Dumpster

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OUTFITS ARE ON POLYVORE

I ONLY OWN KATIE BREWSTER

(Picture above is Katie)

I had just finished my quick breakfast before hearing my mom call me down. "Katie, help me with the signs!" I heard my mom said. I went out into the garage and I was just in time to hear my mom scold at my brother, Charley. Him and I have been growing distant as of late because of his girlfriend, Amy Peterson.

Don't get me wrong, Amy is nice and all. It's just the people that she hangs out with. Charley also keeps on ditching our other friends, Adam and Ben for the pair of dickeheaded idiots known as Mark and Ben. And I have dated Mark back in Sophomore/Junior year and let me say that it was not worth it.

I mean, nobody is going to be a dick to my friends in front of me and nobody is going to treat me in a sexist way.

I was snapped out of my daydream as my mom spoke up. "Is he ever going to remove that dumpster?" I heard my mom ask as I turned and saw the dumpster that is next door on the driveway. "Oh, mom, come on. You got to get over it." Charley said to my mom. I scoffed. "Attitude, much?" I asked with a raised eyebrow and Charley gave me a short glare. "You've been stressed or something." my mom stated. "Amy?" my mom asked as she and I grabbed a sign. "Amy's good...hasn't dumped me yet." Charley replied.

"You know, getting what you want can be stressful. Especially when you're not used to getting it. More to lose." she said. "You reading those books again? The Power of Whatever-The-Hell? Because they're definitely not working." he asked and muttered something else. "You still tripping out over the dumpster?" I asked. "It's an eyesore. I'm trying to get people to move in, no join the legions leaving town." she complained. "I like that word "Legions"." he muttered. "Hello. Can we get some help here?" I asked.

My mom sighed. "When the Perrys moved there..." she started but was cut off by Charley. "When the Perrys there, they were the greatest neighbors ever, but they moved." Charley said, grabbing a sign. "And I thought you were happy when the house was sold?" I asked, but her eyes were on the dumpster. "He's not digging a pool, so where did all of this concrete come from?" my mom asked. "Very good question. Maybe you should spy on him some more and find out." Charley said. "Charley, he's 13-feet from our house." I said. "Katie's right. That's not spying. It's merely observing." my mom said.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Amy pull up in her car. Two of her friends were in the car as well. "Hi Mrs. Brewster, hi Katie." Amy said. I gave Amy a small smile. "Hi honey, hi girls." my mom said. Charley was about go down the driveway to Amy's car, but then my mom stopped him.

"Oh, Ed called again." my mom said. "Yeah?" Charley asked. "I'm tired of making excuses for you, Charley. If you don't want to talk to him, just tell him." my mom said. "Kind of defeats the purpose." Charley said. I scoffed as I went back in my house.

When I went inside, I had grabbed my backpack and I couldn't help feeling eyes burn in the back of my skull. I looked up and in the mirror, there was no reflection. I shook off the feeling as I went back downstairs and I meet up with my mom.

"You're not getting a ride with Amy?" my mom asked. I just shook my head. "Hon, you are not helping yourself by not getting along with her." my mom said. "I don't have a problem with Amy, mom. I just can't stand Charley's new friends." I said. "I'll catch you later." I said as I went into my 1967 Chevrolet Impala and drove off to school.

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