This right here is a story that I've had in mind ever since I started writing here. March 2019 to anyone's who's wondering. That's when I first searched for Nicky Ricky Dicky & Dawn FanFiction on google, and found this site. I actually had the thought in mind even before that. I thought that if I were to write NRDD fanfiction, this was a strong candidate. For some reason it took me five months to do it!

Just to be clear (because some people can be very judgemental and annoying), this story is not a copy of any of the other older-sibling-stories that have been written for this fandom.

And here it is! Oldest by six years!

I'm Lexilee Harper. I'm seventeen years old and a junior at Boulder Academy. But what's so interesting about me? Nothing really. All I am is a normal gal. If you're looking for interesting, you've gotta leave Boulder Academy, and go all the way back to Edgewood. Somewhere there you'll find four little eleven-year-olds. They're not hard to find at all; They're extremely loud. And they're also my siblings. My siblings who are fraternal quadruplets, with only 26 seconds between the oldest and youngest. They're a total pain in the ass... but they're cute. I can't deny that, but they certainly will. But of course, they're not always cute. Like just a couple of weeks ago, Dicky was sick as a dog. That was not cute.

Anyway, what more?... I've got the classic family hair color; dark blonde. The only one who doesn't have that is Nicky. But me and Nicky do have identical eyes. Other than that I look more like Dawn. I wouldn't be surprised if her looks turn out exactly like mine in six years. That is of course unless she gets plastic surgery, but mom would never let her do that.

It's cute to hear her and Ricky argue over who's the leader, and that she's just four seconds older. The only thing I can think of when they fight like that is that I'm the very oldest by six years. If anyone's the leader, it's me.

Dicky and Nicky always just stay out of it, because they know that they don't even have a chance of being the leader. I don't even think they really care about it either. Dicky might try to be the leader every now and then, and Nicky can complain about the older three being controlling, but other than that, they're completely fine with each other. Most of the time...

Okay, that's a lie, they fight all the time. Just the other day I walked in on Dicky stacking paint cans in the garage... Wonder what that was about...

My mom and dad own a sporting goods store called "Tom's Get Sporty!". Pretty cheesy name if you ask me, but it's a good ego boost for dad. I have to admit that the berry smoothies in the café are prize-worthy though. Why does he have to ruin his smoothie reputation with flavors like Mango Squash Onion?

That's my family I guess. People see us as extraordinary because we have quads, when at the end of the day we're not more unusual than any other neighbor family.

But what is this story about? Well... it's about a very interesting experience I had with the quads a few months back. Let's get to it!

I swung the door to my room open, and ran through the corridor.

"Lexi!" mom shouted for the fifth time. "Breakfast's ready!"

"I told you I'm coming!" I shouted back as I ran down the stairs.

"Lexi!"

"Mom!?"

The annoyance was just building up inside of me when I stormed into the kitchen. I didn't say anything, but I think I did enough for them to understand I was annoyed. Mom didn't say anything either, but she looked weirdly excited. She was smiling from ear to ear, and almost danced between the counter and table as she gave the quads their cereal bowls.

I got over to the counter on my own, and I grabbed my own cereal bowl from right under mom's hand as I gave her a death glare. I thought about telling her "I can get my own cereal", but decided against it.

"What are you so annoyed about?" Ricky asked, poking his nose into things as usual.

I looked up at him with a pinched smile.

"Is that really any of your business?"

"No," Ricky responded, making it sound more like a question.

"Actually it is," Dawn commented. "She's mad, and we're the ones who pay for it."

Rather than adding another unnecessary statement to the conversation, I just ignored them. This wasn't worth my energy. I pulled my phone out of my pocket while I started scooping spoonfuls of Froot Loops into my mouth.

"Lexi, put your phone down," mom ordered.

I looked up at her, the phone still in my hand.

"Why?" I asked.

Of course, I knew what she would say, but there was no reason for me to follow that.

"Breakfast is one of the only times in the day when we actually talk to each other as a family!" mom stated in a pleading tone.

"Talk as a family?" dad entered the room. "What, you mean arguing?" he laughed to himself, before mom hit him on the arm.

"Tom!?"she whisper-hissed to him.

"He's right though," Ricky said, shrugging.

If it wasn't considered child abuse, mom would probably have hit Ricky too in that moment. Instead of doing that, she just took a deep breath, grabbed her bowl of yogurt and quinoa, and sat down in her chair. Dad grabbed his sandwich, and then we were all silent. So much for the talking together as a family. Not even mom was making an effort to start a conversation.

The breakfast went on as usual. I was on my phone, scrolling through Snapblap stories. Dawn and Ricky argued quietly. Nicky sat in his own world, and whenever he looked away, Dicky took a sip of milk from Nicky's glass. Dad looked to be pretty lost in his thoughts as well, since he was just staring at a syrup stain on the table. Mom was barely eating her yogurt. She looked a little on edge, like she was thinking about saying or doing something, but she wasn't sure if she should do it or not. I guess she decided she was going to say it, because the next second she suddenly spoke.

"Lexi. You know that you've been wanting a car lately?"

That made me look up, suddenly filled with interest. I leaned forward a little, while still keeping cool, even though my heart was starting to race.

"Yeah?"

"Well...," mom and dad exchanged a smiley look. "We think it might be time."

"Really?" I straightened my back again and gaped.

"Really!" mom confirmed. "I mean you know how to drive, and come on... you can't keep driving around in the minivan."

"I know," I nodded. That was something I had known for a really long time. I was just waiting for her to realize it. "So does this mean I'm getting a car?"

