Different Types of Me

Chapter 01

    I locked my door just in case some nut-head decided to sneak around our house. I decided to take a shower and wash my worries away. After the shower, I got dressed and did my homework. Geek eh? I had nothing else better to do. It was so hard to concentrate with the party downstairs. Gosh, where are my parents? After an hour, I finally managed to finish my homework. Would've taken me fifteen minutes but with the loud party... I cleaned up my working table and grabbed the television remote - my television remote. So lucky, I have my own TV, in my own room. I watched a bunch of random crap for hours, but it was hard to keep up with it since the music just about shattered my eardrum. When will I get to sleep in this condition? Good thing it's Friday. I took some chocolate bars and coke cans from my mini fridge - yes, I have my own television and a mini fridge! - and started eating my snack. I turned up my television's volume and watched CSI.

    It's been about two hours now and I was feeling pretty sleepy. I was in my bed, curled up in a ball, trying to cover my ears to prevent hearing the music. That's it. I can't take this any longer. I marched down the stairs in my sweats and baggy t-shirt. No one paid attention to me, they were too busy. I searched the house for Kent and finally found him talking with a group of friends about football. I approached him and hit his shoulder.

    "Ow!" He flinched slightly. "What do you want?"

    He was all dressed up. He wore a red t-shirt that had Hollister written across in white. He had black baggy pants on and his Nike sneakers.

    "Turn the music down or make them leave!! I want to sleep!"

    "No!"

    "Just turn the music down, you a-hole!!"

    "Shut up, you idiot!!"

    "Ugh!" I marched back upstairs and to my parents' room. "Mom, Dad, can you make Kent turn it down. Better yet, make his friends leave!"

    "Bring him up here." Dad said from their king size bed. I walked back down and dragged my brother upstairs to their room by his shirt's collar.

    "Let go you brat!" He snapped my hand away and fixed his t-shirt.

    "Kent," Dad started, "party ends at eleven, got it?"

    "Yea-Yes." Kent corrected himself when Dad gave him a look. We always had to be formal when talking to our parents.

    "Venus, just wait 'till then okay?"

    "Okay. Thanks Daddy." I came up to him and gave him a hug. I did the same to Mom. "Good night, Mom."

    Kent and I walked out and silently closed their door.

    "Thanks a lot, twerp. You're such a kill joy!" He walked off. I did a lousy imitation of him complaining.

    "Nya nya nya...Hmph." I muttered. I walked back to my room and watched more CSI. I love forensic science.

    It was still about an hour and a half 'till my brother's damn party would be over and I could finally sleep in peace. That would be enough time for another episode or so. I grabbed a bag of chips from my secret compartment. I'd always hidden food there. I opened the bag of Cheetos and started chewing away, and watching.

    "Hey! Everyone out now! Party is over!" I heard Kent say. Is it already eleven? "Hey! Listen!" You could barely hear him shouting at the top of his lungs.

How about this; turn the music down!

    I heard a knock on my door and I opened it. "Hey, help me?" Kent asked.

    "Why should I? I'm just a kill joy."

    "That's exactly why." Kent said in almost a duh- tone.

    "Ugh!" I instantly slamed the door in his face. I thought he would open it again and argue like we always did but surprisingly -

    "Get downstairs and get 'em out!" He barged in my room and yelled at me.

    "Why don't you do it!? It's your party, isn't it?!" I snapped back. He didn't have anything to say. "Now get outta here!" I pushed im as hard as I could out the door, slammed the door and locked it.

    He had kept banging on my door for a while but eventually stopped. I heard him downstairs again, screaming. It seemed like he couldn't get the crowd to calm down. Later, the music suddenly stopped and there was a wave of "Aww"s from the crowd.

    "Party is over. Go home, now." It was my dad. His tone was firm, commanding, and scary almost. I heard people shuffle and a minute or two later, I heard cars leave. Finally, they’re leaving.

    "I want this mess gone when I wake up." I heard my dad say to Kent.

    "That will be done, sir.”

    I kind of liked it when it seems like my brother's getting punished or really is being punished. Even though sometimes he may not deserve it, I always thought so and was pretty happy when he was punished.. If I get punished, so should he.

    I lay down on my bed and pulled the cover over my shoulder. I was asleep in a matter of seconds.

Author: Chapter one!! I hope you guys like it!! As always, like, tweet, comment, vote, and fan!!  Who do you think would make a great Venus and Kent?  Thanks for the feedback!!  Please VOTE!!!