I'm Not Weird I'm unique

Chapter 2

"Still. The fridge is to far. How come you have enough money for this anyway? The last house you were in had only 4 bedrooms and 1 pool."

"Well, I put the money my parents left me to good use, and also My company got a massive promotion. It now does Google's security."

"And because of that, there's now a 5 minute walk to the fridge."

Uncle Axel gives me the look. "Don't be a drama queen Callie."

"Uhhhhh. But I'm bored!"

"The youngsters should be back any minute. Do you mind holding Charley for a moment?"

"Ok." Uncle Axel passes me the sleeping baby. "Why name him Charles and them call him Charley."

"Well he's named after my father because that's what I promised him, and none of us actually like my fathers name so we sort of tweaked it slightly."

"Ohhhh."

"HAZA!" Little Kaitlyn's voice rings out

"KATIE!" I give Charley back to Uncle Axel and run down the hall, picking up the little four year old and swinging her round.

"I missed you!" Her little voice is so sweet!

"I missed you too Katie, where's Faye?"

"She's coming. I like your accent by the way."

"Callie!" Faye's voice rings out.

"Faye! Oh my god your so tall and oh my god I sound like an old woman!"

Faye giggles, giving me a hug. "I'm so happy to see you."

"I'm happy to see you too. How old are you now."

"8. I'm 9 next month!"

"Wow. What do you want for your birthday?"

"I really wanted mommy to take me shopping in New York, but she said she can't because of Charley." Faye's face falls, she's obsessed with fashion, and has literally the most amazing style ever, this is probably depressing for her since she's heard about how great New York is meant to be.

"You know what? I'll see if mummy will let me take you. Would you like that?"

Faye's face lights up and she hugs me again. "Yes! Yes! Please!"

"How far is it?"

"Well Boston to New York is 4 hours so just under If we drive!"

"Okay then, I'll ask your mum. I'll have to get my license first though Okay?"

"Okay!"

"That means it won't be for a couple of months at least."

"I'll wait!"
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"Hey by the way since you've been here for two weeks now and you have to do some driving for your permit, can you drive me to the shops please?" Aunt Louisa asks.

"I'm not a bloody chauffeur!" I shout.

"Oh are you sure? the black pants and white shirt could've convinced me otherwise."

"You can stop with the jokes about my outfit okay!"

"Why? The shirt is really calling for me, mind if I try it on?"

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF SKITTLES, STOP!!!"

"Fine Fine, no need to get grumpy you hormonal teen."

"I'm leaving, if you need me don't check the kitchen."

"I won't."

I march out the door and down the hallway into the MASSIVE kitchen. "Oh hey Lea!"

Lea turns around a bag of skittles in her hand. "Hey!"

"Are those MY skittles?!"

She looks down, then back up. "No."

"GIVE THEM BACK!" I chase Lea out of the door and back down the hallway.

20 Minutes later...

Just kidding.

20 seconds later...

"Save me! The exercise has gotten to me, my muscles ache!"

"Callie you haven't done any exercise, you literally just jogged out of the kitchen then sat on me."

"The hugeeeeee kitchen."

"The moderately large kitchen."

"The HUGEEEEEEE KITCHEN!"

"Okay Okay!"

"Good. Now give me back my skittles." I hold out my hand.

"Why? I bought them!"

"And I hid them! That means they belong to me!"

"Nope."

"Yup."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"YES!"

"Fine! I'll give them to you if you get off me!" I jump off Lea's back and she chucks a now empty pack at me before legging it down the hallway and to the stairs. "Sucker!"

"Nooooo! My skittles!"