Chapter 1 Annoying Eric

• "Mum!!!!!"
• "Mum!!!!!"
• "Brianna, what is it this time around? Is it late for people in the next neighbourhood to hear your voice?"
• "Well, mum, why don't you talk to your son? He drives me crazy."
• "What is it this time, Eric? What did you do to your sister?"
• "Nothing mum I only told her not to keep bad friends, but you know your daughter is always stubborn."
• "Did you just call me stubborn?"
• "Yeah, I just did."
• I wanted to kick him right in front of Mum; how could he? We moved in here about three months ago because of my dad's business, but Eric wouldn't let me make any friends.
• I just don't understand why he can't just mind his fucking business. Yeah, I know he is my senior brother, but why does he have the right to do whatever he wants and keep whoever he wants as his friend?
• "I am sixteen years old; I am not a child. I can be friends with whoever I want, and you can't do anything about it."
• "Aah, you are still a child," he said with that stupid smile on his face.
• "Mum, the next time Eric gets in the way of me trying to make friends around here, then I will make sure I make him as miserable as he is making me."
• "Brianna, your brother is just looking out for you."
• "How? By telling all my friends to stay away from me and by making me look like a little princess that has some thug following her around,
• "I'm just looking out for you, sis," he said, pecking my cheeks before heading upstairs. I was trying to control myself. I hate that stupid smile on his face. I wish I could just slap it off his face.
• "Wash up and come down for dinner; I made your favourite," my mum called after him.
• "Okay, mum"
• "That's all you have to say, really, mum?"
• "Brianna, your brother is just looking out for you; that is what makes him your big brother because he is always there to protect you."
• My mum said she cupped my cheeks like she would do to a six-year-old.
• "I just don't like it when he does it around my friends; no one wants to talk to me because my brother is always around the corner, glaring at them."
• "Okay, fine, I will talk to him now. Go upstairs and go wash up; dinner is almost ready."
• "That's what you always say, but you never do anything about it. Mum, we changed our location. I am trying not to feel that I left my friend's back at home; here doesn't feel like home, mum."
• "Brianna, home is not where all your friends are; home is where your family is."
• "But we still need friends because some friends are also like family, so when they are not around, it just wouldn't feel right," I told her before I headed for my room.
• "Where are you going?"
• "To my room to forget that dad's work has to make us move all the time."
• "But we won't be moving again; I thought your dad told you that."
• "Yeah, he did, but what difference does it make?"
• "It makes a lot of difference, Brianna."
• "I hope so."
• I went inside my room, took a bath, and started writing my math homework. I really don't like my math teacher; actually, I don't like anything about this city.
• Mrs. Cromwell's POV
• I wonder who she got that temper from; she is always angry. I know that having to move is really affecting her, but her dad and I are only looking for a better life.
• And when we finally found one, we couldn't say no. I wonder if Eric is being too harsh on her. She looked really pissed off today.
• I served the food and went upstairs to call everyone down for dinner. Eric was busy with his video game while Brianna passed out on top of her math question.
• "How come you are so into this game that I had to hit you before you noticed my presence?" I asked Eric, who didn't even notice me standing next to him for a few minutes.
• "Sorry, mum, is dinner ready?"
• "Yes, go downstairs and wait; I will get your sister."
• "Do you want me to help you carry her down?" Eric asked. He has always been a happy child, always smiling or making others smile, but Brianna was the opposite of Eric.
• She is very stubborn; she doesn't like it when people mingle in her business; and she loves her privacy like hell. She doesn't hide her emotions; she just likes treating people the way they treat her.
• "You don't have to; I will get her myself."
• "Is dad back?"
• "No, he said he has a meeting and won't be coming back early."
• "Okay"
• I went to Brianna's room, sat down besides her, and watched her sleep. She took over her father in a lot of ways, but her anger issues are what I haven't decided where she got them from.
