The movers slowly backed out of the driveway, nearly hitting the new
mailbox, as a family of four walked into their new house. Actually, the
two teenagers raced into the house, the older boy shoving the girl out of
the way once they got to the door, quite playfully. The girl ran after the
boy and soon caught up to him, she then reached up and messed up his
already messily cut auburn colored hair. "Renee!" the boy yelled as his
sister slammed the door to her new room behind her.
"Yes, Luke?" the sister, and younger of the two, Renee asked. Behind the door she was smiling widely as she pressed her hands against the door, as to not let her brother, Luke, come in. Her smile widened as she heard footsteps walking away, thinking it was Luke. Her hands left the white door, she walked to her bed, and her hands tightened the ponytail that her dark brown hair was fashioned in.
But, as Luke heard his sister move away from the door, he quickly turned around from his walking away and bolted toward her room. He pushed open the door with his shoulder and hands, smiling as his sister shrieked. "Hey Renee, you should know better then to leave me out there while you fix your hair all pretty." Renee merely shrugged her shoulders and tackled him to the bed. "Or not."
"Not Luke, not. And you should know better then to tell me what to do, isn't that right?" Renee smiled down at her brother as she stated that facts that he knew. Both of them locked eyes with the other, they both had the same green eyes, with smiles on their faces. "You know I could beat you in basketball any day."
"But not in football, that's my sport. That's my baby" Luke said as his smile widened. He always referred to football being the reason that he was single half the time he played, so he called it his 'baby' as a joke with his little sister. "You can have basketball, that's a wimpy sport."
"Is not" Renee shook her head as she closed her eyes, her smile still on her pretty face. "Besides, I love football just as much as you do." By now, the two were off of her small bed and standing. "But, speaking of football, didn't we get here just in time for you to tryout?"
Luke nodded, he knew it was time to try out. Renee gave him a look that asked why he wasn't so excited, and he merely shrugged his strong shoulders. "I don't know sis, what if they don't want anymore guys trying out? I know I was all-star back home, but down there is different then here," he stated, looking at the floor.
Renee put her hand on his shoulder "You're Luke Grant, and I've never heard of any of us Grants givin' up just because we're somewhere new. And, of all people, I know you wouldn't give up that easy" she said with a slight smile. Luke knew she was right, and he nodded once more.
"Ya know what? You're right for once sis, I'm gonna try out this year!" Luke replied, his smile once again coming to hi face. He slammed his fist lightly in the palm of his other hand, and their mother called for dinner.
As the family sat down, they were silent for a little while. But, Luke laughed at nothing in particular, causing the whole family to smile. Luke certainly was a class clown, and at dinner was not an exception to his jokes and laughing. "Luke, Luke!" their father said, trying to calm his son down. Luke, being one to only shut his mouth when his father wanted to talk to him, immediately stopped his laughing and sat up straight. "Thank- you, I just wanted to know what you think about the team this year."
"What do you mean, what do I think about it?" Luke said as he scratched the top of his head. He looked at his father, a bit confused, and shrugged his shoulders.
"You know, about the blacks on it now" his father said, looking at his plate and continuing to shove a steamed vegetable into his mouth.
"Oh, I don't mind. As long as it's football, then I'm game!" Luke answered with a smile on his face again. Renee, who was sitting next to him, raised her hand and the two slapped each other a high-five. "And Renee is gonna help me and all, isn't that right?"
Renee nodded, her father shook his head and looked up at them. "You know how much I hate you being so into sports, you're a girl, not a teenage boy" he said, locking eyes with his daughter.
"Dad, I'm in high school too. Not just Luke. I think I'm old enough to decide what I want to do! Besides, I've heard that the coach's daughter, who is only nine, hangs out and knows as much about football as Luke here does" Renee shot back, as she stood up and looked to her mother. "May I be excused?"
"Ummm… yes, I suppose" her mother mumbled out. Renee nodded and stormed back to her room, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes. She pushed a piece of her dark brown hair out of her face as she flung the door to her room open. Slamming the door behind her, Renee sat on her bed and sighed.
"I'll go check on her" Luke said, his mother nodded, and he stood quickly. He ran his hand through his auburn colored hair, blinked his green eyes, and walked after his sister. Knocking softly at her door, he opened it slowly. "Ri, you alright?"
When Renee heard the nickname he began to call her as a child, she looked up and nodded. "I'm fine, I just hate the way he judges me for being a girl. I love sports just as much as any boy" she said, Luke sat down in front on her on the floor and put his head on her knees. She playfully pushed his head off of her knees and laughed "Luke, you always know how to make me laugh."
