I Hate Everything About You..

It had been a week since the day me and Nick became sort-of-friends. And the jerk I had been living with for a year returned.

'Miles, why don't you go see what Nick's doing? You don't have to sit with Tay all night.' my mum said, lifting Taylor from my lap.

'If I must.' I muttered, going downstairs into the basement 'the playroom'.

'Defend the fort, Brianna!' Nicks friend, Ryan, yelled at his little sister.

'What age are you lot?' I asked, walking into what appeared to be a game of knights and castles.

'I'm six.' Brianna smiled. 'And Jaz is three.' she answered for her younger sister. I smiled at them, and walked over to Ryan and Nick.

'Arent you two a little old for knights and castles?'

'No!' Nick protested. Jabbing my side with a foam sword.

'Gimme that!' I yelled, grabbing the sword and jumping into the game.


'Ryan! You, Brianna and Jaz have to go home! Paul will drive you.' my mum yelled, coming into the basement. Brianna and Jaz had fell asleep, and we had laid them on the couch - however, we were still playing.

'Ok, Mrs Lucas.' Ryan said, before waking his sisters and going upstairs.

'Hmm. Arent you two a little old for knights and castles?'

'NO!' laughed me and Nick simultaneously.

'Well, its good to see you two get along. But you need to come for sleep - school tomorrow, remember.'

'Aww. I miss holidays already.' Nick mumbled, walking upstairs slowly.

'Me too.' I agreed, following him.


'Are you ready yet?' Nick yelled, knocking on my bedroom door.

'No! Just a few minutes, promise!' I replied. It was the first day of school, and I wanted to look perfect. Well, my perfect. Which is a bit of Cyndi Lauper, Katie Waissel and casual mixed. I didn't like fitting in, so all of my clothes were out of the ordinary.

I was currently wearing salmon pink tights, a rainbow layered short skirt, bright yellow trainers, an aqua blue t-shirt and I had my hair curly, with a bright yellow hair band in it.

I quickly outlined my eyes and grabbed my bag, before running outside to meet Nick.

'That outfit is… interesting.' He said, eyeing me up and down.

'Better than yours.' I retorted. Seriously? Jeans, converse and a sport jacket? EVERYONE would be wearing that.

'Can both of you just get down here?' Paul yelled.

'Coming, dad!' Nick called. I ran downstairs after him.

'I'll take them today, Paul.' My mum said, taking the car keys.

I know its short.. But I don't wanna give away too much of the plot.

Anyway, people, I know most of you wont know Katie Waissel, but just pretend you do xD