• "Hey, sweetheart, dinner is ready; come have something to eat," I whispered in her eyes as I slowly caressed her hair.
• "No, I want to sleep more," she said, going back to sleep.
• "Come have a little, and you can come back and sleep."
• "I don't want to."
• "If you don't get up right now, I will have your brother carry you down."
• "Fine, I am going," she said, and she marched out of her room down to the dining room.
• "Hey sis"
• "You better hold your greetings to yourself; I am still very angry at you," Brianna said to Eric, who raised his hands in surrender.
• "Brianna, don't fight with your brother; we are eating," I said and sighed in frustration. I wonder why she is always not grateful that she has a brother who loves her very much.
• "Honey! I am home."
• "We are in here; your dad is back," I said to Brianna, who was still giving Eric a deadly stare while Eric kept laughing at her expression.
• "Dad"
• "My baby girl." I watched as the father and daughter exchanged greetings. Sometimes I wonder if Brianna and I are his wives.
• "Eric, what did you do to your sister?" Okay, here we go. The daddy's girl has finally told her father that her brother bullied her.
• "Nothing; I was just looking out for her, right, mum?" Eric said, dragging me in on the argument.
• "I don't know; I mean, I wasn't there when it happened," I told him, and I walked up to my husband to take his bag upstairs.
• "Hey honey, I missed you all day," he said, kissing my lips. I smiled at him before dragging him upstairs while Eric and Brianna continued their argument.
• Brianna's POV
• I woke up this morning in a very good mood, and I promised myself I wouldn't let Eric spoil them for me. I went downstairs and quickly had my breakfast before joining the school bus.
• Apparently Eric has gone to join his friend, who happens to have a car. I mean, what type of parent gives their son a car at age eighteen? They must be very nice parents.
• My mum said we have to be twenty before we consider driving our own car, which is very annoying. As the school bus drove into the compound, I saw the group of the most famous girls in school emerge from their big Lamborghini.
• They are so lame; I wonder what is so special about them. I walked up to the school entrance and stood by the side with my earpiece to my ears as I listened to my favourite song.
• "Hey, new girl, move; we want to pass." Knowing they were talking to me, I decided to pretend I didn't hear anything and continued nodding my head to the beat of my song.
• "Hey! I am talking to you. Who do you think you are?" The one with the name Becky on her uniform said she was coming close to me.
• "I don't remember being in your way; if you can't pass with me standing here, then why don't you fly instead?" I told her.
• "You little brat, don't you know I am your senior?"
• "Call me a brat again, and I will break that stupid mouth of yours." We started drawing attention to ourselves due to the hot argument going on between us.
• "What, did you just call me stupid, you little brat?"
• "Touch her, and I will break your hand." I heard Eric's voice behind me. Oh boy, what does he want this time around?
• "Eric," Becky said, taking her already raised hand back. If only she had hit me, I would have shown her how beautiful it is to reach the rainbow, but Eric decided to spoil my fun for me.
• "Why are you harassing my sister?"
• "What? Is she your sister? Hell no, I will never do such a thing. We were just gisting, right?"
• Becky said, bending down a little like I'm some small kid begging for some candy.
• "Gisting, with whom, you? What will I possibly want to discuss with someone like you? You are just a two-faced bitch." With that being said, I saw the shock on her face, but who cares?
• I turned and glared at Eric, who tried touching my hair, but I pushed his hands off and angrily marched to my class.
• I wonder why I can't go a day without Eric being so annoying, and seeing the way that Becky girl was pretending in front of him, I think she likes Eric.
• Which I found very disgusting. Eric is two years older than I am. He is allowed to have any friends he wants, whether male or female. My parents don't complain, but meanwhile, I am only allowed to keep female friends and no male friends except for family friends.
• If I can't have male friends, then I will make sure Eric doesn't have any female friends. What did mum say a
• gain? You both should look out for each other.
• Don't worry, dear brother. I will look out for you just as much as you are doing for me; I think I might have a good time.