Just a Cali Girl in a Rockstar's World [Jonas, Nick] 03

“NO! I get this room! It has a bathroom attached!” “Why do you get it you spoiled brat?!” “Because I’m obviously better than all of you!” “You’re kidding right?” My siblings were screaming at each about the rooms. Any guesses as to who it was? Yep. Lila and Matthew. “Guys,” I started, coming into the room they were fighting in. “MOVE OUT OF MY WAY MATTHEW!” Lila shrieked. “No way! I’m getting mom and dad! They’ll side with me!” Matt yelled back. Lila scoffed. “Yea right, not in a million ye-” “GUYS!” I finally screamed. They both snapped their heads at me. “WHAT!?” They both screamed. “Mom and dad are getting this room, idiots! It’s obviously the master bedroom. Our rooms are on the other side of the house. And since you two were fighting, Leila and I got to choose rooms first. I chose the one at the end of the hallway, Lila you’re sharing with Leila, and she chose the one on the right side of the hallway. And Matt, yours is across the hall from theirs.” I stated. “UGH! This is SO unfair! Leila better have chosen a good room!” Lila said, stomping out of the room. Matt walked away muttering to himself. I let out a sigh of relief, and went to my room.

My room was the third largest in the house. My parents was the biggest, then Lila and Leila’s since they were sharing a room, and Matt’s was the smallest. We made sure of that. =) I walked over to my window and pushed back the curtains. My mom had hung them up, along with the curtains that now cover every window in the house. We arrived at the house at about 10:00 AM, and now it was about 2:00 PM. I looked out the window and saw people going in and out of the house. I decided I’d go outside and help unload more stuff, so I stepped outside into the warm afternoon air. I grabbed a few small boxes and balanced them on top of each other. I lost my balance at the porch steps and stumbled into the house. The three boxes scattered around me, as I lay on the hardwood floor. I groaned and pushed myself up, only to find myself face to face with Matt. “Can I help you?” I asked him, impatiently, since he was in my way. “Apparently mom, dad, and our neighbors go way back, so they’re coming over later for dinner.” He said. “Oh. Fine. Now can you move please?” I asked him. He smirked and shoved me. Yes, sadly that was his answer, before he strode away. “Ugh!” I yelled, as I picked up the cardboard boxes surrounding me.

After I was mostly done unpacking stuff in my room, I glanced over at my clock radio. 5:32 PM. It was probably time to get ready for dinner with the neighbors, so I walked over to my closet, that now contained my shirts. I had yet to unpack my pants. I couldn’t find anything I wanted to wear, and my floor was now covered in clothes. Lovely, now I have to clean. I shut my closet door and made my way over to the first pile of clothes.

I FINALLY, finished picking up my clothes, and was deciding between two outfits. DING DONG. ‘Aw crap, they’re already here!’ I thought. I grabbed my dark wash jeans, and a white polo with a pink, lacy cami underneath, and ran downstairs, ready for anything. Or should I say, anybody.