Author's note: Hello! I'm new to so please be nice for just one short chapter, thank you very much! :)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own McFly even thought I wish I did
"Damn!" I shout when my hair straighteners burned my skin.
"Don't say that, Becca!" my little sister, Danielle, screams at me.
"It's not that bad, Dannie!" I scream back.
Our house is like a war zone full of people ready to kill each other every step they take, seven in total. My big brother, Sam, my little sister, Danielle, my mum, Ellen, my twin brother and sister, Josh and Beth, my dad, William, my big sister, Candice, and me, Becca. Full house, right?
I'm twenty-one. I know how stupid it is that I still live with my parents, but I'm moving out soon, with Carmen who is twenty-three. Candice and I are really close and we tell each other everything even if it's seriously embarrassing.
"What are you two fighting about again?" Candice asks walking into my room with three big boxes in her arms.
"Nothing," I say. "More boxes?"
"Your moving out, yeah more boxes!" she laughs and places the boxes on my bed. "The top one is for some of your clothes, and the second one two, oh, and the third one is for your electronic items that won't fit in your pocket," she grins.
She knows exactly how much I love my phone, ipod, laptop, hair-dryer, and my fabulous hair straighteners. "Fine by me. Now get out, I need to change for this stupid job interview," I say and walk her to the door.
"Right, good luck with that," she grins and I shut the door behind her.
I change into smart but casual clothes, trying not to make too much of an effort. I drag myself downstairs and sit at the kitchen table, watching my brothers and sisters bite each other, scratch each other's faces, and kick each other under the table. Heaven.
"Beth give me my pancake back!" Josh shouts as Beth throws it across the room, landing next to our dog, Lisa. "Don's eat it, Lisa!"
Too late. Lisa is munching away on a pancake Josh never got the chance to taste.
"Here, Josh, have mine, I'm running late for this interview," I say and hand over my pancake to Josh who is smirking at Lisa while he takes it.
"Thank you, Becca," he says and pulls a face at the rest of the kids, eating away happily.
"Right, see you later, yeah?" I say and head out the door.
"Remember, Becca!" mum shouts after me. "If you want to be a good manager, always do what they ask you to do!"