"Ok, what's going on? Ever since I got home from the grocery store all i've seen is a very angry guy who is yelling at his sister for no reason. Why are you treating her so horribly, anyway?"
"She's my sister. And she's really annoying, and she talks to much and she's not supposed to be here. I can't believe I have to babysit her."
"Why do you?" Ben asked him, puzzled. "Don't you have tons of siblings that could take care of her for the week?"
"Well, yeah. But mom said that because I am the oldest, and because she wanted us to have some bonding time with my youngest sister, then I have to babysit her."
Ben sighed. "OK, that sounds reasonable. So, what's so wrong with that?"
Riley rolled his eyes at Ben. "She's my sister. Let's just say we didn't always get along. You wouldn't understand, you were an only child."
Suddenly Riley sat up straight, and looked at Ben, laughing. "Wait a second. Why cant she just stay here with you? My place is too small anyway, and you have this huge mansion."
Ben looked surprised. "No way, Riley. She's your sister, remember. I'm a complete stranger to her, that would not be fair."
Riley stood up. "Ok, can I ask Abigail? it's her place too."
"Ri, Abigail is in Berlin for that conference. She'll be back in a week or two. Just take Madison to your place."
"Fine." Riley told him, standing up, and going into the living room. Madison was stretched out across the couch, passed out. He picked up her gym bag and slung it over his shoulder, before shaking her awake. She stared blearily up at him, before standing up.
"Come on, Mad. We're going to my apartment. Bye Ben, see you tomorrow." Riley spoke, as he went out the front door.
Madison put on her sneakers, and smiled at Ben on her way out the door. "See ya, Ben."
The next day, Madison woke up early and quietly started to get to work cleaning Riley's cluttered apartment. By the time Riley got out of bed, his clothes and dishes were washed, and all his electronics were organized into seperate boxes against the wall. She had contemplated vacuuming the carpet as well, but she couldn't find one anywhere, and she doubted that he had even considered owning one.
"Wh-What have you done to my place?" Riley asked her, surprised. She just ignored his question,and started to ask him a few of her own.
"You know, we should definetly go clothes shopping. And do you want to go to a movie? Why don't we take a walk around the city? Oh, this is so exciting. What do you want to do, Riley?"
"Umm, I guess a movie?" He told her, dreading the day already.
"Sorry, movie doesnt start for another three hours. How about clothes shopping? I have tons of money with me, I'm sure I can find tons of great clothes here." She told him, grinning, as she grabbed his arm and started to maneuver him to the front door.
He quickly shook her hand off."FINE, fine. Let's go shopping." He grimaced at the thought of all the clothes he would have to look at today, instead of enjoying his day.
He quickly grabbed his wallet and his Ipod off the table, on their way out.