School's out! Now I can work on this story more! On with the story! (And sorry if this is bad. I wrote this during English this morning. It was rushed. :/ Sorry) Please review, too! It really helps!
Fran's P.O.V
As I peddled down to Mikey's house,, millions of thoughts swam through my head. Most of them were things like Why won't I ever see Data, Chunk, Stef, Andi, Brand and especially Mikey Ever again? Why are we moving? Why am I thinking of Mikey mostly? Mouth rushed in before me, slamming the screen door in my face and locking it.
"Hey," he smirked. "You lost?" He grinned in a Mouth-like way at me. I growled in a Shadow-like way at him. Stupid twin. Clenching my fists, I kicked through the screen door and walked in, thinking of an excuse to blame Mouth for it. The last thing I heard was someone shouting on their way down the stairs.
"Adopted wuss? I'm not an adopted wuss! I'll kill you, Brand!" A strangely familiar yet wheezing voice yelled. Mikey Walsh. The youngest son of the Walsh family. Seems as though his older brother, Brand had called him an adopted wuss.
"No, he's not, Brand!" I called to him, throwing myself off the couch.
"You don't know what I said," he whined like a baby. I looked at him in a 'Yes, I do.' way. "Fine! What did I say then?" Oh, brothers. They can be so annoying.
"I was stood at the door, I could hear you. You called Mikey and adopted wuss!" I yelled at him, my voice growing louder and more annoyed at the name someone called my friend, no matter if they're siblings or not. Mikey came down and looked at the screen door, then at me and Mouth. I pointed to Mouth and Mouth pointed to the fish tank. I couldn't help but giggle.
"Oh, so the fish tank did it, huh?" I said, giggling more at my brother's face. He quickly pointed at me.
"I meant her!" He yelled, blushing slightly. Mikey and me both laughed at his dumbness as we heard a yell from outside.
"You guys, let me in!" A person outside shouted.
"Jerk alert!" My brother yelled. "It's Chunk!" He informed us.
"I just saw the most amazing thing in my entire life!" Chunk yelled, standing on his tiptoes to see over the gate.
"First you gotta do the Truffle Shuffle."My brother replied. Oh, him and his stupid ideas.
"Come on!" Chunk protested.
"Do it." My brother said, sounding annoyed.
"Come on!" He protested again.
"Do it!" Mouth commanded. Chunk sighed and hauled himself onto an old tree stump. Truffle shuffle went into action. Mikey looked at me, then at the broken screen door.
"Cut it out, Mouth." Mikey and I said in unison. We both raced for the door, me getting there first because of my stealth. "Get out," I said to my dumb brother, Mouth, just before I pulled a white rope which set off chain reactions, the last one being the gate opening.
"Thanks," Chunk said, glaring at my brother. "You guys won't believe me! I'm telling the truth!"
We all walked inside to hear another one of Chunk's crappy stories. Mouth walked in behind me and Mikey, slamming the broken screen door in Chunk's face.
"You turd!" Chunk yelled to Mouth, as he fell over the wood at the bottom of the screen door and through where the screen was. Me and Mouth felt like tormenting Brand now.
"Flunked your driver's test?" We both said in unison. Brand, of course, got ticked off at this and yelled down my ear.
"Shut up!" He yelled. Chunk cut in.
"Listen, you'll never believe me. There were two cop cars, okay? They were chasing this four-wheel deal, a real neat ORV. Bullets were flying everywhere. It was the most amazing thing I ever saw!" No one cared. We were just listening for no reason.
"More amazing than the time that Michael Jackson came over to your house to use the bathroom?" Mikey said sarcastically while feeding the fish with Mouth.
"More amazing than the time when you saved those old people from that nursing home fire?" Brand said, pulling something that looked like a slinky thing with handles on either end.
"Yeah, and I bet that it was more amazing than the time when you ate your own weight at Godfather's Pizza." Us twins said in unison once again. We also do that in class sometimes. Just to freak our teachers out. We grinned at each other smugly because we freaked Brand out because he jumped half a mile out of his chair. Chunk then began explaining random shizz whilst me and my brother talked.
"Can you see?" He asked curiously.
"Yes. Sort of. No... Why?" I asked back.
Put your glasses on, then. And shut up while you're at it, would you?" He hissed as Chunk looked at us because I was talking too loud.
"Oh, no way. And don't ask why because you already know why." I hissed back. He looked at mischievously before opening his big mouth.
"Hey, Mi-key!" He said in a girly yet sort of masculine way before I pounced. He turned around and looked over to where we were only to find me smiling pretty sweetly in complete and utter victory as I pinned my stupid and supernaturally big mouthed brother to the floor.
"Cut it out, guys." Mikey told us. I stood up, still grinning from victory. At that very moment, James Bond music was playing. "Screen door!" Both of us yelled. The same came from Data, who was 'flying', Mission:impossible style, on his way down to Mikey's door. We both rushed to the door, getting to the door at the same time because I had fallen over my brother's foot but rolled forward gracefully and jumped back up. Mikey opened the door but forgot to open the screen door. I went to open the screen door but, unfortunately for everyone, Data crashed through the screen into me, who landed on Mikey, who crashed into Mouth, who kicked Brand, who crashed into Chunk. Jeez, it was like being human dominoes.
"And this is why I don't wear my glasses at Mikey's house." I growled. The two closest people near me, which happened to be Mouth and Mikey, just looked at me, surprised. Mikey was twice as surprised as he didn't actually know I even had glasses, never mind wore them.
"Uh... Shadow?" He whispered nervously.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Would you mind getting off me?" He asked, blocking his face with his arms just in case my violent side appeared.
"Yes, Mikey. I wi- Mouth, Get off me!" I said calmly until I found out that Mouth's shoulders were digging into my stomach, his head touching the floor. I flipped him off and removed my legs from Mikey's lap. That's when Chunk laughed as if he was nervous but proud at the same time.
"I bet you thought that I was gonna drop it, huh? I bet that's what you would expect from good ole Chunk-" He placed it on the edge of the table but a bit to far. It fell of the edge, causing everyone to go into hysterics apart from me.
"Oh, my God! You idiot!" Mikey yelled. Chunk picked the statue and sighed from relief.
"Look, it's not broken. It's perfect!" Chunk said. Mikey took it from him to prevent any more outrageous accidents to occur and began to examine the statue, his inhaler clamped in his mouth. As soon as he noticed that of the statue wasn't perfect, he opened his mouth, letting his inhaler fall out of his mouth and onto the floor. I decided to pick it up so that Chunk didn't break that, either.
Chapter 1 complete! Sorry it took so long. Don't know what was keeping me, to be honest. Well, anyway. The chapter is here. And please review. I want to know what you think, or if anyone's reading. Thanks.
Fran-'Shadow'-Devereaux