"I'm your brother" Luke replied as a fact, she gave him a confused look and soon he continued, "That's my job!"
"Yes, Luke?" the sister, and younger of the two, Renee asked. Behind the door she was smiling widely as she pressed her hands against the door, as to not let her brother, Luke, come in. Her smile widened as she heard footsteps walking away, thinking it was Luke. Her hands left the white door, she walked to her bed, and her hands tightened the ponytail that her dark brown hair was fashioned in.
But, as Luke heard his sister move away from the door, he quickly turned around from his walking away and bolted toward her room. He pushed open the door with his shoulder and hands, smiling as his sister shrieked. "Hey Renee, you should know better then to leave me out there while you fix your hair all pretty." Renee merely shrugged her shoulders and tackled him to the bed. "Or not."
"Not Luke, not. And you should know better then to tell me what to do, isn't that right?" Renee smiled down at her brother as she stated that facts that he knew. Both of them locked eyes with the other, they both had the same green eyes, with smiles on their faces. "You know I could beat you in basketball any day."
"But not in football, that's my sport. That's my baby" Luke said as his smile widened. He always referred to football being the reason that he was single half the time he played, so he called it his 'baby' as a joke with his little sister. "You can have basketball, that's a wimpy sport."
"Is not" Renee shook her head as she closed her eyes, her smile still on her pretty face. "Besides, I love football just as much as you do." By now, the two were off of her small bed and standing. "But, speaking of football, didn't we get here just in time for you to tryout?"
Luke nodded, he knew it was time to try out. Renee gave him a look that asked why he wasn't so excited, and he merely shrugged his strong shoulders. "I don't know sis, what if they don't want anymore guys trying out? I know I was all-star back home, but down there is different then here," he stated, looking at the floor.
Renee put her hand on his shoulder "You're Luke Grant, and I've never heard of any of us Grants givin' up just because we're somewhere new. And, of all people, I know you wouldn't give up that easy" she said with a slight smile. Luke knew she was right, and he nodded once more.
"Ya know what? You're right for once sis, I'm gonna try out this year!" Luke replied, his smile once again coming to hi face. He slammed his fist lightly in the palm of his other hand, and their mother called for dinner.
As the family sat down, they were silent for a little while. But, Luke laughed at nothing in particular, causing the whole family to smile. Luke certainly was a class clown, and at dinner was not an exception to his jokes and laughing. "Luke, Luke!" their father said, trying to calm his son down. Luke, being one to only shut his mouth when his father wanted to talk to him, immediately stopped his laughing and sat up straight. "Thank- you, I just wanted to know what you think about the team this year."
"What do you mean, what do I think about it?" Luke said as he scratched the top of his head. He looked at his father, a bit confused, and shrugged his shoulders.
"You know, about the blacks on it now" his father said, looking at his plate and continuing to shove a steamed vegetable into his mouth.
"Oh, I don't mind. As long as it's football, then I'm game!" Luke answered with a smile on his face again. Renee, who was sitting next to him, raised her hand and the two slapped each other a high-five. "And Renee is gonna help me and all, isn't that right?"
Renee nodded, her father shook his head and looked up at them. "You know how much I hate you being so into sports, you're a girl, not a teenage boy" he said, locking eyes with his daughter.
"Dad, I'm in high school too. Not just Luke. I think I'm old enough to decide what I want to do! Besides, I've heard that the coach's daughter, who is only nine, hangs out and knows as much about football as Luke here does" Renee shot back, as she stood up and looked to her mother. "May I be excused?"
"Ummm… yes, I suppose" her mother mumbled out. Renee nodded and stormed back to her room, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes. She pushed a piece of her dark brown hair out of her face as she flung the door to her room open. Slamming the door behind her, Renee sat on her bed and sighed.
"I'll go check on her" Luke said, his mother nodded, and he stood quickly. He ran his hand through his auburn colored hair, blinked his green eyes, and walked after his sister. Knocking softly at her door, he opened it slowly. "Ri, you alright?"
When Renee heard the nickname he began to call her as a child, she looked up and nodded. "I'm fine, I just hate the way he judges me for being a girl. I love sports just as much as any boy" she said, Luke sat down in front on her on the floor and put his head on her knees. She playfully pushed his head off of her knees and laughed "Luke, you always know how to make me laugh."
"I'm your brother" Luke replied as a fact, she gave him a confused look and soon he continued, "That's my job!"