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Marc's POV
"We refuse to live with you! You demonic, evil, heartless, satanic woman! Last time we stayed with you, you tried to send Megan to finishing school and me to military school!" Lee screamed turning redder than his spy suit.
A large neon sign is currently flashing 'DANGER, WILL ROBINSON!' in my head. I sigh and try to grab him, before he commits murder. Not that anyone would miss her, but still murder is wrong.
Everything was going downhill. First mom and dad die, and now Aunt Trudy wants custody of us. Well she showed up today out of the blue, she didn't even come to the funeral, demanding for us to come with her.
"Shut the hell up you ungrateful brat! I can take you since I am the only relative you have left that is not in prison!" Trudy snapped. That was a low blow. I see Tony flinch and Megan hugs him. Heartless woman, we just lost them a week ago and you weren't even at their funeral! How dare you come here? I can feel the heat crawl up my neck as I clench my jaw. I try again to grab Lee but he manages to evade me.
"Tony hand me a knife! Since this harpy, that is so ugly Medusa herself flees from her hideousness, just reminded me that we share the same blood I wish to shed my own to purge myself from her DNA!" Lee howled. I am kind of impressed; I never knew Lee knew about mythology. Or the word 'purge' for that matter, I'm surprised he used it correctly! But I do need to keep him from killing himself. I couldn't bare it to lose any other loved one right did Aunt Trudy mention someone in prison? Dad is an only child and mom and Trudy didn't have any other siblings. Did they?
"Lee calm down! Go finish packing! Tony put the knife down! Megan don't you dare do what you are thinking of doing." I say while finally grabbing Lee's red shirt. I saw his silver green eyes cloud with rage as I pull him back. Man he needs to let this anger go, or else it will eat him up inside! The Jedi way is useful, and Lee needs to use the rule about having no anger.
"What makes you think I'm doing something?" Megan asked sweetly. I can clearly see the hammer behind her back. She is usually sneakier about these things, I am kind of disappointed.
"You exist! Therefore, by default, you have to be plotting something. I know you hate the being that shares Mom's DNA, but murder is highly frowned upon, so please put down the hammer." I whisper as she helps me drag Lee up the stairs. Clover has now taken over in the fight with Trudy. Too bad I have to calm down Lee, otherwise I would be watching this catfight with popcorn. Clover is evil, it would be interesting to see her and Aunt Trudy fight. My money is on Clover though.
Megan and I shove Lee into our bedroom. She puts him a headlock while I walk over to my desk, which is now almost bare, and grab the silver roll of duct tape. I tear a piece off and slam it over the still screaming Lee's mouth. His eyes grow wide and he shoots me a hateful look. I sigh and roll my eyes. 'We need to keep you from killing someone, don't hate us for trying to keep you out of prison.' I think while glaring right back at him.
"Calm down, Clover is handling it. We won't have to live with Trudy; she waved the rights the last time she spoke to Mom. I know you have a personal vendetta with her but let the adults handle it. I would love to never see her again, and with Clover and Blaine handling it, we all will never have to see her after today. Tomorrow we move. Just calm down Lee." Megan said as she forced Lee to sit after releasing him from the headlock. She always could get him to calm down. I wish I had that talent.
Megan looks extremely tired though. i know she hasn't been sleeping well, none of us have been to tell the truth. Yet she is stepping up and acting like, well, mom. It hurts to admit but it is true.
I can visibly see Lee's anger leave. His shoulders sag and for the first time in a week, I see his eyes water. Glad to know he is human enough to cry. Tony comes in, followed by two girls that look about his age. These must be Clover's kids. They were supposed to show up soon.
One girl had long blonde hair that reached her ribs and bright green eyes that are lighter then Megan and Tony's. She was wearing a purple dress, white tights, purple boots, a white jacket, a purple and white scarf, and white gloves. I am guessing she likes the colors purple and white. Glancing at her immediatly dislike her. She seemed so fake, like, she wanted to be perfect. Sorry purple girl, perfection does not exist.
I would never be able to say this out loud though. My thoughts may be loud but when I try to speak, not so much.
The other girl has black hair that reaches her chin; her hair is kind of like Megan's, and very blue eyes. She is wearing black pants, a blue camouflage long sleeve shirt, a silver vest, and army boots. She is the complete opposite of the girl in purple. Oh god! Please don't ask me anything. I don't speak well to girls! The only girl I can talk to is my sister! I can feel myself turn red as I avoid their eyes.
"Like, are you guys, like, Mom's agents?" Purple dress asks. I nod as I feel my throat go dry. Why is she even wearing a dress in the middle of winter anyway?
"Yeah, I'm Megan Clark. Tony is the midget with black hair and green eyes. Lee is the really tall thirteen year old with super tall hair. Yes his eyes are real, they aren't contacts. Marc is the smart one; don't let his weird spiky hair fool you. No we don't know how his eyes can be silver yet brown." Megan said. Why she added the random stuff I have no idea. Did people really think Lee's and my eyes were colored contacts?
"I'm Andréa Tyson and this is like my sister Chloe. I'm the older sister, though we are like twins! We just like turned eleven." Purple dress (AKA Andréa, AKA Blondie, AKA Valley girl) said with a smile.
"Please forgive her stupidity, she is blonde!" Chloe said in a lazy tone. Good to know not all twins get along.
"Like, shut up!" Andréa snarled, trying to look tough. I snort, this girl isn't intimidating at all. Little girls who try to look older than they already are just can't be taken seriously. It is a fact.
"My brain it is melting! If she says like one more time…" Lee trailed off in a very soft whisper. I heard him and had to hide a snort. Chloe gave us a glare and punched Lee on the shoulder, very hard from the look on his face.
"What the hell?" He snarls standing up. He has several inches on her. She and her sister are barely taller than Tony.
"I am the only one who can make fun of Andréa." Chloe says as she grabs her sister, and abducts ours. Megan's pink ankle boots are the last thing we see as the twins drag her to her room. Who knows what horrors are going on in there right now!
Hours later, Clover defeated the evil Trudy and Megan escaped the Tyson twins. Those girls are really weird. All Andrea does is talk about the vomit inducing waste of paper also known as Twilight. All Chloe does is pick a fight with Lee. The current score between them is four to four. Five hours and eight fights, that has to be a record.
Lee likes her, even if he doesn't know it yet. Its obvious that he would fight with her. I mean, why else would he bother arguing with her?
Megan is talking to Andréa about the pathetic excuses for vampires. A real vampire is Dracula, a heartless killer. Not a glittering, pathetic, sad excuse for a vampire like Edward.
I am packing up the office, to avoid Andréa telling me I look like Mike Newton. Who the heck is he anyway?
No one else dared to come in the office anymore, it was Dad's space, but we have to get all of Dad's paperwork put away. I place folder after folder into a box. I slice my finger on one folder and drop it, the papers inside fly out. I quickly suck the blood, oh the irony! If that Jazz person attacks me I'll have Lee avenge my death! Let him go psycho on a vampire. He needs to release some anger!
I grab the papers and am ready to shove them in the folder when I read my name. I can feel my eyes widen as I look at my adoption certificate, then Lee's adoption certificate. Looking even closer I can see they are false! wait the heck?
Oh great. I hear movement outside the door and shove the papers into my laptop case. I run my hands through my hair thinking a mile a second. I need to investigate this. Like, now.
Dear god valley girl is contagious!