Living with the Colten boys

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 -

"I'd like to live in Africa."

"That's a bit far away, don't you think?"

"Not if you live there!"

Its the next day since the little episode that happened down stairs with Rhyliee.

Walking down the stairs I look into the main room to find Dylan and Cameron playing some sort of killing video game.

Slowly, Dylan leans to the side..**pppffttt** he farts..
"Owh jeez, Cameron!! That one hurt my back!!" The two look at each other and start erupting in laughter.

Recognision. Disgust. Anger.

The three stages of a fart.

Joshua walks into the room..
Recognition - "Oh my god!! Did one of you two fart!?"
Disgust - "You two disgust me, that smells horrid. What have you been eating?!"
And anger - "Do it somewhere else!! I hate your farts!!!" Joshua conplains .

I watch as he shakes his head walking towards to kitchen.

"UGH!!! EVERY SINGLE DAM TIME I OPEN THESE BUISCUTS, THEY ARE ALL GONE!!" He rages with frustration.

"Josh, bro, whatever you just said, made no sense!" Yelled back Cameron.

"..Dickhead.." I hear Josh mumble.

"Hey..guys.." I say, trying to slide in as casual as I can.

"Hey Taylah, want some coco-pops?" Offers Joshua.

"Sure, why not?"

He grabs two big white bowls, a carton of milk, a carton juice and two spoons. And of course the cereal box.

Handing me the box first I pour a small amount into the clean bowl. I'm not much of a breakfast eating person.

Returning the box I pour some milk on top and begin eating.

I watch as Josh pours himself a huge serve of the coco-pops.

"You know, other people like coco-pops." I don't even have to look to know who that is.

"Umm..okay Rhyliee?"

"And, if you eat it all its gonna make it hard for the person who might want some, to have some."

"Your right! I agree, that would make it pretty hard!"

"Dude! Leave some cereal for the rest of us." Complains Rhyliee.

"Here, have mine, I've barley touched it," I say pushing it towards him and leaving the itchen. I really don't want to be anywhere near Rhyliee right now.

The smashed and broken bits from my box yesterday was cleaned up and when I woke this morning I saw it beside my bed.

Weird.

"Want me ta smack ya?" I hear the boys arguing.

"Actually, id prefer a flogging, that'd be pretty good!!"

I smile to myself.
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Sitting in my room, I'm getting a start on unpacking my boxes..

**knock knock knock**

"Come in"

Rhyliee pops his head through the door.

"Hey..um..we..were having this game..a soccer game..yard, in the yard. Come?" He stutters.

"I'll watch."

The game is already in full swing by the time we've reached the yard.

Rhyliee runs in and joins the game..lucky..walking down here was awkward enough, didn't want to be sitting with him now, did I?

The boys were all running a muck having fun.

Little Isaac following Samuels every move on the feild.

The twins, Charlie and Cooper mucking around with the dirt.

Rhyliee is now the goalie.

Tyler is coming in for a score and boots the ball towards the ring.

Rhyliee isn't going to make the ball, so instead he dives straight for it..missing..instead, his hand diving straight into a fresh pile of dog poo.

Every single boy except for the twins stop to stare..

Embarrassed, Rhyliee gets up and sprints straight to the tap.

Following him inside, he stands there scrubbing his hands.

I think he was still standing there washing it for the next hour as well.

That afternoon I was playing hide and seek with Alex and Isaac.

Looking into the spare room, I hear sniff..sniff..

Thinking one of the boys were crying I went further into the room only to find Rhyliee sitting there, in the corner, sniffing his hand.

"Gosh Rhyliee, can you smell that?" I ask.

"Nah what is it?"

"Kind smells like dog shit stuck on someone's hand hey!!"
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Bit of a less harshy chapter short. But I'm tired its 4:00am!!
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