But as soon as he saw his sister sitting at the kitchen table, slurping her cornflakes with a look of pure hatred directed his way, Riley was painfully reminded of how he had been yelling at her last night.
He sat across from her, but she ignored him, and stood up to get a glass of juice.
"Madison, i'm sorry I yelled at you last night. I was really tired, and I was just being mean."
She shrugged her shoulders, and sat back down.
"Don't apologize, Riley. You were always being mean to me when we were younger,why should now be any different?"
Riley laughed. "Mad, we were little kids. Thats what kids do."
"I was five, you were thirteen. You were supposed to be the protective older brother."
"Yeah. Sorry. I was stupid. Come on, that was ages ago. Now you're on vacation. Let's go hang out downtown or something."
Riley stood up, and grabbed his carkeys, and waited for her. She quickly gulped down her apple juice, and followed him.
Riley felt really guilty for getting mad at her, so he spent the whole day showing Madison around the city, and visiting the malls.
He managed to suppress his complaining to a bare minimum, which was a record for him. After lasting six hours of shopping, Riley told her it was time to go home.
As they were on their way home, Riley impulsively pulled a U-turn, and drove into the movie theatre parking lot, and got out.
Madison looked at him quizzically, before asking him.
"What are we doing here? I thought we were going home."
"Not anymore. Come on, we're going to see a movie!"
Riley had been as nice as he could to her all day, letting her cajole him into shopping for hours, and eating greek food instead of pizza like he'd wanted. But his niceness almost faded when she decided to pick the movie.
"Ok, let's see," She commented, staring at the bank of movie posters on display.
"Crap,crap,crap. Oh, Hairspray!"
"No.Freaking.Way." Riley told her, crossing his arms in defiance.
"Why not? it's a great movie!"
"Looks like a chick flick. I'm not going to see it."
"Well, then. What do you want to watch, Riley?"
"Look, there's good movies on. A couple of action flicks, a superhero movie, hey Transformers is still in!"
This time it was Madison's turn to glare.
"that's a boy movie."
"So? It's good."
"I'm not into ugly robot movies, thanks."
"Have you even seen it yet?"
"Never."
"Then let's go see it."
Madison glared at him for a moment, before smiling.
"Do I have to?" she whined, in a fair imitation of her brother. Riley rolled his eyes before answering.
"Yes." Riley told her, grinning at her. They quickly got in line to get their tickets and went to see the movie.
A few hours later, Madison was hopping in her seat, watching the end credits.
"Wow. So awesome! Geez, Riley! You didn't tell me Shia Labeouf was in it!" Madison told him, facing him.
Riley smirked at her.
"Didn't know it was important."
"Important?? Shia has got to be just the hottest guy alive! Well, besides Nick Jonas. And Paul Dano, he's pretty cute too."
Madison told her brother, as they got up to leave the theatre. They were the last people there.
They opened the front door, and walked out, still talking about the movie. It was a really nice night out, with a slight breeze that ruffled Mad's hair.
They were a few feet from the car, when the van that was parked beside them suddenly roared to life. The sudden noise made both of them jump.
Suddenly, the side door of the van opened, and two men jumped out.
Riley grabbed her arm, and started to run through the parking lot. Unfortunately, Riley stumbled and tried to catch himself, and he let go of her arm.
As Madison stopped to help him stand up, they were overtaken by the two men.
Madison took a step back and watched, horrified, as they dragged her brother to the van.
"You jerk! Let go of my brother!" She yelled at them, running to her brother's aid.
She stopped when she saw the gun pointed at Riley's head. If there was one thing that frightened her the most, it was guns. They made her sick to her stomach whenever she saw one. This gun was no different.
After throwing him into the back, and slamming the door, the van sped off in the opposite direction of where Madison stood.