So i started writting another story. SORRY I DAYDREAMED IT ON MY WALK TO THE BUS STOP! I know i should finish some of my other stories, and i'm trying but writters block seems to have become a bea, and my mind honey... i am getting alot of writters block. please enjoy this story, and the first two chapters may seem uneventful but it's building to what'll happen. please tell me what you think. also many thanks to Kanae Valentine for beta-ing this. :D
L.L.A.P
~Laces
"ERIN! ERIN WHERE ARE YOU!" I screamed. Oh my gravy ma's gonna kill me! I ran around the house searching for my little sister. I could just imagine how I would be describing her to the police. Brown curly hair usually in a ponytail, chocolate colored eyes that are always wide and innocent even though she's bound for trouble, about four foot, full of energy, can't sit still for about five seconds, tan skin, looks to be about six years old. Please tell me you've seen her. I had one job to do today and one job only. Watch the kids. Then Erin goes missing, Hal, John, and Steph were wrestling each other over a toy, Billy, and Mia were arguing over what T.V show to watch, and Wally was chasing our pet duck Spock around the house. The rest of the family was gone working. Even Grandma Jenny was able to find a job. Chances were that she would be fired for doing something crazy though.
All around me were the voices of the kids bickering. I would bet that I was the first fifteen year old to have grey hair.
Finally I had it.
"EVERYBODY QUIET!" I screamed. That got them silent. "Hal, John, give Steph her doll back and play Battle Front together. Billy and Mia, pick something or you're both watching the discovery channel, and Wally, quit chasing Spock or you're cleaning the stables," I snapped. My siblings knew better then to speak out against me.
"Zinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnda," whined Wally.
"Whaaaaaaaaaat?" I mimicked him, whining back.
"What am I suppose to do? I'm bored," he stated.
"Have you seen Erin?" I inquired. My little seven year old brother had a look of sinister evilness on his face.
"Maybe," he answered.
"Where is she?" I growled.
"Aw, I don't know. My memories gettin' kinda foggy. It's hard to clear out," he smiled.
He has watched to many detective shows. I blew a blond strand of my curly hair out of my face. "What do you want?" I inquired with clenched teeth.
"Just… your autographed picture of Michael Jackson."
"No way!" I exclaimed enraged. I loved Michael's music, same went for majority of my family, and my autographed picture of him was my prized possession.
"Okay then. I'm sure Erin will be fine. Who knows. She could be trapped in the attic closet, or fall into the lake, or get hit by a car, or get kidnapped, or aggravate some of the horses, or…"
"You will tell me," I stated giving him a deathly glare. Wally stuck his tongue out at me defiantly.
"Never," he smirked.
"Oh. We'll see 'bout that little bro."
*3 minutes later*
"AHHHHH! STOP IT! ABUSIVE BABYSITTER!"
"I'm your sister, I have the right for cruel and unusual punishment," I smiled with an evil laugh.
"JUST MAKE THE PAIN STOP!" he screamed.
"Then where is Erin?"
"SHE'S IN THE BACKYARD!" I let go of Wally's underwear, and he dropped to the ground.
"I'M TELLIN' MA!" he screamed at me.
"I'm sure she'll also be interested to hear who drove the car into the lake," I smiled. Wally glared at me.
"I hate you."
"My job as a sis," I grinned, and was off to the backyard.
"ERIN!" I called and I heard her giggle near the horse stalls. I ran to look at each horse, and finally I saw that she was on top of one very tall horse giggling happily. I sighed at the fact that she chose on older calmer horse named Snoopy.
"Hiya Zinda," she grinned.
"Hello Erin. How'd ya manage to get up there?" I asked. She shrugged innocently.
"I dunno. Poof?" she answered. I helped her down and said,
"Make sure that you tell me where you'll be goin' next time. Okay?'
"k k," she smiled, and was bounding back to the house. I sighed heavily as I heard some glass shatter from inside the kitchen of the house.
"I have the most destructive siblings in the world."