One of the boys
Chapter 2
Brady's Pov
I can't believe I did nothing for 14 hours. Wait a minute. "I thought we were staying there for a day and a half. 14 hours is only like half a day" I quirey still looking out out the windshield before me. "First, 14 is not half of 24. Second, I'm pretty sure you can furnish a house in 14 straight" Ethan mocks while driving us closer and closer to a new start. "Alright. First, I was rounding. I know math. I graduated collage. At 19. Take that graduated at 22! Second I didn't think they would work for 14 hours straight" I defend myself. I was extremely smart. I skipped a few grades and graduated this year. I hated it. The gown looked like a dress, and I didn't like it. "It's not our fault you slept for 14 hours Brady" Casey jumps in. "I wasn't sleeping!" I yell. "then what were you doing? Hmmm? Dreaming about? Chris Evans?" He says making smooching noises with his mouth. "You're dreaming about Chris Evans, Case" I turn around and stick my tongue at him.
We arrive at the gate and I just start thinking about everything wrong with living in a gated community. Other than the fact it's a damn gated community. Why do people live in those. I bet all these people were super bougie. I wonder if there is that or white guy who hates blacks. I'm not black. My race is white, unlike my brothers. My. Either gets out to punch in the code. He is black. Casey is black. My father is black. I on the other hand am not. We have the exact same parents but different races. Instead of getting the same close to the same DNA like my brothers, I got more of my mom's DNA. She was white and I look just like her, except for the blue eyes all three kids get from out father. I'm really mixed, I just appear Caucasian. I do get my fathers sporty side. Then again that's really influenced. "Let's go!" We drive off and find our new house. I look out to see nobody. Well, there were a few people on the porches, and when we get to our house I see two kids playing in their yard, across from us.
One has red hair while the other has blonde. I mean, they're cute but where is the adult supervision? Where are the parents? I get out of the car and can't stop looking at them. I feel as if something bad is going to happen. Right when I'm thinking it looks as if someone is about to leave here as a car starts coming down the road, then their toy rolls right in the middle of it.
Notes
Chapter 2. Hope you like this story. I'll do another chapter or two. Comment what you think so far.
