A.N.: So, SO sorry it took me so long to update. I forgot I had this
chapter. I'm terribly sorry. Well, enjoy!
On the way home.
"So, you have any more hot brothers we don't know about?" Lizzie teased. "I mean, we know you have three, but are the others as cute as Brad?"
"Shh! Lizzie!" Miranda hissed as Brad, who was talking to Gordo, glanced back at them. "He'll hear us!"
"You'll probably like Randy," Lenore told them, smiling as she thought of her other favourite brother. "He's witty and likes to make people laugh. He's real easy to talk to too."
"What about your other brother?" Miranda asked. "You get along with him?"
"Who? Mark?" Lenore replied, as Miranda nodded; she shook her head. "Pff. No."
"Why not?" Lizzie wanted to know.
"He's too weird, that's why," Lenore told them. "And mean. He's forever picking on me."
"Don't the your other brothers pick on you too?" Lizzie queried. "I know Matt likes to drive me insane."
"Yeah, but they're not as mean as Mark," Lenore sighed. "Brad and Randy at least know when to quit, and they look out for me. Mark could care less if I walked off the face of the Earth."
"What are you girls talking about back there?" Gordo called. "And please don't tell me its Ethan Craft again."
"No. It's not Ethan Craft," Lenore giggled. "We're talking about my brothers."
"What about us?" Brad questioned.
"Oh, just how y'all like to pick on me," Lenore replicated. "And how much of a dork Mark is."
Brad shook his head, but smiled all the same. "Lenore, just 'cause he's a dork doesn't mean you have to tell your friends that."
"Why not?" Lenore countered. "You tell yours."
"I do not!" Brad rejoined.
"Do so!" Lenore insisted, sticking her tongue out at him.
"That's it!" Brad exclaimed, pretending to be mad. "You know I hate when you do that!"
"Ahh!" Lenore shrieked, as she quickly turned and ran.
Brad dashed after her. "Get back here you!" He yelled.
Lenore ran until she tripped. "Oof!" She said as she hit the ground.
She rolled over only to find Brad staring down at her, as her friends looked on.
"You okay?" He asked.
Her friends all looked shocked, as they thought he was going to yell at her.
"Yeah," Lenore answered, taking the hand he offered to help her up. "Thanks."
Brad eyed her for a moment. "Hop on," he told her turning around.
Lenore grinned and hopped on his back. "And we're off!" She giggled.
Her friends laughed.
"Are you guys always like this? Lizzie questioned.
"Pretty much, yeah," Brad replied. "Randy likes to join in too."
"Cool," Gordo sighed. "Wish I had brothers."
"You can have Mark," Lenore told him. "He likes filming stuff too."
"He does?" Gordo interrogated, his eyes lighting up.
"Yeah," Lenore nodded. "Maybe you'll meet him when we get to my house."
The quad then carried on their way, reaching Lenore and Brad's house in a matter of minutes. Once there, they spotted Randy sitting on the front porch.
"Randy!" Lenore yelped, as she slid off Brad's back. "Randy!"
Randy looked up from his book, dropped it, and stood up, opening his arms up for a hug.
Lenore flew into his arms and hugged him tight as he lifted her off the ground.
"I was wondering where you were," Randy said. "Had me worried for a bit there."
"Randy!" Lenore groaned somewhat. "You know I like to dawdle."
"Ooh!" Lizzie and Miranda squealed. "He is a hottie!"
Gordo rolled his eyes. "Girls," he muttered.
Randy placed her back down and kissed the top of her head. "So, who are your friends?" He asked looking at the other three ten-year-olds on their front lawn.
Lenore dashed back over to her friends. "This is Lizzie, and this is Miranda," she told him.
Brad and Randy watched as she went over to Gordo.
"And this," she said smiling, "is Gordo."
"Ah, yes, the famous Gordo," Randy smiled shaking his hand, then turned to the girls. "Hello girls."
Lizzie and Miranda looked at one another before squealing again.
"You'll have to excuse them," Gordo began. "They get like this every time they spot a cute guy."
Brad and Randy laughed, as Gordo rolled his eyes and the girls all made a face at him.
"Okay, why are there losers in our yard?" Mark demanded coming up the front walk.
"The only loser here, is you Mark!" Lenore retorted.
"Hey Mark!" Gordo started. "I hear you're into filming."
"Yeah, so?" Mark rejoined.
"I'm into filming too," Gordo told him. "I want to be a famous director some day."
"Really?" Mark asked excitedly.
"Yeah," Gordo nodded.
"Hey, can you stay a bit?" Mark wanted to know. "If you can, I'll show you some of my work."
"Sure!" Gordo exclaimed. "I just gotta call my Mom and tell her where I am."
"C'mon then," Mark riposted. "If we've time after you've seen my stuff, maybe you can show me yours."
"Alright!" Gordo replicated, running off into the house with Mark.
"Okay, did we just lose Gordo to that dork?" Lizzie queried.
Lenore stood there were her mouth hanging open, while Miranda just stared at the door where Gordo had last been seen.
"Hey, Lenore, you trying to catch flies?" Randy joked.
Lenore glared at her brother, but snapped her mouth shut.
"Yep," Miranda managed. "We lost him to a dork."
A.N.: Plz R & R! Again, sorry it took so long. I promise I'll get to the actual raft trip soon. Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA!!!!! P.S. Happy 15th b-day to Aaron Carter!!!!
