Chapter 2: Jason
" Jason, could you please come down here, I need your help wrapping presents for your dad." Stupid mother. She can wrap the tacky coffee mugs herself.
" Whatever mother. But I think you have the ability to do it yourself." I shoot back. She will never understand me and the amazing stuff that I am capable of doing. Not helping her wrap stuff for Dad.
" Fine, Jason, but can you please help me with your sister? She is driving me crazy with her little cars!"
Well, well, well, speak of the devil herself. She is the most annoying kid, no, person, you can imagine. She is five years old and she never stops babbling about how she is the smartest kid in her class! Well, news flash, Olivia! I'm twelve years old, in seventh grade, and I am way smarter than you! What's the square root 361? Do you know how to do that? NO! So will you just stop bragging about everything?
" Um…no. She is so rude and I wish she would go to….."
" JASON! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW OR ELSE YOU'RE GROUNDED!"
" Fine… Edith." That will teach her not to raise her voice at me. She is now dead to me. Stupid Edith. Should have never had me if she was going to treat me so poorly. Now she is getting the consequences. Ha.
" Jason I swear to God if you…"
" If what? Call you by your real name? Well guess what! I will call you whatever I want for as long as I live! So back off, EDITH!"
" Go."
" Go where? To my room? Well if you think that I will…"
" Just go. Now."