Monday was . . . disastrous. Shane and I sounded like dying cats. We both have great voices, I always knew he and his brothers had musical talent, but we sounded horrible together.
Denise had called my mother --they talk everyday regardless that Shane and I hate each other-- and tonight I'm coming over for dinner. Yay.
"He'll probably throw a fork at me!" I cried as my mother was getting dressed. She sighed, zipping up her light purple bubble dress.
"Oh stop complaining, Michelle. This is just a phase. Shane does not hate you. Denise said he's probably acting this way because he has a crush on you." I rolled me eyes.
"Yeah right! What are we, 5 years old?! Shane. Hates. Me. It's simple." My mother stepped into her closet, slipping on her pumps for tonight. Why did we have to dress so fancy?
"And it's simple. You're going tonight. Now get dressed and tell Dallas to hurry up in the shower." I groaned loudly and stormed of out my mother's bedroom.
Shane would probably poison my meatloaf or something. Why was it so hard to believe we despise each other? Well the plus side was, Jason was allowed to come home for a few weeks. At least I get to hang out with one normal Jonas boy.
I banged my fist against the white bathroom door. Dallas had been in there for an hour and 35 minutes already. The door creaked open, sending steam fanning my face.
"Yeah?" I heard the water turn off and Dallas step out of the shower. Thank God!
"Mom says to get out. Looks like my job is done." I muttered and strided to my room. After a brief shower, I changed into a pink T-shirt that read LOVE going down the left side in red letters, and hand 2 hands forming a heart, black skinny jeans, black covered platform boots, and a white and black striped beret.
I put on black eyeliner and I swiped clear gloss on my lips. I lightly brushed on some mascara and went to check on my sister.
"Ready yet, Dallas?" I heard her loud laughter bounce from her bedroom before the door lightly flew open. My older sister stepped out, wearing a red tunic top with a black snake belt, a cuffed hem denim mini skirt, black strappy wedges, and a bright red military hat.
Yeah my sister likes to play dress up. I rolled my eyes and snatched her hand, noticing the light grey eye shadow and sparkly pink lip gloss on her face.
"Who are you trying to impress?" She snorted, a dainty pink coloring her face. Back when Dallas was a softmore she had a HUGE crush on Jason. He was always interested in someone else, as she was his best friend. Now, I knew he was dating Danielle, another close friend I use to have, and I was ecstatic when I received the news they were together. Dallas? Not so much.
"Pssh, why would I have to look nice to impress someone?" I rolled my eyes --again-- and headed to my mom's car, impatiently.
"Shot gun!" Dallas shouted and raced to the passenger's door. I sometimes get the feeling my mother mixed up our births or something.
"Okay girls let's go." My mom walked out of the house, finally, and with my little sister Madison.
To the Devil's Mansion.
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Denise opened the door, cheerful as ever and invited us in. I saw Frankie in the kitchen making cookies with Jason.
"Great to see you again, ladies. Oh my Dallas aren't you beautiful!" Denise smothered my sister in a hug and went to the family room with my mom.
"Mitchie, Dallas!!" Jason came to the front door, grinning. I hugged him happily and "reintroduced" him to Dallas.
"So?" Jason sighed and we followed him upstairs. Everything was more or less the same from years ago, all the boys' old pictures, me in numerous amounts of them scattered across the buttery yellow walls. It seemed like every tile on floor had a memory buried in it.
I noticed on the wall there was a photo from when I was 10 of Shane and me in our Halloween costumes. I was Tinker Bell and he was Darth Vader, perfect match.
Jason stopped us by the bedroom door at the very end of the long hallway, with deep brick red colored walls. John Mayer's Dreaming with A Broken Heart was blasting from behind to door.
Jason pounded until a low click was heard and Shane's head popped out. Seeing us, he glowered and shut the music off, stepping outside.
"What?" He demanded uninterested. I noticed he was wearing a simple Iron Maiden T-shirt, dark wash jeans, and black vans. His hair was messy, and unbrushed yet still managed to look good.
"If you're done wasting away life, come downstairs. We have company and I really could care less if you want to see them or not." Jason spun on his heel and walked towards the other end of the hallway.
I trailed behind, feeling eyes burning into my back. I'm guessing this was Nate's room. I heard Superstition by Stevie Wonder playing as background music from the bedroom. It was interesting to see how different the brothers were from each other. Kevin's hand barely hit the door before it opened.
Nate was clearly better groomed with a black button down shirt, regular skinny jeans, white thin tie, the aroma of Abercrombie cologne hanging in the air, and black dress shoes.
He stuck his hands in his pockets and remained silent as we scrambled downstairs. As we approached the living room, I saw Shane lying on the couch, loudly munching on potato chips as our parents were preparing diner. We all sat down silent as the awkwardness sliced the atmosphere.
"So yeah Shane is failing most of his subjects." Denise mumbled her voice coated with disappointment. Shane rolled his eyes and stuck a handful of chips into his mouth. Dallas tried to not gag.
"Well Mitchie is great in school maybe she could help?" My head snapped back, glaring at my mother in astonishment. What part of Shane and I hate each other couldn't she comprehend? Denise grinned thankfully.
"That'd be perfect, Shane could use a tutor!" Shane leaped up, chips dangling out of his mouth. His face was cold and hard, but to me disgusting. We glowered at our moms. Spending more time with Shane? Kill me now.
"Ok let's have dinner." Mrs. Jonas announced and we all scampered to the big, dark wooden dining table. Shane bumped my shoulder as he walked by. I sighed and sat down next to Jason and Dallas. Shane smirked at sat across from me.
After we prayed, Denise served the mash potatoes and chicken, steaming in the center of the table. Shane glanced at his father, his expression almost timid and anxious. I ignored it and listened quietly to the conversation.
"OW!" I yelled, my teeth clenching as I grimaced at Joe. He smiled innocently and continued to eat. I can't believe he kicked me. Well, yes I can. I rolled my eyes and stabbed my chicken, pretending it was his face.
"So I heard Shane and Mitchie are going to sing together for the talent show?" Jason smiled proudly. I nodded and Shane snorted, disagreeing completely. I knew he didn't want to sing with me, but what choice did we have?
"First studying and now singing, ugh and I thought I was sick of you before." Shane shot back, snickering under his breath. I inhaled slowly, ignoring the jab to my heart. Shane was still like my brother underneath, I know he was the same.
"Shane." Denise warned, locking eyes with her son. He sighed. Jason attempted to lighten the mood again. Yep, good luck in this misery.
"Well what song are you planning on singing?" I shrugged, twirling a lock of hair absentmindedly. I looked up to see Shane staring at me, his lips pursed and an unreadable expression in his eyes. I quickly turned back to Jason.
"Um we haven't really worked on anything yet." I stated, glancing across from me again. A white curled up napkin flew from Joe's hand, bopping the center of my forehead. I scowled and took an ice cube, flinging it at Shane.
"Michelle!"
"Shane!" Our parents screamed. Shane piled mashed potatoes onto his spoon and released them, smashing into Nate's shirt. He frowned and threw his chicken at Shane, nailing him in the eye. Shane laughed and took some chicken, smacking onto my cheek.
This was dinner at the Gray residence, just like when we were kids.
I updated like I said I would =P I'm a good girl! Anyway . . . eh I didn't really like this chapter. Pretty boring and pointless. I got like a huge twist to this story and it's gonna be awesome, so I can't wait. It will begin in chapter 12 from what I've written and I think you'll all really like it. =)
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