"I'm not touching you. I'm not touching you." My twin brother Sam was taunting me the whole ride down to Santa Carla. He was driving me crazy!

"Mom! Tell Sam to knock it off!" His finger was really close to my head now and I was glaring at it.

"Sam leave your sister alone," said our mother while turning the corner.

"Ewww, what's that smell?" asked Sam.

"That's the ocean air," said our mother. "Get used to it."

"Smells like someone died," said Sam making a gross face.

"That's just your after shave, Sam. You just now figured out you smelled like death."

He turned his head and smirked at me. "Now you know why I taunt you so much." He put his finger close to my forehead. "Im. Not. Touching. You." Then he plucked my forehead and I pounced on him.

"Sam! Torrance!" yelled our mother. "Knock it off!"

"Come on you two," said our older brother Michael sitting in the front seat. "You're not 12 anymore."

I pushed my brother into the door on his side and stared out mine. It hasn't even been ten minutes since we've crossed the border and I already had a fight with my twin brother. When we finally got to my grandfathers place we saw him passed out drunk on the porch. Turns out he was just playing dead.

"Is that my favorite granddaughter?" asked grandpa.

"The one and only," I said smiling and hugged him. "How come you never visit us?"

"I knew you guys were going to end up here eventually, so why bother?"

I rolled my eyes as I found the room I was going to be living in. Not too bad but too many white walls. I took out my posters and taped them all over my room. One of The Breakfast Club and one of St. Elmo's fire, my other posters were of just random bands. There was a knock on my door.

"Come in," I said.

Sam walked in and looked around. "You never change."

"Bite me."

"Moms going down to the boardwalk to look for a job, want to go?"

"Sure."

I jumped off my bed and followed Sam out the door. Sam and Michael sat in the back seat while I sat in the front with mom. It was already getting pretty dark outside when we got there. I followed my brothers to wear the concert was being held. I watched my Michael star at the girl a couple feet away.

"Sam," I said hitting him with my elbow. "Michaels already got his eye on someone. We haven't even been here for 24 hours."

Sam looked over and then looked at Michael. He tried to keep Michaels attention to the concert but when the girl walked away he followed. I grabbed onto Sam's hand and followed my brothers. I was always afraid of getting lost in a crowd like this.

"Your chasing that girl aren't you?" asked Sam keeping up with Michael.

"Don't you two have something better to do then follow me all night?" asked Michael. I got the hint, he wanted to be left alone, and when Michael wants to be left alone, you leave him alone.

"Yeah, I actually do," said Sam and he drug me into a comic book store with him.

I stopped at the entrance and looked around. "Sam, you have got to be kidding me."

He walked ahead of me looking around. I looked behind me and saw that Michael was already gone. "Damn it!" I yelled and stomped my foot. I ran up to Sam and punched his arm. "You owe me for this."

He just shook his head while looking at the comics. I looked to my right and saw some kid staring at us. I looked to my left another was. I grabbed onto Sam's shirt and followed him.

"You guys have a problem?" Sam asked as we turned the corner.

I will have to say the one with the bandana was pretty cute.

"Just checking out your civilian wardrobe…"said the one with black hair.

"And your girlfriend," said the cute one.

"Pretty cool huh?" Sam asked about his outfit.

"I'm his sister, definitely not his girlfriend. Who would go out with…" I pointed to him and made a face. "That?"

The cute one smirked at me but my brother got his attention when he started saying that the Superman comics were in the wrong places which ticked the black haired one off totally.

"Read this," said the cute one.

"I don't like horror comics," said Sam and looked away.

"You'll like this one. It's for survival and maybe you can keep your cute sister protected," said the cute one.

That's not weird I thought.

"Sam, I think we should go and find Michael," I said pulling on his sleeve.

"Yeah, let's go."

"Hey!" yelled the two guys as they saw their comics being stolen.

Sam and I quickly left to find Michael. When we found him we saw the girl he was trailing was with other guys. Sam thought this was hilarious but when I looked at the blond one who had the girl on his bike, I felt a shiver go up my spine.

"Michael," I said taking his arm in mine. He was still staring at the girl. When I looked back up at them the one with the girl smirked at us. "Michael, I want to go home. I don't feel well."