"Charles. You are the worst brother in the history of worst brothers!" I yelled.
"Yeah!" Matthew joined in outraged. "Now we're all going to get in trouble!"
"First, my room. Then, you kill my dog."
Matt coughed.
"Excuse me. Our dog," I corrected myself. "And now this."
We stared at the swirl of blue and pink light blocking the fire place.
"We are so grounded," Matthew said.
"No we're not!" Peter yelled.
"Is there something wrong," Mom asked from the kitchen. She was probably making lunch, you never knew those days.
"Nothing's wrong! What could possibly be wrong! What do you take us-"
Charlie and I put a hand over Matthew's mouth. He panics under pressure and is a dead giveaway. He immediately shuts up.
"We are so grounded," Matthew repeats.
"No. We're not!" Charles yelled.
"Charles's right, Matt," I announced.
Charlie took a step back. "I am?"
"Of course you're right! You know why? Because you're gonna get rid of it!"
"I've heard enough yelling," Mom yelled back. "I'm coming in there."
Charles just glared at me. Then he said, "Ok. I know exactly how to get rid of it."
"Thank god," Matt said dramatically.
"After you," Charlie said right before he pushed me into the lights.
It went from blue and pink to pitch black.
Well here's the prologue. I know that it's short and that it doesn't have any reference to Gossip Girl yet, but I'll update soon and it will start to make sense. The next Chapter takes place an hour before the prologue. I know it's confusing, but stick with me. Please review!