Chapter One

Arthur woke up one morning. The sun was high in the sky, noon. Being nearly 15 he didn't want to get out of his comfy bed. He finally, after much hard work, got himself out of bed and downstairs for a very late breakfast.

"Good morning fatass." An annoying voice squeaked. D.W. was up at the crack of dawn, as usual. Being annoying wasn't something she was good at, she could improve the meaning of annoying.

"Godammit D.W. You had to eat all of the left over cake didn't you?" Arthur whined at his sister. Just because he was 15, didn't mean he was mature.

"Listen brother. You're a retard! You ate the cake yesterday! Now if you excuse me, I have to do my homework. Leave!" She snarled. Arthur walked over to the refrigerator. He grabbed the open milk carton and drank from it.

"God, you're such a pig!" D.W. whispered from under her breath. She flipped the page with such force she ripped it. She was doing her English homework that Sunday morning. Her mom, dad and sister Kate had gone to church.

"I'm the pig! Ugh, you're… stupid. I'm gonna call Buster. Maybe we can go to his house and hang." By hang Arthur meant to sniff the chlorine from the apartment's pool. Hanging out with Buster had gotten very weird ever since Arthur had, had that detention with Mr. Ratburn and Buster.

"Uh huh. You and Buster, I wouldn't be surprised to find ONE of you to come out of the closet. You're always together!" D.W. laughed from behind her book. Arthur suddenly got mad. He walked over to his sister and grabbed the book from right under her nose.

"Awe! What are you going to do? Cry to Nadine?" he teased. Nadine had suddenly one day, died in a tire burning festival in Mexico. Or, at least that's what D.W. told the Tibble twins. She then grabbed her book back from her brother.

"Stupid asshole. You know Nadine died." She said laughing behind her book. She grabbed the rest of her homework and went upstairs to her room (which was rid of all things pony). She had posters up of Simple Plan and Blink 182. Her headboard was covered in pictures of her favorite TV show's actors. She favored Carson over all the Queer Eye guys so he made the wall. Others, like Gunther from Friends made the wall as well. Arthur's walls were still the same boring green color as they had been all those years ago. He was a little too lazy to paint it himself and his dad refused to hire a painter. Not only were the walls still green, but they started to chip and create a fungus on some parts.

She ran up to her room and Arthur heard the familiar slam of the door. Arthur then, scratching his backside decided, he needed to pee.