Chapter 1: Taylor
I opened the drawer to my dresser and stuffed all my clothes in my suitcase. I grabbed my gift bag my friend had given me and she specifically told me ' dont you dare open it early or I will have my mom go to the melanie martinez concert without you'. So I waited. I slipped it in the back of the car along with my suitcase. I looked around for my brother and seen him walking around the house. He looked sad, were currently moving into an apartment up state about an hour.
I walked up to him,"you good Mickey?" I ask trying to make him feel better. Mickey was the childhood nickname I made up for him since I couldn't say micheal when i was younger to save the life of me.
"I am gonna miss everything you and I have done in this house." Usually my brother ain't a softey, but he has the mode swings of 14 pregnant women.
"I never thought I would have ever hear you say that." I chuckled as I walked towards the door.
"Where are you going sis?" He asks looking me in the eye.
"Going on a road trip aren't you coming?" I smirked as he grumpled and walked up behind me. I pulled my pace up and ran all the way outside. When I almost made it to the car he tackled me.
"Woah have you been working out? If not tell me your tric-" I punched him and he rolled off of me. I leaned down in his ear to 'whisper a secret'. He of course let me and when I got close enough I screamed at an ear bleeding high pitch.
"Let's get moving. I don't have all day." I slid in the car to see Nick laughing. When Michael got off the ground and got in,started the car and then started driving. I laughed as he grumbled out a few profanities.
Nick was staring at me the entire drive. I was kinda hiding my surprise and the blush that crept on my face. I pulled my earbuds out from my pocket and stuffed them in my ear. I turned on ' lunch box friends ' by melanie ofc gurl!
When we got there I got out and ran to Micheal and ripped the keys from his hands. I ran to the door and unlocked it and then I looked inside. It had a marvelous kitchen. Marble counter tops and island. I looked at the stools well they need to be polished. It has nice carpeting, it honestly looks brand new. My room and Nick's are connected by a bathroom and my brother gets his own room and bathroom -like WTF couldn't we switch. All he said was Nope and popped the 'p'. Bitch.
