SOOO DEAD!"

Kat looked up from her book as Scott stormed onto the poolside. She and her brothers tried to stifle a snigger. Scott was blue. Blue to match his Thunderbird. Every inch of his skin was the bright, vibrant colour of his shining machine. Even his hair was blue. His normal immaculate look had been replaced with a spiky, wild style. He stormed over to his younger brother, who was standing in his trunks, giggling. Scott grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him hard. Gordon fell in the pool, catching on to the nearest thing, which happened to be a very startled Alan. The two brothers came to the surface, spluttering. A laugh came from Virgil, who had snapped a shot with his camera. Scott, Gordon and Alan all yelled. Two of them wet, and one of them blue, they chased Virgil until he deftly chucked the camera to Kat. Kat paused for a moment observing the furious looks of her brothers. She considered the lengths her blue brother would resort to in order to get that camera, and then legged it. She was a fast runner, though she collided straight into her father, Jeff Tracy.

"Move, Dad!"

"Gotchya!" Alan grabbed her from behind and she thrust the camera at her dad, winking. He caught it and hid it behind his back. Scott caught up, and lifted his protesting sister onto his shoulder. He jogged back to the poolside and threw Kat in the pool. Gordon whooped and Kat came up, coughing. She gave her brothers a murderous stare, which only prompted more laughter. Scott offered his hand to help her out, and she yanked him in. The blue dye on his skin drifted off like a fuzzy cloud in the pool water. Kat pulled herself out and sat on the edge of the pool. Scott climbed out and shook his head.

"You try to help a sister out and what do you get for it?"

"Right after you lobbed me in the pool!"

"I was only trying to help you as a older brother." He put a hand across his forehead in pretend shock. "How cruel this world can be!"

"At least you're clean now."

Scott was clean now, with only a slight blue tinge. However, his hair was still a vivid shade. Kat ruffled it playfully. It was stiff, and stuck up in random directions. He scowled at her. Then he got up and walked over to Gordon.

"Gordon, you had better hope this comes out or you're going to be hung off the roof by you're ankles." He then stalked off indoors, muttering. Virgil looked at Gordon.

"I don't think he was joking, Fish." Gordon sat down on a lounger and shrugged. Alan sat next to him.

"It'll come out after a vigorous shower. I think." Alan said. Both boys looked uneasy. "I'll be hiding if anyone wants me." Gordon crept off quietly round the back of the house, with Alan following him. Kat walked over and picked up Alan's towel. She dried her hair with it and then slung it over her shoulders. She looked up as Virgil spoke.

"Have you got that camera?"

"No. I had to give it to Dad or let Scott get it."

"Can you go get it?" Virgil's request was met with a soaked towel to the face.

"Get it yourself!" Kat leant back on her lounger and picked up her book. Before she could start reading, her father walked over. He handed Virgil the camera.

"I believe this is yours. Nice shot." Virgil grinned.

"Might make it to the canvas." Virgil said, nodding. He got up and showed Kat the picture. It showed Alan with his hair plastered across his face, looking shocked, with his hand on Gordon's shoulder. Gordon was grinning cheekily. Scott was standing on the poolside, fuming, And blue. She laughed. Virgil wandered indoors, yelling something over his shoulder about taunting Scott. Kat settled down and finally got back to reading her book.