My phone started playing "Say You'll Stay" and I rushed to answer it. But unfortunately my elder brother decided to beat me to it.
"Ooooo! Who's this? Riker Anthony Lynch? Hmmm. Sounds familiar, what do you think boys?" he asked, as he tossed the phone to my other brothers. They started a game of keep the phone from me as they made catcalls and whistles.
"Give me the phone Cole!" I yelled at my second elder brother who at the moment had it. He pretended to think it over before tossing it back to my third eldest, Nick.
"Nope! Sorry baby sister," he said. I glared at them as the song continued on.
"Man, he must really like you if he hasn't hung up yet," Nick told me, as he looked at my phone. I looked at the couch then back at Nick. I grinned then leapt on the couch then tackled Nick, landing on him, as he landed on the floor. I yanked the phone back, and answered it.
"Hey Riker, sorry it took so long. My-" I was interrupted by Caleb yanking the phone away from me. "HEY!" I yelled.
Caleb grinned, taking off up the stairs to the house with my phone. I heard him talking on it, and took off after him.
"Caleb Ryan! Give me my damn phone back!" I screamed.
Maybe I should pause for a second. My name is Isabelle Roth. And the three you just read about are my idiot elder brothers. From eldest to youngest, it would be Caleb, Cole, Nick and then me. And of course, our baby brother, Riley. Who was actually smart enough to stay away from my phone.
We're in a band called FS6, which means Forever Saved 6. I'm the lead singer, while Caleb and Nick are the bassist and guitarist. My best friend, Amelia, is our keys girl, while our drummer is Austin Ryann, another one of my best friends. You may wonder where we get our number from, since we're called FS6.
The number six is for Caleb and Cole's best friend, Steve, who died because of drunk driving. He was our drummer before Austin could play and was just our extra bassist, and we just couldn't bear to get rid of it because we all know that he is still beside us whenever we're on stage or messing around.
The Riker Anthony Lynch calling my phone would be none other than the Riker Lynch who is in R5… Go ahead, scream like a fan girl, or give me jealous glares through the computer. And yes…
He is my boyfriend. Hence the teasing from my brothers.
Okay… I think that covers everything… Unpause.
I took the stairs two at a time. 'Thank you for long legs'
As soon as I got to our actual house set up, I paused to listen for him. I heard him, so I took off towards the kitchen and saw him hiding behind our mom. She was laughing at us, while trying to make lunch.
"Oh sorry Riker. Isa is currently at band practice and will have to cancel ya'lls outing because she needs all the practice she can get." I leapt towards him. He screamed, and jumped away.
"Shut up! We finished 30 minutes ago Caleb! Give it back!" I exclaimed to him, and chased after him. He ran towards the living room, and let's just say, I have never been more thankful to have two best girlfriends.
Amy tripped him while Austin took the phone and tossed it to me. I raced upstairs to my room, and locked it behind me.
"Hey, you still there?" I asked, as I sat at my computer desk. I heard laughing from the other end.
"Yeah, I'm still here. So are we still on for the carnival at six?" he asked. I smiled, getting butterflies in my stomach.
"Definitely. Is Operation Triple Date still on?" I asked, grinning at the funny code name my boyfriend's younger siblings thought of.
He chuckled. "You bet. Ratliff and Rocky won't know what hit them."
"Neither will Ams and Austin. So be ready by six?" I asked.
"Yep. We'll pick all three of you up at your house," he confirmed. I 'Okayed' him, and we talked for several more minutes before the girls were banging on my door. I told him bye, and went to go unlock it.
"Finallyyyyyy! So what's up?" Austin asked. I grinned.
"Well, we're going to the carnival later… So we need to decide how we're going to do our lovely look," I informed them. They turned to each other and grinned.
"Yes!" they exclaimed. I rolled my eyes, smiling at my girls.
"So, we matching? Or what?" Amy asked. I nodded, shrugging, and went to my wardrobe.
"Well, I say we do orange!" Austin suggested. I looked through my closet and threw out an orange sweatshirt that had a rainbow on it for Austin, a pair of bright orange leggings for Amy to put on under her shorts, and grabbed a pair of orange converse and bright orange sunglasses for me.
"Why do you get the easy stuff?" Amy whined, while putting on her leggings. I gave her a look.
"One, because it's my stuff, and two, orange does NOT go good with my pale complexion. Plus I'm doing orange eye shadow," I told her. She nodded her head, agreeing with my statement.
As they finished getting ready, I checked the time to see it was only four thirty, so I went to my AMAZING bathroom and turned on my curling iron. I grabbed my basic make up and applied the foundation and powder. I searched through my make-up bag, and found my assortment of different eye shadows, and began to apply the orange one, smiling when it looked good enough.
It didn't take long to do the liquid eye liner and mascara and by the time I was done, my curling iron was hot enough to start curling my hair.
"Amy! Can you curl my hair?" I called out to my bedroom. She groaned but walked in none the less.
"You're lucky I love you," she told me as she started curling my hair. Being the awesome hair stylist she was, she finished my hair in no time at all. I checked the time on my phone and saw it was five forty-seven, so I went to my full length mirror hanging on my door and checked my black tank top, and ripped jeans once more, than slid on the orange converse and grabbed the sunglasses.
"Ready girls?" I asked, making sure to slip on my bracelets, and grab my phone and money. They both agreed and as soon as they got their stuff, we heard a honk. I grinned and we all ran down the stairs.
"Bye bros! Bye mom!" I yelled, going to the front hall. "We're gonna be with Riker, Ratliff and Rocky!" I added before my mom asked.
"Okay! Be safe! And home before 2!" she replied. I walked out the door and smiled when I saw my boyfriend's smiling face in the driver's seat of their white van.
I opened the passenger door and slid in. I turned back and saw Amy and Austin in the back with Ratliff and Rocky, so I closed the door. I turned to Riker, and smiled.
"Hey," I said. He grinned, and leaned over the console.
"Hey," he told me, before catching my lips with his. We kissed for a couple of seconds than pulled away, and Riker put the car in reverse and back out of my drive way.
I turned to face Ratliff and immediately started laughing because of the face he was making. I turned back around and tried to stop laughing. Riker just shook his head at us, and placed his hand on my knee. I smiled softly, and laced our fingers together.
'Operation Triple Date… You better work.'