When I heard my mom was going to get remarried, the worst thoughts ran through my head.
-Flashback-
I saw my brother walk out of our shared bedroom.
"Crap."
"Eli, what's wrong?"
"Mom has that hint in her voice like she's gonna give us some big news," he said bitterly.
We walked down the stairs to find our mom and Harold in the kitchen. Harold. Hate that guy.
"Hi kids, she said calmly, "we have some big news for you."
"What is it this time Mom?" Eli found himself asking.
"Well, Harold and I are getting married."
"WHAT?" Eli and I both yelled.
I ran up to my room crying and heard Eli talking sternly to my mom and he told Harold to go home.
-End of Flashback-
Now I have a stepdad named Harold and 2 stepsisters named Darcy and Clare. Darcy is never around, but I'm kinda jealous of Clare because she gets her own room. Not that I don't like sharing a room with Eli, I just wish I had some privacy.
The wedding was simple and small. My dad even showed up! I haven't seen him in forever. He told me news I didn't want to had gotten remarried and had other children. After he told me that, I sulked off.