I thought that since we got home late last night, Amber would want to sleep in, but I suppose Amber woke up early because of the smell of food being cooked from downstairs. She body slammed me while I was still in bed asleep, to wake me up. Her and I wrestled in bed for a while until she was able to drag me onto the floor.

" Amber," I growled from underneath her butt. She got off of me and ran downstairs. I pushed myself up and chased after her. We ran into the kitchen, giggling like idiots, in front of my mom.

" Slow down girls, this isn't a playground," she scolded us, " Emma, Amber can you please put these plates on the table for me?" We picked up the plates from the counter, carried them into the dinning room, and set them down on the table. Amber took a few strips of bacon off of one of the plates, and stuffed it into her mouth. She stuck her tongue out, and I snatched one of the strips from her hand then ate it like she had done with the previous ones. My mom shook her head when she came into the dinning room to see already eating.

" To prevent you two carnivores from eating any more bacon, why don't you wake up you farther and the boys," my mom asked as she set down silverware. Before leaving, Amber took one more strip of bacon. We both walked into the living slowly. They haven't woken up yet, and the marker was still on Matt and Rodrick's face. I pointed at them, and Amber started laughing.

I walked over to where my dad was, and tried to wake him up. " Dad, wake up, mom made breakfast for everyone," I said poking him. His eyes opened and replied with a nod of the head. He got up from the chair, and strolled towards the dinning room. I knelt besides Amber who was looming over Luke. She was touching his face, and slapped her hand away.

" Luke, it's breakfast time. You have to wake up." I shook him roughly. He mumbled inaudible words then turned on his side. I stood up and kicked him gently in the back.

" Hey, I'm not a soccer ball!" he barked at me.

" Emma…" Dad's voice was heard from the living room.

" It's breakfast time," I said with a smile. He got up and shoved me backwards.

" Matt, wake up," He said nudging the still sleeping teenager. Matt woke up, and shook Rodrick awake. Amber walked back into the dinning room, and I followed closely behind her. We sat down at the table, waiting for the three boys to show up. Matt and Rodrick sat across from Amber and me, and Luke sat on the left side of me.

" Looks great Mrs. Night. I never get food like this at my house," Matt said. Instead of smiling like usual, my mom starred at him with a confused look. I nudged Amber, and she looked up from her food to see the sharped faces of them. We started to laugh at their marking.

" You two boys got something on your faces," my dad pointed out to them. They started to wipe their faces with the palms of their hands. Luke tried to stifle his chuckling by drinking some orange juice. " Is it gone?" Rodrick asked.

" Nope," Luke smiled, " It's still there. Maybe you should go look in a mirror." Rodrick and Matthew both got up, and ran to the closest bathroom. A seconds later, they were screaming. My mom and dad also got up to go and help them.

" Nice job, both of you," Luke applauded, " Don't worry, I'll take the blame on this. I don't want Rodrick and Matt to kill my little sister and friend over some stupid prank," Luke ruffled my already messy hair. We went back to eating breakfast while the complaints of Rodrick and Matt were audible in the background. My mom came back a few minutes later.

" I don't care how funny this may seem, but drawing eyeliner and polka dots in sharpie on someone's face is…" My mom couldn't finish her sentence because she started to laugh. She sat down across from us after she stopped.

"Who came up with the idea to do this?" She asked.

" It was me mom, sorry," Luke took the blame, but mom didn't buy it.

" I won't tell dad it was you two. The story is I dared you both to do it for a trip to the mall," Amber and I nodded our heads, " Finish your breakfast." My mom got up and left again. We were finished by the time Matt and Rodrick came back. You could see the faint dot marks on Matt's face and the eyeliner and stitching was somewhat faded on Rodrick's face. Neither of them looked happy.

" I was able to take a good majority off, but you boys will have to wash your faces every day for it to fully come off," My dad said. " That's going to be hard for Rodrick, 'cause he only takes a shower once every week. And his mom has to force him to do it," My side note made my brother and Amber laugh like hyenas.

" Actually, I take a shower only three times a week." My mother cringed, and I knew she was thinking how lucky she was that Luke takes a shower every day. As a 'punishment' from my dad, Luke, Amber, and I had to wait for Rodrick and Matt to finish their breakfast before leaving. And even after finishing, we all had to clean the dishes.

