I Need A Hero {Jared Grace Romance}

My eyes opened, just barley.
The place looked like crap. Likea shack, or maybe even bunch of shacks stacked carelessly on top of one another!
I opened my eyes all the way, perhaps it would look better with it not so blurry! ...But it looked even worse. Jared, was even was trying to make the house look better, by squinting his eyes.
"THis," I guestured to the house, "Isn't really it right??"
"Come on, it's not that bad!" Simon replied, "Mom said it's Victorian."
"Oh joy." I mumbled getting out of the car and snatching my stuff.
We all got out of the car, except Jared, who was just sitting there, sulking.
We went to the front of the house, is looked even worse. There was no paint on it, except in the crevices, and the door knocker was an old, rusty ram's head. Helen opened the door and said, "It's just how I remembered it."
"Only crappier." Mallory added.
Helen sighed, "Go get your stuff kids."
" 'Kay Mrs. Grace!" Then I ran back to the car. When I got there, I hit Jared's arm hard
"OW! What was that for?!" He yelped
"For being such a jerk! Your mom needs this to work, so get out of the car and help us bring everything in!"
He glared at me, then went back to fiddlening with his Ipod.
Mallory stormed over, and nearly shoved me out of the way, "Jared get out!!"
"Your not my mom Mallory!" He hissed
"No, I'm worse because mom doesn;t belive in hitting!" She hit him, making him jump out, "And he's out of the car! Thank you!"
I clapped for her. They began hitting eachother, "Oh will you two please stop fighting?!"
"Shut up Tizella!" Jared barked
Jared had been in a really bad mood ever since he heard about the move. He had been no fun at all, and would allways yell at me. Like it was my fault. He blamed his parents divorce on me too. He said it was my fault, because his dad didn't like me. I cried and cried and cried that night. So pretty much, I thought Jared hated me.
Mallory suddenly picked up a large suitecase, and shoved it into his hands, "Here, carry that if you're so tough."
Jared couldn't carry it. I was the one who ended up carrying it. He followed behind me slowly. Once we were in the house, we didn't know which way to go. The hallways were all so confusing, and all we could here were thumps in the wall, and scattering...
Not all that long, but longer then the last! Right? Hope you liked it!! :) Messages would be nice. Telling your friends to read my studd would be nice too... So would banners....