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"Sure," I said, shrugging my shoulders. Swimming sounded fun, but I didn't see a pool when we came in, I wonder where we're going.
Max smiled, and grabbed Iggy's hand before bounding up a set of stairs to where their bedrooms most likely were. Peter frowned at me.
"I don't want any funny business from you, Mister. You got that?" He asked, his blue eyes flashing dangerously.
"Yes, Sir." I said, honestly scared. Peter was a rather large man, standing at six foot eight and heavily muscled. He nodded once before getting up from the couch and following Charlotte, Ella, and Dr. M.
"Go get your bags and follow me." He shot from over his shoulder. I could tell that Peter was a man that demanded respect, where ever he went.
I got up, and went to the car to pull out my suitcase, and brought it inside, going to the hall where Peter disappeared down.
"Fang, your room is this one. Your sister is a couple doors down. You need to be in your room by or before midnight. I don't care if you go to bed, but you just need to be in your room. No exceptions. Put your trunks on and when your finished, we'll meet you in the living room." Peter explained, very curt. I could tell that he didn't like me much.
I dragged my bag into the room, it was nicely decorated, light blue walls and white accents. I dropped my bag on my bed and pulled it open, riffling through it's contents before pulling out my black trunks.
I slipped them on, and grabbed a towel and my sunglasses, before walking out of the door, closing it behind me. When I turned around, there was Ella. Man, she did not look respectable. I would say trashy, but she's my sister.
"C'mon Fang!" She pranced around me. Her bathing suit looked whore-ish, with half of her "assets" as she called them, hanging out. She wore too short shorts, and a pair of platform wedge sandals. Uggh! Why was she my sister?
Ella grabbed my hand and started to drag me back down the hallway to the living room where Iggy and Max were sitting on the couch. Max had put her hair up in a sloppy bun on top of her head, and she wore a loose yellow shirt over her two piece. Over her bottoms, she had on a pair of blue and white striped shorts, yellow flip flops, and a floppy hat. Iggy only had a pair of light blue swim trunks, no shirt, only two towels; his and Max's.
When Ella and I came into the room, Max perked up, and Iggy lazily looked up from the television show that they were watching. "You ready?" Max asked, standing up and nudging Iggy with her foot.
Ella slunk toward Iggy, trying to look sensual. It disgusted me. Apparently, it disgusted Iggy too. "Well hi there, Handsome." Ella said, trying to make her voice sound husky. I looked over to Max, she shivered.
"Eww... Dude, that's my brother. Go find somebody else to terrorize." Max said, her hands on her hips. Ella sneered at Max and flipped her brown hair and turned back to Iggy, walkig her fingers up his arm.
"So, do you like, work out?" She asked, and Iggy snarled at her before standing up and walking over to Max.
"Are we all ready?" Max asked, looking at Ella and I. I nodded.
"Then lets go!" Iggy exclaimed, bouncing back from his episode with Ella. He motioned with his hands to follow him and Max through the kitchen and out of the back door. We followed.