My parents left us alone in the kitchen, after supervising for a while. Seconds after my parents left, Rodrick started a water war with Matt and Luke. Amber tried to break it up, but only ended up taking part in their 'battle'. I stayed away from all of them, since I as the only person who did not want to get wet.

" Kid, we're leaving. Both your father and I have some work to finish up. We'll be home later," Mom yelled from somewhere in the house. Luke and I said goodbye from where we were, and the water war continued when the sound of the door shut. Rodrick thought this would be a great time to get me back from last nights events, since I had no parents to go run and complain to at the moment. As the cold water from the sink hose hit my skin, I screamed like any other surprised person would.

" Rodrick, turn the damn thing off!" Eventually the water was turned off by one of the three people who decided enough-was-enough. I was dripping in head-to-toe in water, just like everyone else, and the whole kitchen floor was nearly flooded. I am about ready to kill someone right now.

" What are mom and dad going to say when they see this mess!" I directed my full attention to the oldest person in the room. Luke leaned the against the kitchen wall, and pondered it over for a few moments.

" Look, calm down. Matt, Rodrick, and I will clean it up," the two teenage boys groaned, " Why don't you and Amber go dry yourselves off; you can even take a shower. And by the time both of you come back, everything in the kitchen will be back to normal. Luke escorted Amber and me out of the kitchen, and towards the stairs. I looked back at him before going up. He smiled and waved goodbye.

Amber dashed into the bathroom, while I sat alone in my room awaiting her arrival. Amber was done in less than 15 minutes, and now it was my turn.

" Your shower is so nice," she said as I was exiting the room. I ignored her comment and kept walking into the bathroom. I took my clothes off and stepped into the shower. Hot water hit my skin at a steady place, and it felt very relaxing. I rinsed the conditioner out of my hair, turned the shower off, and stepped out of the tub. I brushed my teeth, rung my hair out one last time, and then stepped out of the bathroom. As I was walking out, I bumped into Rodrick.

" Ugh, I'm getting tired of this Heffley. Watch where you're running, or just stay in one place," I told him as I walked towards my room. I could see Amber's head peer out from the side of the door.

" Maybe you should watch where you are walking," he mumbled. " It's my house! I don't need to be watching anything; only you do!" Rodrick ran back downstairs, while I returned to my room.

" Connecting with Rodrick again, I see. You two seem like a good match," Amber said as she attempted to clip her bra in place.

"Shut up. You don't know anything about us. Besides, I'm not interested in boys like him." I picked up my brush from my bead, sat down, and started to brush my wet hair.

" Then what are you interested in?"

" Tall, handsome, mysterious, loyal, brave, sophisticated, romantic, gallantry, and etcetera. All of those things Rodrick are not, my dear Amber."

" And if he were?" I thought about it for a few seconds.

" Then I guess we might still be friends, but that is a bunch of bullshit anyway. Besides, it's not like prince charming is going to show up any time soon. Until then, I am stuck in high school with immature boys."

" Success!" Amber cheered. He bra was finally clipped together," Maybe you should give Rodrick a chance." I walked up to her and pulled her bra strap backwards then let it go. It hit her skin then unclipped.

" Damn you Emma," She cursed. I laughed then started to change into some clothes. I put on a pair of shorts, yellow tank top, and tied my hair into a ponytail. Amber wore shorts and hoodie. I had to brush Amber's hair for her, because she was too lazy to do it.

" Come on Cody," I said to the dog that was sprawled across my bed. He leaped out of the bed then ran out of the room. Amber and I walked down stairs. Nobody seemed to be home at the moment. Luke's car was gone, but there was a note of the front door.

'Hey Emma! We went over to Rodrick's house to fix his car so he doesn't have to drive to school with us anymore. Come over if you're in the mood, and make sure you walk Cody and Cerberus.' –Big brother Luke/future NFL player. See you at the Super Bowl! And then at the bottom was his signature.

" Does he always put that at the end of every message?" Amber asks.

" No, it's just a joke between my family, and he sometimes does it with his girlfriend." I clipped Cody's leash onto his collar and tossed the other leash at Amber. She caught it with ease.

" What's this for?"

" You heard big brother, we have to walk the dogs. Go get Cerberus from the backyard."

