The Kids Don’t Know
Chapter 1
Meeting the Grays
“Elle Danni Gray! Get Down here NOW!” My mom shouted. Mom and Dad don’t live together anymore and I 爱情 that. I hate my dad, to be honest. My mom knows it too. “Coming!” I shouted. I walked down stairs to see a great shock. My brother, Dominic, was here. My twin brother. “Hi.” he said. It was very dull, like he wasn’t happy to be here. “Dude! Why are 你 here? Duncan is your parent!” I said. It sounded 更多 get-out-now than I meant it too. He 说 “This is the make-up 日 for when I was sick. Don’t 你 remember?” I remembered. In response, I tossed my long, blonde, curly hair.
I guess I should describe myself a little more. I am wearing a dark blue 短裙, 裙子 with turquoise trim. My 衬衫 is a spaghetti-strap tank top. Same dark blue as my skirt. I have long curly hair about down to my butt. Maybe a little shorter. Staying true to the family tradition of dying hair, my long bangs that cover my eyes unless tucked behind my ear, where navy blue and, again, turquoise. My brother on the otherhand was a total punk-wannabe. Black 衬衫 with an electric green 吉他 on the front (the green is Duncan’s “color”) and black jeans. His hair is forever falling in his eyes, and his bangs are (Get ready!) Electric green! Mom is all black with pale skin and Duncan, well, he’s hard to describe. He has a Mohawk, which I will admit is awesome, but its (big shocker!) electric green. Black t-shirt with a white skull on it, and jean shorts. The one thing our “family” shares is our 爱情 of 匡威 shoes. I have turquoise Converse, Dominic is high-tops, black. Mom has gray 匡威 shoes, and Duncan has red high-tops. Oh BTW, Mom’s real name is Gwen and Dad’s name is Duncan (DUH). I also have a Pit-bull for a stepmom. Her name is Courtney. I hate her. And Dad. And Dad’s Junker of a truck.
“Come on, Donnie.” I said. It annoys Dominic, and I know it. He came in my room and sat on my bed. “Listen”, he began, “Dad and Courtney are fighting nonstop. I don’t know what to make of it. I mean, do I interfere 或者 let them express themselves? Yesterday, Courtney yelled at Duncan because she 迷失 an earring. Is that stupid to you?” I thought for a minute. “No. Wait, is Duncan happy with Courtney?” I asked. He answered yes, so I 说 in reply, “Let them fight. Maybe we’ll get lucky, and he will be miserable for the rest of his life.” He looked shocked. Eyes wide, open mouth the whole 9 yards. He asked plain and simple, “Do 你 hate Dad?” He didn’t know I did, but I had to tell him. I couldn’t say it out loud, so I nodded. I told him it was because he walked out on us. “Then 你 were forced to leave, and I well, got sad,” I finished my I-hate-my-dad explanation. Dominic said, “I’m sorry the court 分裂, 拆分 us up.” I smirked my Dad’s I-am-thinking-of-something-funny smirk. “More like the Courtney.” I said. We burst out laughing.
Hope 你 liked it!
Chapter 1
Meeting the Grays
“Elle Danni Gray! Get Down here NOW!” My mom shouted. Mom and Dad don’t live together anymore and I 爱情 that. I hate my dad, to be honest. My mom knows it too. “Coming!” I shouted. I walked down stairs to see a great shock. My brother, Dominic, was here. My twin brother. “Hi.” he said. It was very dull, like he wasn’t happy to be here. “Dude! Why are 你 here? Duncan is your parent!” I said. It sounded 更多 get-out-now than I meant it too. He 说 “This is the make-up 日 for when I was sick. Don’t 你 remember?” I remembered. In response, I tossed my long, blonde, curly hair.
I guess I should describe myself a little more. I am wearing a dark blue 短裙, 裙子 with turquoise trim. My 衬衫 is a spaghetti-strap tank top. Same dark blue as my skirt. I have long curly hair about down to my butt. Maybe a little shorter. Staying true to the family tradition of dying hair, my long bangs that cover my eyes unless tucked behind my ear, where navy blue and, again, turquoise. My brother on the otherhand was a total punk-wannabe. Black 衬衫 with an electric green 吉他 on the front (the green is Duncan’s “color”) and black jeans. His hair is forever falling in his eyes, and his bangs are (Get ready!) Electric green! Mom is all black with pale skin and Duncan, well, he’s hard to describe. He has a Mohawk, which I will admit is awesome, but its (big shocker!) electric green. Black t-shirt with a white skull on it, and jean shorts. The one thing our “family” shares is our 爱情 of 匡威 shoes. I have turquoise Converse, Dominic is high-tops, black. Mom has gray 匡威 shoes, and Duncan has red high-tops. Oh BTW, Mom’s real name is Gwen and Dad’s name is Duncan (DUH). I also have a Pit-bull for a stepmom. Her name is Courtney. I hate her. And Dad. And Dad’s Junker of a truck.
“Come on, Donnie.” I said. It annoys Dominic, and I know it. He came in my room and sat on my bed. “Listen”, he began, “Dad and Courtney are fighting nonstop. I don’t know what to make of it. I mean, do I interfere 或者 let them express themselves? Yesterday, Courtney yelled at Duncan because she 迷失 an earring. Is that stupid to you?” I thought for a minute. “No. Wait, is Duncan happy with Courtney?” I asked. He answered yes, so I 说 in reply, “Let them fight. Maybe we’ll get lucky, and he will be miserable for the rest of his life.” He looked shocked. Eyes wide, open mouth the whole 9 yards. He asked plain and simple, “Do 你 hate Dad?” He didn’t know I did, but I had to tell him. I couldn’t say it out loud, so I nodded. I told him it was because he walked out on us. “Then 你 were forced to leave, and I well, got sad,” I finished my I-hate-my-dad explanation. Dominic said, “I’m sorry the court 分裂, 拆分 us up.” I smirked my Dad’s I-am-thinking-of-something-funny smirk. “More like the Courtney.” I said. We burst out laughing.
Hope 你 liked it!
