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So, today
my crush asked out one of my friends.
She knew I liked him, too. That was the
funny part. She said yes. Now, everyday,
I see them walk together in the hallway 
and hear about how they are such a cute
couple. I wish that wasn't true, but it is.
It's 100% true.




Living With the Matthews

chapter five.


Skylar;
Basically, I spend the rest of my day in my room trying to calm myself down. What if the boys were shot? What if they were dead? That's four people that have died in the last month. Sure, I just met them yesterday, but they were my god brothers!

I forced myself to go to sleep, thinking about nothing other than death. Drifting off into a nightmare, reality turned into a place that was better than my thoughts.
My mother, father, my best friend Sarah, and I were at the movie theater watching Super 8. Sooner than later, the scene with the train sparked, making a loud screech.
"I didn't know this was in 3-D," mom wondered out loud. I just shrugged and watched the train pop out of the screen. Wait, we're not even wearing 3-D glasses!
The train flew off of the tracks and spun out of control, only to hit two people in the whole movie theater: my parents. 

I woke up in a sweat, trying to concentrate on my breathing. Inhale. Exhale. I checked the clock next to my bed. 3:26.

I was paranoid by every little creak and noise. I knew I was being ridiculous, but the nightmare really freaked me out. Thinking that Death was around every corner is scary, and I wasn't ready to risk giving up my life for anything.

I slipped out of my room and went into the nearest door. I had no idea whose room it was, but I was just hoping that it wasn't Dylan's.

Unfortunately, I'm a very unlucky person. 

"Skylar?" He asked, quietly but confused. I nodded, but then realized that he couldn't see me, so I spoke up.
"Yeah, it's me."
"What the hell are you doing?" Great, he sounded angry again. I wanted to leave, but it was dark and I was honestly afraid to go back to my room. For some reason, the thought of death was scarier than ever to me. I knew that by morning the feeling would pass, but it was dark and creepy.

I found my way to his bed and I switched on the small lamp on his bedside table. I could now see his perfect -- but angry -- face. I sat down on the opposite side of the bed and stared at my Hello Kitty socks.

"I had a bad dream and got scared," I admitted, regretting telling him that immediately after I said it.
"You know, you act like a four year old," he rolled his eyes at me. 
"I'm sorry, I was just really freaked out," I sighed, playing with the hem of my T-shirt.
"Okay, now leave," he sounded annoyed. I looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"No, I can't," I sounded desperate, I know. But I was not going to force myself to sleep in a creepy room with no one else around, since my room was the furthest away from everyone else's.  

"Fine, just don't think I'm doing this because I like you. I still hate you as much as I did ten minutes ago," he pulled back the covers for me. I smiled at him and nodded, trying to stay as far away from him as possible. 

Finally, I dozed off and had a dreamless sleep. It wasn't even a nice sleep, but at least I didn't have another nightmare. 


Sorry if this one is boring.

Question of the Chapter:

Sonic the Hedgehog/Mario/The Legend of Zelda OR Halo/Call of Duty/Assassin's Creed ?

OBVIOUSLY , because Nintendo RAWKS , I'd pick SONIC/MARIO/ZELDA 




Living With the Matthews

chapter four.


Skylar;
"This suuucks," I groaned.
"Maybe if you stopped complaining and being such a chick it wouldn't be so bad," Dylan snapped. I went over everything I've said to him since I've met him. Not much, but definitely nothing to offend him so badly that he'd be such a jerk to me.

"Jerk," I muttered, crossing my arms. He looked back at me with a 'what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you' look, and rolled his eyes.
"What are you, four?" He spat. I didn't reply, but instead I brought my knees up to my chest buried my face in my legs so he wouldn't see my cry. This guy needed some serious anger management classes -- or a punch in the face.
"Dude, you're kinda being a dick," Sam finally stepped in after almost ten minutes. Kinda late, but it's better than nothing.
"Sam, no ones talking to you. Stay out of it," was Dylan's reply.
"You made her cry! She didn't even do anything wrong," Sam rose his voice. 

I mentally cursed at Sam for telling Dylan that I was crying. Technically, I wasn't crying. I was just really upset. There were no tears coming out of my eyes.

"Hey, the rain is stopping. Let's go," Chase said hurriedly, as if on cue. The rain looked just as heavy as before. It was obvious he just wanted to distract us from fighting.

At least we made it home safely. After bringing in the bags and putting the groceries away, I decided that I wasn't doing anything for the rest of the day, due to the rain. I changed into some skinny jeans and a Harry Potter t-shirt that my dad got me for my fourteenth birthday. Smiling at the memory, I went to go find Chloe.