" Come with me," Amber whined then grabbed my hand. She was really frightened of my dog; even though I told her a thousand times he's just a big grumpy sweetheart. We stepped into our backyard and looked around for Cerberus.

" Cerberus," I called for him. I dropped Cody's leash, and he sniffed out his companion. Cody perked his head up as a rustling noise came from the bushes. Amber hid behind my back as Cerberus appeared out from under the bushes with something in his mouth. He stopped at my feet and dropped the object.

" Oh my God, it's a dead bird!" Amber screamed then ran back inside my home. Cerberus chased after her, and her screaming continued. Cody smelt the dead bird then looked up at me. I took his leash and walked back inside. Amber was on top of the kitchen counter while Cerberus was on the floor starring at her. She mouth 'help'. I rolled my eyes and clipped the leash onto Cerberus. After grabbing my house keys and phone, I checked to see if Amber was ready. She was still sitting on top of my counter, eating a bag of chips.

" Get your fat ass over here," I told her. She put the bag down and skipped over towards the door. I handed her Cody's leash then we left. We walked up and down the blocks, until we got to Rodrick's house. His little brother, Greg, was outside playing with his friend Rowley.

" Hey Greg. Hey Rowley," I greeted the preteens.

" Oh, hey Emma," Greg said casually. His friend waved his hand, acknowledging our presence. Amber and I stood in awkward silence as the two young boys petted my dogs.

" Is Rodrick or my brother here?" I asked him after I took notice of the absence of Rodrick's car. Luke's was sitting at the curb, looking untouched. Greg hesitated for a while.

" Yeah, I think they took it to one of the car repair places."

" Thanks Greg." Amber and I started to walk away from them, but Greg ran in front of us.

" You can come inside and wait for your brother," he suggested. I looked at Amber, and she shrugged. We didn't have anything to loose by coming in. Greg led us to the front door and held it open for us. He's so more of a gentleman than his older brother. I respected that he didn't follow in Rodrick's footsteps. Inside was quite, unlike when I was here when I was a little kid.

" You're going to have to take your dogs outside." I nodded my head then let them out through the back door. Cody sprinted off while Cerberus walked away from me casually with a few looking back. He seemed unsure about this. I walked back towards the dinning room where everyone else was sitting. We all sat in silence, except for my finger tapping. Amber kept making weird faces at me, trying to get me to laugh. It wasn't working.

" Do you guys want to play a game?" Rowley asked with a little too much excitement for my taste. He cried out in pain as if someone had kicked him from under the table. I guess Greg kicked him.

" I'm down for a game. How about you, Emma?" Amber turned to me. Greg's face looked puzzled as if he didn't think high schoolers don't like games.

" I'm down, but what type of game are you thinking of?" I flashed Greg a smile, and he started to become nervous and stutter.

" What about that game we played over at Santana's house over summer?" Amber suggested. Can she be more specific?

" Amber, we played a variety of games. Can you be more specific? Was it tag, man hunt, paintball, water wars, baseball-" Amber cut me off.

"Yeah it was water wars!" She beamed with joy. I thought about it for a moment. It was still hot enough to play with water.

" Greg, do you own any water guns or balloons?" I asked him.

" Yeah, but Rodrick keeps them in his room."

" What's water war?" Rowley asked. Amber tried to explain it to him but she kept getting confused.

" Basically, you take a water gun or balloons, and your team mates have 1 minute to hide yourselves and your team flag. After the minute is up, anything can happen. The object of the game is to capture the other team's flag, but if you get shot with water-"

" You're out," Greg attempted at trying to finish my sentence.

" No, let me finish. You can get shot with water, but at the end if you're soaked from head-to-toe in water then your team automatically looses even if you have captured the flag.

" That sounds fun, but we still don't have any water guns." I got up from the table, and started to go up the stairs to Rodrick's room. He needs to learn to share.

" Emma, you can't go in there?" Greg said from behind me as I reached for the doorknob to Rodrick's room.

" Why not?"

" Rodrick will kill you if he catches you in his room," Greg whined. I ignored him then opened the door to Rodrick's room. Greg's cries grew louder as I stepped inside. I do what I want when I want. I wasn't afraid of Rodrick. When I stepped in, it didn't look that bad…oh wait never mind. This was bad, no wait it's not bad; it's completely horrifying. The smell was horrific.

" Oh my God," Amber squeaked from behind me.

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