"Maybe," mom smiled, giving away that it definitely wasn't a no.

"Yes!" I stood up, and started celebrating. "I'm getting a car! I'm getting a car!" I exclaimed with a little tune to it.

"Remind me to never get in the car she's driving," Dawn sneered.

"Dawn!" Mom spat.

Instead of apologizing or anything, Dawn just rolled her eyes.

"You have to get in the vehicle when she's driving it," mom proclaimed.

"So, how well can she drive?" Nicky asked. Of course he was worried I would crash them. Classic Nicky...

"She's been driving for over a year," Tom responded, calming Nicky down a little.

It was clear he wasn't fully on board with the idea of being in a car that I was driving. The only quad who seemed remotely okay with getting in my car was Dicky.

"Can she drive us wherever we want?" he asked inquisitively.

"Yeah, sure," dad cheerfully answered at the same time as mom said; "We were thinking she'd drive you to school and stuff."

The second after they'd given their answers, mom gave dad a disappointed look. He swallowed a piece of sandwich with a gulp before changing his answer completely.

"School, yeah. Only school."

"Only?!" Dicky slammed his hands onto the table in shock.

"But it's the beginning of summer break!" Nicky complained. Suddenly he seemed to be okay with this whole thing.

"Why can't she drive us places during the summer?" Ricky asked. He made a valid point, but unfortunately, mom and dad has a valid response.

"Because there is no car until the start of your school year."

"What!?" Now it was my turn to slam my hands onto the table surface. "I thought you said it was time for me to get a car!"

All of a sudden smiles appeared on both mom and dad's faces.

"What's so funny!?" I shouted at them. This was no time for smiles!

All they did was stand up.

"Lexilee," mom said. I looked away immediately; I hate when people use my full name. "Would you come with us?"

I didn't voice an answer, but I stood up, and crossed my arms. Dad took the lead, and walked out of the kitchen. Mom followed, and I was close behind. To no surprise, the quads also followed. A fact that mom quickly noticed.

"Just Lex," mom demanded. She did a little gesture with her hand for them to go back into the kitchen.

Unwillingly, they went back in.

"And no eavesdropping!" dad shouted at them when he spotted Dawn peeking out from the kitchen.

He proceeded to open the front door, and gestured for me to go outside first. Not expecting anything strange, I took a few steps out. Then mom came from behind and put her hands over my eyes.

"Mom! Stop!" my hands automatically went up to my eyes to remove her hands.

"No, honey, we have a surprise," she revealed.

I quickly let my hands fall down.

"Okay. Okay," I said, starting to nod slowly.

I was suddenly excited again. Who knew what this surprise could be?

Mom started to slowly lead me forward, but with every step, her foot kicked my ankle.

"Mom, you're kicking me."

"I'm sorry, sweetie," she said insecurely.

"Does 'I'm sorry' stop you from kicking?"

I heard dad laughing, and although I didn't see it, I know mom rolled her eyes. And a quick change of subjects confirmed she didn't want to talk about her big feet.

"The steps are coming up."

I nodded slowly again, and very carefully lifted my foot. It was pretty uncomfortable feeling it go lower than my other foot, and soon I hit the step, safe and sound. I repeated the same action, and soon I was down on the concrete path. All mom did was turn me 90 degrees, and she started counting down.

"Three... Two... One!"

She removed her hands from my face, letting me see what's in front of me. What I saw on the grass immediately made me gasp and take a step back.

"No way!" I shouted.

"Yes way!" mom confirmed that what I saw on the lawn was mine.

"An RV!? How!?"

On the lawn stood a big, white RV, with a swirly black pattern on the sides.

"A Get Sporty costumer has a few of these, and he was looking for someone to rent it out to over the summer while his family goes to Hawaii," Dad explained, half-chuckling at my excitement.

"This is awesome!"

"Where's the car key!?" the boy quads suddenly bulged out of the house, and Dawn came close after then with her arms crossed, and a frustrated face.

"What?" I turned around.

"You said there's a car key," Ricky told me I had said.

"Or RV?" I suggested, and Ricky mouthed a quick "oh."

"What about Morty?" Dicky asked.

"Who's Morty?" Dad asked.

"You said you met Morty Costumer, who has a few trees."

"No, he said a Get Sporty Costumer has a few of these," I explained and pointed to the RV.

Dicky's expression showed he got it.

"One more thing," Nicky added. "Is this family going to Hawaii?"

Me, mom and dad shook our heads.

"And this is why they shouldn't eavesdrop," I whispered to mom, who nodded in agreement.

"I told you you were wrong," Dawn stated, looking at the boys with a disappointed face.

"Then what is happening?" Ricky asked. He was now looking at my temporary RV.

"I got an RV," I answered quickly, not hesitating to rub it in their faces.

I ran up to it, and jumped onto the little steps, where I grabbed the door handle, and started swinging myself side to side.

"And we know what you're gonna do with it!" mom excitedly said, rubbing her hands together.

"I'm gonna go to Lakewood with Caleb, Meadow and Sam" (Caleb was my boyfriend, and Meadow and Sam are my best friends, who are also dating each other).

"No, you're not," mom said.

I stopped swinging, and turned around. Mom and dad were standing there on the path, smiling like idiots, and looking at me and the quads.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Me and Anne are going to my sister's house to take care of her cats while her family's in Europe," dad started explaining, and I listened intensively.

I had a terrible feeling where this was going, and I was not happy about it.

"We're taking Squishy with us, and we're gonna be there for ten days, so-" dad continued, before mom cut him off.

"So you're taking the quads on a road trip!"

Both mine and the quads' faces fell.