Rae P.O.V


"You suck" i nudge him
"No you suck" he nudges back
"You're adopted"
"Atleast i don't look like you"
"Hey i am very attractive. You look like dad" i give a disgusting look
"Ouch. You got me, here. Right here" he says as he rolls on his back and clutches his chest


My little brother and i argue back and forth for no apparent reason. Something we do often. We're playing 'Minecraft' on the xbox in our living room of our soon-to-be old house. Our mother is a traveling nurse so we sort of move place to place. This time were going to California. My brother and i has never been there before so were pretty excited. Mom says we can stay there until i finish highschool.


After i finish i can find my own place and see if my little brother wants to move in because i know once he get's to highschool he wont want to leave. I don't blame him. It sucks really. You can't be in a relationship. You can't have bestfriends. You cant join any teams or clubs. Since every school is different, what you havnt learned one place, it could be the thing they already learned another place. Every schools learning strategy is different, thats why you really have to pay attention like a your life depends on it. You also have to google some shit so you can catch up.


"Hey you never answered my question" i say
"Which one?"
"If i find my own place, are you moving in with me?"
"Oh, well if mom says i can" he says, just as mom walks in
"If mom says what?" she arches his eyebrows
"If Ryan can move in with me. It would be alot easier. I mean, you wouldnt have to worry about him so much once im gone. Because who's going to pick him up and take him to school? Who will make him dinner because your schedules are wack. Plus you can always come visit" i shrug
"I just don't know. I mean c'mon Rae, i sometimes have to remind you to put on pants or to eat! Plus you would need a decent job and a place. I just don't know" she sighs
"Hey i eat!" i protest
"Raelynn Nicole, your attention span is like 1 to oh look a butterfly!" she says my middle name and i cringe. Also reminding me of my ADHD
"I take medicine"
"Only when i remind you. Anyways. Don't stay up late. We leave at 5 okay? I would like to get there before dinner. Goodnight you guys" she says as she closes her bedroom door


I get up from where i was laying on my stomach on the floor, because the couch was in the new house, and go grab my phone. I had a few notifications from tumblr, twitter, instagram and facebook. They were all just followers, reblogs, and likes. Since it's around Christmas time all i see is people posting gingerbread men and tree's and mistletoes and other weird shit. While im just posting Tim Burton's Nightmare Before Christmas.


"Are you staying up?" Ryan asks
"Uhm. Yeah. Pretty sure, how bout you?"
"Only if you tell mom i went to sleep. She tends to get moody when i don't." he whispers
"Then lets do this. Hey guess what! Im bored. And so are you so we are going to the park one last time" i say as i grab his jacket and throw it at him
"But im not bored"
"Yes you are. I don't wanna go alone. Mom's probably took a xanax or something so she wont hear us" i grab his arm and yank him up
"Like what you're gonna take while you're driving" he walks out our door
"Yeah"


I lock the door and turn my music on shuffle. Fall Out Boy's 'Sugar, we're going down' started playing so we sing lightly because this city has a curfew. You can't even walk to the store without getting a ticket. So once we get there, we will have hiding places. When we get there, we both head for the swings. It's a habit for us. I push him down, he pulls my ankle. Ya know.


We were there for hours. The cops came by a few and we ran between hiding places. We're walking back now, its 4:32 am. Even though he looks so sleepy, i don't offer to tote him. I don't know why, maybe because im the perfect sister. Yeah, that's it. I am perfect and i do not associate with peasants. I am the queen, until mom's around. Then i am the poor bread girl from down the street in like england of 1642.


Once we get home, i head straight to the shower. He groans, knowing that i knew he was heading there. I wash my short,ashy pixie hair and wash my stubby body. I'm like 4'9. I have short, stocky legs and a short torso. Im almost a midget. I brush my teeth and scrub my face with this cleansing creme i got for my acne and let me tell you, it actually works.


I get out the shower and put on the clothes i would be wearing for the trip. Leggings, an oversized sweater, and converses. I let my hair go freely and just flipped it around. I walk out and then let Ryan in. I see my mom already dressed and the moving people my mom called is loading the last bit of stuff in the moving truck. I set the last little bit of my things in my trunk and helped my little brother gather up the xbox.


We finally leave the house at 5:15, a few minutes after i took my xanax. Ryan rides with mom so im able to blare my music. I wave lazily at the old house and follow my mother out to the interstate. This is the last time ill be in Las Vegas in my teenaged years. Unless there is some party then no. I may be back. Hopefully i wont, I never go back to places where we've once lived. It's just pointless to me.


I turn on my stereo and Asking Alexandria began to play. Atleast i can stay awake more.

Notes

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