I heard noise coming from her bedroom, so I knocked.
"Come in," Chloe's voice sounded strained. I entered slowly, finding that Chloe was crying onto Garrett's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I'll come back later," I turned around to leave but was interrupted.
"No, sweetie. We need to talk to you anyway," Garrett forced a smile. 
"What is it?" I went over to sit on the bed with them. They looked at each other and nodded, and I immediately knew that this was going to be bad news.

"Cody and T-Tristan went back to college today," Chloe paused, stifling her tears. "There was a, uh, shooting at the college that they're going to. We don't know if they w-were there when it happened, but haven't heard back from them and they wont answer their phones."
"Oh my God, no way! Are they okay?" I panicked.
"We don't know. They, um, haven't confirmed that they're okay yet, so we're going up to Georgia tomorrow morning. Caden is coming with us. You can come too, if you want, but we have to buy another ticket right now," Garrett sounded rushed.
"No, you guys have done so much for me, I can't let you spend a hundred dollars on a plane ticket."   
"Alright, honey. If you don't mind, we have to start packing. I'll come down and talk to you later, okay?" Chloe said softly, standing up to grab a suitcase out of her closet.

I nodded and ran  back to my room, trying to figure out how I was going to stay in a house with four guys, while worrying about the lives of two others.    


I really want an epic Sonic the Hedgehog hat.
That would RAWWWKKK. ;D 




Living With the Matthews
 
chapter three.


Skylar;
"Okay, lucky you three. You're the first ones awake. I need you three to run to the grocery store," Chloe smiled. Both of the boys looked at each other and then back to their mother.
"Mom, I'm not really feeling too good today," Caden started fake coughing. She rolled her eyes and sent him up to his room. I couldn't believe it. If I had a mother, I would never lie to her. I was always so kind to my mother. She was perfect and beautiful and amazing in every way, and now she's gone. 

I wiped the tears away and came back to reality. A tired looking Chase and an angry looking Dylan stood in front of me.
"Let's go, Skylar," Dylan sounded as angry as he looked. I looked at Chloe who was on the couch watching the news.
"You know Caden was faking, right Chloe?" I smiled, walking toward the door.
"Yup. But sometimes it's easier to just give in. Especially at six thirty AM."

I laughed and followed the boys out to the garage. There were so many cars in the garage that there was probably one car for every person in the house. There was also two motorcycles in the corner. 

"Let's take my car," Chase grabbed a set of keys off of a key rack. He walked over to a really nice black Jaguar. I wondered how a family of so many people could afford such amazing cars. I got into the passenger's seat and shut the door. Chase got in the driver's seat, and Sam got in the back. Dylan stood outside the car for a minute before opening my door, unbuckling my seatbelt, and putting me in the back.

"You could've just told me to move," I muttered, buckling my seatbelt.
"Yeah. I could've," Dylan sounded just plain mean. I tried to make myself small, feeling bad that it was only my first day and one of them already hated me. Sam noticed this and put his arm around me. I didn't do anything beause I felt kind of awkward.

"Oh my God," I groaned. "When are we gonna get there?" 
"Chill out, Skylar. It's only been twenty minutes. We'll be there in five minutes," Chase rolled his eyes. 
"Wow, Skylar. You're even more annoying than I thought you were the last time you asked that -- five minutes ago," Dylan chuckled. What a jerk!
I slunk down even further in my seat, wanting to disappear.

Finally we got to the grocery store. I remembered going to the supermarket with my mother when I was ten, but by the time I was thirteen I always stayed home, fearing that my friends would see me there with her. More tears escaped my eyes, so I bit my lip to stop myself from crying.
 
We just went up and down the aisles throwing random things in the cart. At one point Chase put his arm around my waist gaining me a glare from Dylan. Weird much?

"That took long enough," Sam  sighed when we got back in the car. It took a long time to get all the bags in the back of the car, but soon enough we were driving . . . For about two minutes.

The rain started coming down lightly at first, but in a few minutes, it started pouring down so hard that Chase had to pull over to let it light up. So there I was, stuck in a car with three boys almost a half an hour away from home in the pouring rain. Lucky me.     


Anyone get hit by the earthquake or the hurricane ? I hope you're all okay ! :)
I just got a fortune from a fortune cookie: "A cautious person leaves no stones unturned."
  

Living With the Matthews
Meet the boys: 


Cody
Age: Twenty
Hair: sandy blonde
Eyes: blue


Tristan
Age: Nineteen
Hair: light brown
Eyes: blue

 

Nate:
Age: Eighteen
Hair: sandy blonde
Eyes: blue

 

Caden:
Age: Seventeen
Hair: brown
Eyes: blue


Dylan:
Age: Sixteen
Hair: sandy blonde
Eyes: blue
(Nate's twin)


Chase:
Age: Sixteen
Hair: sandy blonde
Eyes: green
(Dylan's twin)


Sam:
Age: Fifteen
Hair: brown
Eyes: brown

*stay tuned for the first chapter!*