Hi. My name is Alexandria Nicole Scott. But everyone just calls me Alex. And yes, my brother is Nathan Scott. Lucas Scott is my brother too. Half brother actually. I don't know him that well. My dad, Dan Scott, doesn't really care about him at all and is never there for him. It's pretty sad actually. I have the most dysfunctional family ever! My mom is never home because she is always on some business trip and all my dad does care about is his car dealership and Nathan and his basketball. He doesn't care about me at all. But it doesn't bother me at all. I see the way he treats and pressures Nathan with basketball and I would rather be ignored than be treated like that. Nathan and I get along some what well. Were not best friends or anything like we used to when we were little, but we get along. I just wish I had a better relationship with both my brothers.
I am sitting in my room, listening to Fall Out Boy, and reading on my bed. Typical Friday night. Nathan was out with Peyton and some guys from the team. Mom was on a trip, and Dad was probably at the dealership or something. I had the house to myself like usual. And I wasn't even allowed to leave the house because my dad thinks im too young. Please, im thirteen, and why does he care anyway? Then I was interrupted with my thoughts as I heard the front door open. It was Nathan and all his friends. I go downstairs to see what is going on when I run into Nathan.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Going downstairs. I do live here ya know."
Then he picks me up and carries me over my shoulder back to my bedroom and puts me on my bed.
"Me and my friends are downstairs so you need to stay up here until they leave, okay?"
"That's totally unfair! Besides wont dad be mad?"
" We will be out before he even gets home. Some of my friends need to sober up before they go home, so please just stay here."
I felt it was useless to argue so he left and I just pick up my book again. My family sucks sometimes. Actually my family sucks all the time.
