My Life with the Gray Brothers- (Intro)
Written By: Rina Long 3
Hello, my name is Rachel (It's pronounced "Ra-shell") Arabelle Gray. I am 13 and the 3rd Gray, one of the middle ones. I'm not famous like my brothers, but I'd like to be. I have 4 brothers. The oldest is Jason, the second oldest is Shane, my closest brother in age is Nate, and then the absolute youngest is Frankie. He, by far, is my favorite.
We have a dad and a (evil) step mom.
Our real mom, Roselle Gray, died when Frankie was 3.
Our dad was really depressed when Mom died, but a year later, he married Elizabeth Mary-Gray.
Elizabeth doesn't like ANY of us… At all! Then again, we don't like her very much, either. So it's even.
She's one of those high society rich people who don't care for anyone else.
She and my dad are quite wealthy and live on a huge estate in Beverly Hills. We live in a nice house.
It has wood floors throughout and the kitchen is beautiful. We all have our own bedrooms, but not all of us have our own bathrooms.
Jas has the master bath; Nate has his own bathroom too. Shane has his own bathroom as well, but every so often, someone has the duty of cleaning Shane's bathroom when he's sick. And trust me, Shane's bathroom is a nightmare's nightmare!
Frankie and me share a bathroom. I got to choose the color for the bathroom and I chose my favorite color, HOT PINK! And surprisingly, Frankie's okay with the pink-ness of the bathroom.
Luckily for Nate, Shane, Frankie, and me, Jason is one of our legal guardians. YES!
So we live in our dead mom's house and Jason takes good care of us.
Jas makes sure Shane doesn't make our live THAT miserable, makes sure that we eat our veggies, and that Nate, Frankie, and I do our homework.
Jas, Nate, Shane, Frankie, and I get along pretty well. We fight occasionally like any other siblings. When we do fight, it's a big fight. No one talks o each other for a couple of days, but we get over it.
We look out for each other and make sure everyone's okay.
Everyone has their own jobs and chores around the house when my older brothers are at home.
Jason, Nate, and I take turns cooking, even though Shane says Jason's job is breathing down our necks. In Jas's defense, if he didn't breath down our necks, nothing would get done.
Shane does the dishes almost every night and does the laundry. The first time he did the laundry, he mixed the darks and the whites and Nate's white jeans were tie-dyed green, purple, and blue. Boy, was Nate mad!
Frankie is the apprentice of all of the chores going on the house. He's learning everything there is to know about chores.
We all have our own quirks, like Shane is a "pop star with a bad boy attitude". So it's our job to keep Shane's feet on the ground.
Jas's quirk? He's to girl-crazy.
Nate is just a perfectionist.
Frankie is plain messy.
And me… I don't know, I think I'm an angel! Probably not, but I'm close.
My brothers (including Frankie) went to Camp Rock this year, so I am left at my ESM's (evil step mother) house.
I think I rank lower than the maid. Sad isn't it?
Well, find out how my life will be!