Sorry I took so long, this one's in Tristany's POV. Enjoy!
The next day Troy and I woke up to find rain outside.
"Aww, man," we said. "There goes a perfectly good Saturday."
"Hey, quit saying what I say," we said in unison again.
"No you!" we said again.
This usually happens a lot, we say the same things at the same time. This is called annoying.
"Troy," mom said. " Gabriella called, she'll be over in about 20."
"Yes!" Troy jumped up and ran upstairs to get ready.
"Great," I said aloud. "Another day that Troy blows me off!"
"Now, sweetie," mom looked at me. "You know Troy isn't trying to do that to you."
"Are you sure? Cause sometimes I think he does it just to get on my nerves."
"You two looked like you weren't angry at each other last night."
"He forced me to forgive him by tickling me!" I whined. "But I do kinda sorta forgive him for what he's done. I want him to recognize that I'm the one; I'm the one he should be paying attention to. I'm his sister!"
"What can I tell you?" Mom shrugged. "He's a teenager, as re you. I mean pretty soon you'll be in the same boat. You'll have a boyfriend and you'll want to spend all of your time with him- not Troy."
I rolled my eyes as she handed me a glass of orange juice and a plate of waffles.
"Oh, now that's not fair," Troy entered the kitchen. "She gets waffles?"
"Here," she handed him a plate of waffles. "I didn't forget about you either."
"Hello backstabber," I smiled as he sat down.
"You could at least call me a nicer name," Troy said. "I thought we solved this."
"No," I said. "You solved it by tickling me. Maybe hypocrite is more your speed."
"You forgave me," Troy looked at me.
"Only partly."
We ate our breakfast between dirty looks and name-calling. This is also semi-normal; we fight mostly in the morning: name-calling, hitting, and the whole shebang. One time when we were little, we fought about who got the best Happy Meal toy. Which is pretty sad because even the Hamburgular wouldn't resort to calling people names because he didn't get the blue Furby.
"You need to watch out mom," Troy put his plate in the sink before answering the door. "Someone's got the visitor."
"Shut up," I put my plate in the sink and went upstairs to change clothes.
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