A mistake

Chapter 1:

Saturday.

I just hate Saturdays. Every Saturdays she has a go at me, my mum, of course.

"oh, Katie, do your bed room now, it's in a right state. I've got guests coming over tonight. Also make sure you help Joe clean his room."

Katie. That's me. I'm only 16, my mum Linda, my little brother Joe and as for my dad he passed away almost 2 years ago.

"mum, why do I have to help? Tell him to do it him self" I shouted.

"Katie, please just help him honey, I'm really busy cooking, unless you want to do it."

"No, way mum, no way. I'll just help Joe" I said.

Believe me or not but Joe is just one hell of a lazy boy, he never cleans his room. But I still love him. I'm just to tired to do anything for a while. I just came back from the gym. I go gym every Saturdays from 9 – 10am.

It was 10.30. I was sitting in front of the mirror admiring my self, I felt like going to sleep, but knew that I couldn't. I've always loved my hair, lovely soft and silky, the colour of chestnut. Were as my eyes, a lovely soft green. The colour blue runs in my family. Joe, mum, and dad all have blue for eyes. Dad said that I was always the different one in the family, especially with the eyes. Because no one ever had green eyes in my dad's and mum's family.

"Katie, hurry up with the cleaning and come and help me here." Mum shouted from down stairs. I looked up at the time and realized that it's already10:55. So, I thought I might as well hurry up and relax later. So I began clearing my room up. It had only taken me 7 minutes to clear my room up. Then I went on tiding Joes bed room. When I entered his room it was in a rite state, I thought I could kill him, but he was lucky because he wasn't home, other wise I would of have screamed my head of. He had toys laying around everywhere, he had his blanket on the floor, with empty packs of crisps on the floor. So I began clearing up, I felt sorry for my self, having to do all this, but then again I had no other choice, but to clean it. After I finished doing Joe's room boy was I exhausted. I just couldn't believe the amount of mess he had in his room. So I went downstairs to get a glass of water, when the door bell rang. I opened the door and saw 2 boys standing there.

I couldn't believe my eyes and froze at the site. Man, am I dreaming or is he just naturally that buff. I stared at him from top to bottom, and realized that he had his hand on his hips. He looked around 5 foot and 5 inch. He had the most amazing forest green colour eyes, that I've ever seen. He had silky, soft, fluffy hair, that fell on to his eyes. Indeed he was very fit. May be I should repeat my self because he was just sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo buff. Just by looking at him I could almost tell that he was around my age. But any way the other boy was just like him around 13 – 14.

The older guy broke the silence by saying to me, "can you please help us? Were lost and would like to know were Chester road is." he had such sweet voice, how could I refuse, so I said "sure." And gave him instructions of which way to go. After I finished saying what I wanted to say I stopped. And looked at him and said "got that" and all he said was "yeap."

He then took a step towards me, "thank you" the big boy replied, looking me from top to bottom. So I decided to take a step towards him, I had my face about 5 inches away from his, looked him straight in the eye and said making my voice quite and gentle "my pleasure". And then they walked off, I stayed at the door for a while, looking at them until they disappeared in the corner of the road. "I wish I knew who he was." I whispered to myself, shutting the door behind me.