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"Hey hand me that box over there" I said to my little brother Tim who was playing with one of his toy cars instead of helping me move my stuff up stairs. "Tim!" I stain trying to carry the two boxes I already had. Man these boxes were heavy who knew I had this much stuff? Sure I had two big boxes already but I wanted to make one trip that's why I was asking Tim to hand me the other one.
"But you already have two" He said not even looking at me. He ran his little toy car into a wall. I shook my head, I already knew he was going to be a bad driver.
My family and I had just moved down from Chicago. I've knew that place my whole life, I was sad when we had to move but It wasn't like we had a choice. I was sad I had to leave my friends, well friend she was like the only person who got me since we were just alike.
But I was putting her in danger by being friends with her. So the last month before we made the move I stopped talking to her. When she called my phone I ignored her calls. When she text me I didn't reply.
When she stopped by my house I didn't answer the door. The last time I saw her was when I was in the truck on my way here. She looked devastated and it broke my heart but their was nothing I could do about it. I sadly waved goodbye as I watched a tear rolled down her face. We've been friends for four years and I knew I would miss her dearly.
"Ju- just gave me the darn box" I huffed as I set the two boxes on my knee while my leg rested on the stairs. I wiped the sweat from my forehead. I had been trying to get these boxes up the stairs for ten minutes now and I wasn't even half way up the stairs yet. What were in these boxes again? It felt like dead bodies.
"But chew already having a hard time" Tim said ramming his car against my shoes almost making me lose my balance. Tim was only five and the way he talked amused me sometimes.
"Am not!" I huffed.
"Are too" He giggled.
"Am not" I said louder.
"Are too" Tim said even louder than me.
"Am not!" I screamed.
"Are too" He screamed right back.
"Will you keep it down" Mom whispered yelled appearing out of know where. "Sammy is sleeping" She hissed looking at me. Why was she just looking at me like I was the only one yelling? Tim was yelling too!
"He started it" I mumbled looking back at Tim who stuck out his tongue. That happened every time Tim and I argued mom would always blame me. It was hardly fair! It didn't matter that I was 17 and he was 5 either way he still should take some of the blame. Or at least get yelled at.
"Will you two just be quiet" Mom hissed giving me a firm look. I mumbled under my breath since she was just looking at me and not Tim too. She sighed and went back in the other room.
"He started it! He started it!" Tim mocked when mom was gone. I glared at him he knew exactly what to do to get me in trouble. That little monkey, as soon as he comes in my room tonight crying because he's scared of the dark see do I let him in.
Yeah I know I'm childish and a bit clumsy. I'm also weird and have a unique since of fashion, I snort when I laugh and I laugh at just about anything. I don't know why but back at my old school people thought I was a nerd. Was it because I only had one friend? Or was it because of the way I dressed? It wasn't like I wore big glasses or anything, hell I wasn't even smart. But everyone seemed to think I was.
They used to call me 'The Nerd' it was annoying but I got over it quickly. I explained to them more than once that I wasn't very smart but did they listen? No! That was in till Jack threaten to beat me up if I didn't do his homework. I did it alright and earned him the F he deserved. He was mad but at least I got to say 'I told ya so' and he never asked me to do his homework again.
After that accident I was called 'The dumb Nerd' the name was just stupid. How could you be dumb and a nerd at the same time? It just didn't make since. It just showed you how smart they were. At least my best friend Liz was smart, she was the one who helped me pass all my classes.