Disclaimer: sigh it's only the fifth chapter, and telling you it's not mine is already getting old…
A/N: I think this may be shorter than the last one… sorry! Again, no time. But I promise I'll post again soon!
Charlie flipped his phone shut, walked outside of his garage to his car after closing down for the night, started it, and sighed. He was worried about Sarah. He knew that she could be a prankster, but he never figured it would get her kicked out of her house… Not to mention that she wasn't even upset. Most kids he knew, especially his siblings, would have called him sobbing or livid. Sarah hadn't sounded affected in any way. If anything, she had sounded… happy…
This lack of emotion made him a little nervous. What if she went passive-aggressive on him? What was he supposed to do then? The weight of the situation finally hit Charlie.
He had to take care of a fifteen-year-old girl. For an undetermined amount of time. One who was very mischievous and possibly passive-aggressive. He made plenty of money to support her. His garage had been running for a few years now, and it brought him more than enough. He would also never tell her to go back home, even if he had thought of these things in the beginning. She needed his help and he was her big brother. He had to help her.
He needed to work most days of the summer. He had Sunday's off, but not any other day. As the boss, he could take off a few days, but not many. He shrugged this problem off. She was fifteen, and she could more than take care of herself. Plus, she probably wasn't even going to spend much time cooped up in the house anyway. She'd probably be out at the lake, or up at Bud and Nora's house, which was empty for the month at least.
Still… he didn't know how to treat her. He'd never been a parent before. Even when he was just watching his younger siblings, he would hang out in his room unless someone started screaming. He wasn't sure how to handle a 'child' of his own, especially a teenage girl… He knew from dealing with girlfriends in previous years that girls were hard to understand, hard to deal with, and hard to coexists with. He was a little apprehensive about living with Sarah, but he figured he could handle it. Sarah had never been bad with stuff like that. She was more of a… well, tomboy somewhat, but also just fun to hang out with. Lorraine had been a different story, but Sarah had turned out almost the opposite of her older sister, and Charlie was glad of that. He loved Lorraine, but she had been hard to live with. Sarah hadn't been that way, and he hoped that would change.
About ten minutes later, he pulled up to the train station and saw one of his favorite siblings sitting on a bench waiting for him.