I came up with this awesome idea for a story while eavesdropping.

Summary: Things are going great for Pan. She's got a perfect boyfriend, a perfect junior year and a perfect life. Suddenly, things take a turn for the worst. Pan finds out that she has five siblings, one of them Marron, her worst nightmare. She must survive three months with five people who hate her to inherit three million dollars. If she can't do it, she gets nothing and her three million is divided equally amongst the other five. Can she do it or will she hit the wall? Read and find you noob because if you don't, you're a noob.

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Prologue

I lied awake, gazing at the ceiling. Sometimes I wonder what life would've been like if I would've never figured out. If I would've died before I turned sixteen, we wouldn't have known and everyone would be thrilled.

I turned on my side and let out a slow and easy sigh. Why did this happen to me? Why didn't it happen to Trunks? Why didn't it happen to Bra or Marron? Wait, it kind of did happen to Marron. We have to suffer through this together. Why was I put in this hellhole with her and not Bra? God, anybody would've been better than Marron. I'd rather watch Pee Wee's playhouse all day than have to listen to her annoying, vile voice all day. It seems like she never shuts up. It's almost like she's a fly that you can never kill but never dies. It keeps coming back and annoying you.

I looked at her across the room and she sat up. Darn it. I was hoping she was asleep.

"I can't sleep. Can you sleep? I guess not seeing as how you're still awake. Sometimes, when I can't sleep, I count my fingers and toes. I never get to nine so I never have to count my toes," Marron rambled.

"You can't be that stupid," I replied. "No one is that stupid. Then again, you're your own kind of special."

"I know you don't like me."

"Really? What gave you that idea?" I asked, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"We might as well make the best of it."

"Good night," I responded and threw her pillow over her head to drown out the sound of Marron's voice. It didn't work. Marron also spoke loudly. "Marron shut up!" I screamed.

"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Marron muttered.

"I didn't wake up for the past two mornings because someone drove me crazy."

"Sorry. I can't help it."

"You can't even go five minutes without talking can you?"

"I've never tried. I'm tired. Good night."

I sat for a moment, confused. I decided to savor the minute of silence she would have and attempted to go to sleep. I couldn't. I kept thinking. Marron slept soundly and I tossed and turned all night. This was like hell only worse. This was horrible and it all started on my sixteenth birthday...

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VJC