On the way home.
"So, you have any more hot brothers we don't know about?" Lizzie teased. "I mean, we know you have three, but are the others as cute as Brad?"
"Shh! Lizzie!" Miranda hissed as Brad, who was talking to Gordo, glanced back at them. "He'll hear us!"
"You'll probably like Randy," Lenore told them, smiling as she thought of her other favourite brother. "He's witty and likes to make people laugh. He's real easy to talk to too."
"What about your other brother?" Miranda asked. "You get along with him?"
"Who? Mark?" Lenore replied, as Miranda nodded; she shook her head. "Pff. No."
"Why not?" Lizzie wanted to know.
"He's too weird, that's why," Lenore told them. "And mean. He's forever picking on me."
"Don't the your other brothers pick on you too?" Lizzie queried. "I know Matt likes to drive me insane."
"Yeah, but they're not as mean as Mark," Lenore sighed. "Brad and Randy at least know when to quit, and they look out for me. Mark could care less if I walked off the face of the Earth."
"What are you girls talking about back there?" Gordo called. "And please don't tell me its Ethan Craft again."
"No. It's not Ethan Craft," Lenore giggled. "We're talking about my brothers."
"What about us?" Brad questioned.
"Oh, just how y'all like to pick on me," Lenore replicated. "And how much of a dork Mark is."
Brad shook his head, but smiled all the same. "Lenore, just 'cause he's a dork doesn't mean you have to tell your friends that."
"Why not?" Lenore countered. "You tell yours."
"I do not!" Brad rejoined.
"Do so!" Lenore insisted, sticking her tongue out at him.
"That's it!" Brad exclaimed, pretending to be mad. "You know I hate when you do that!"
"Ahh!" Lenore shrieked, as she quickly turned and ran.
Brad dashed after her. "Get back here you!" He yelled.
Lenore ran until she tripped. "Oof!" She said as she hit the ground.
She rolled over only to find Brad staring down at her, as her friends looked on.
"You okay?" He asked.
Her friends all looked shocked, as they thought he was going to yell at her.
"Yeah," Lenore answered, taking the hand he offered to help her up. "Thanks."
Brad eyed her for a moment. "Hop on," he told her turning around.
Lenore grinned and hopped on his back. "And we're off!" She giggled.
Her friends laughed.
"Are you guys always like this? Lizzie questioned.
"Pretty much, yeah," Brad replied. "Randy likes to join in too."
"Cool," Gordo sighed. "Wish I had brothers."
"You can have Mark," Lenore told him. "He likes filming stuff too."
"He does?" Gordo interrogated, his eyes lighting up.
"Yeah," Lenore nodded. "Maybe you'll meet him when we get to my house."
The quad then carried on their way, reaching Lenore and Brad's house in a matter of minutes. Once there, they spotted Randy sitting on the front porch.
"Randy!" Lenore yelped, as she slid off Brad's back. "Randy!"
Randy looked up from his book, dropped it, and stood up, opening his arms up for a hug.
Lenore flew into his arms and hugged him tight as he lifted her off the ground.
"I was wondering where you were," Randy said. "Had me worried for a bit there."
"Randy!" Lenore groaned somewhat. "You know I like to dawdle."
"Ooh!" Lizzie and Miranda squealed. "He is a hottie!"
Gordo rolled his eyes. "Girls," he muttered.
Randy placed her back down and kissed the top of her head. "So, who are your friends?" He asked looking at the other three ten-year-olds on their front lawn.
Lenore dashed back over to her friends. "This is Lizzie, and this is Miranda," she told him.
Brad and Randy watched as she went over to Gordo.
"And this," she said smiling, "is Gordo."
"Ah, yes, the famous Gordo," Randy smiled shaking his hand, then turned to the girls. "Hello girls."
Lizzie and Miranda looked at one another before squealing again.
"You'll have to excuse them," Gordo began. "They get like this every time they spot a cute guy."
Brad and Randy laughed, as Gordo rolled his eyes and the girls all made a face at him.
"Okay, why are there losers in our yard?" Mark demanded coming up the front walk.
"The only loser here, is you Mark!" Lenore retorted.
"Hey Mark!" Gordo started. "I hear you're into filming."
"Yeah, so?" Mark rejoined.
"I'm into filming too," Gordo told him. "I want to be a famous director some day."
"Really?" Mark asked excitedly.
"Yeah," Gordo nodded.
"Hey, can you stay a bit?" Mark wanted to know. "If you can, I'll show you some of my work."
"Sure!" Gordo exclaimed. "I just gotta call my Mom and tell her where I am."
"C'mon then," Mark riposted. "If we've time after you've seen my stuff, maybe you can show me yours."
"Alright!" Gordo replicated, running off into the house with Mark.
"Okay, did we just lose Gordo to that dork?" Lizzie queried.
Lenore stood there were her mouth hanging open, while Miranda just stared at the door where Gordo had last been seen.
"Hey, Lenore, you trying to catch flies?" Randy joked.
Lenore glared at her brother, but snapped her mouth shut.
"Yep," Miranda managed. "We lost him to a dork."
A.N.: Plz R & R! Again, sorry it took so long. I promise I'll get to the actual raft trip soon. Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA!!!!! P.S. Happy 15th b-day to Aaron Carter!!!!