Melissa

"Urgh!" I screeched. "I broke a nail!" This was truly teen's labor! We had movers so why did I have to help carry in some items? I let the edge of the box drop forcing my brother Jeremy to take on all the weight. He almost dropped it in the process.

"What is your problem?" he shouted. "There's glass in here you know." Blah, blah, blah, why did he have to state the obvious?

"My manicure is ruined." I pouted. "Do you know how much it will cost me to get this fixed?"

He snorted, actually snorted. "You mean how much dad will have to pay." He firmly grabbed the box and trudged upstairs. Excuse me if I was in a crabby mood, it wasn't my idea to move. I mean who wants to leave Florida for Canada? Definitely not me! Anyway I was so not ready for a new school (where the only person I knew was my bro. How lame is that?), new friends, and a new life...ok so I was ready for new guys but still.