In a home of 13 kids, finding who you truly are is like finding an invisible person in a sea of people, like finding a pacific viperfish in the Atlantic Ocean, like finding a needle in a haystack. Near Impossible. It feels like everyday, when I, Allie Weatherby, step through the double doors leading to the grand foyer of the gigantic mansion made of acacia wood that I, along with my 12 siblings live in, I become invisible. I think, my true self should be a ninja, because nobody pays attention to me, and I've gotten pretty good at getting around unnoticed, though, its not that hard. Don't believe me? Let me introduce you to the rest of my family.
First, my oldest sibling, Jake. Jake Weatherby is your perfect stereotype of a 18 year old boy. Tall, tanned and muscular, he is crushed on by every girl in the 12th grade at our school, since it doesn't hurt that he is the blonde-haired, blue-eyed captain of the football team that has never been turned down on a date in his whole life. His so-far success through life has made him into our parents "role model" of a child. And, of course, when his grade card came out, his straight A average turned him from the role model to our parents pride and joy. His favorite color is green, and he has green banners hanging everywhere on his walls.
jake:
Next oldest is Orchid, and at age 17, she is the smartest person I know. Her room is filled with bookshelves from floor to ceiling, and I think she has over 10,000 books. Anywhere not covered in books is filled with academic awards or rough drafts of books waiting to be published. Everyday, she talks at the dinner table of her dreams of becoming an author, and as the valedictorian of the junior class, my parents rewarded her with even more books to add to her collection. She is tall and pretty, with brown eyes and wavy brown hair that runs a few inches past her shoulders. Her favorite color is cyan, and her room is decorated with fresh orchids.
orchid:
After Orchid, there is Rose, 16 years old, model and aspiring fashion designer. She has the closet every girl on earth dreams of. Racks and shelves of shirts and jackets and skirts and shoes, all organized by color and occasion. Rose has a room connected to her Paris-styled abode filled with with fabrics and ribbons that she uses to create her fashion masterpieces. My parents send her to Paris annually to shop and do research on the latest fashions. She is your typical french fashionista. Long, curly brown hair with bright green eyes, and a few freckles sprinkled on her nose and cheeks, she never leaves home less than her best.
rose:
Aspen is the next child in line. He is 15, and has dark hair and pale blue eyes. He pretty much never leaves his room, as he is always playing video games. It pays off though, all of the practice has led him to be one of the top gamers in the world. He constantly is winning money, making my parents proud of their son, making thousands a month at just 15. Aspens room is hidden, and he likes it that way. His room is filled with game consoles and flatscreens, and a mini fridge for snacks :)
aspen:
Sunny is 14, and we share a room. Sunny has curly brown hair and is good and any sport you could possibly try to throw at her, but she loves surfing the most. She loves the color yellow and her area of the room is filled with fresh sunflowers. Sunny is one of the only people in my family that I am convinced know I exist, and I am at all of her games, cheering her on. Sunny isn't around often, because she is always at practice or working out or playing games for our school. Her shelves are filled with trophies and medals.
Sunny:
Before I was born, my parents apparently didn't have enough kids, so they adopted 14 year old twins from Australia. I'll be honest, Luke and Jay are pretty cute, with brown hair and brown eyes, but they are my brothers, so yeah. They are 10 months older than me, and they are amazing at soccer, both of them. They're room has a bunch of soccer stuff, and is light and dark blue, light blue for Luke, dark for Jay. Either way, we are in the same grade, (8th) because they are too young for high school, but the oldest in my grade. They notice me, surprisingly, and them, along with Sunny are my best friends in the family.
Lucas and Jay
Hey, you made it, to me! Allie Jane Weatherby. My name "Allie" is short for Allium, a pinkish-purple flower, so yes, my parents stuck to the theme. I'm just warning you, I'm pretty average, except for the fact that I am pretty underweight, average height, average eyes, average hair, average grades, average at sports, average social life. The room I share with Sunny, my part, which is a loft, is magenta and white. Our closet is separated, and I share clothes with Daisy, my 11 year old sister, with half in my closet, and half in hers. I have Long blonde hair, and gray-blue eyes. I am tan, and I have a high metabolism, so I can eat a lot and still be the twig I am. Oh well. I am in the 8th grade, and Sunny, the twins and I walk to school everyday together. I and constantly tormented with questions by the girls in my grade, and I am bullied for not giving away Luke's number, or letting the popular girl come over, just so they can talk to Jay. Yeah, life with crushed-on brothers really sucks. I know, I wear a lot of crop tops, but my parents never pay attention, so hey, why not?
Me!
Daniel is 13months younger than me, well him and his twin sister Daisy. Yep, apparently I just didn't cut it. Danny is 12, and he has brown hair and brown eyes. Danny is a tennis star, and his room is navy, white, and light green, because of the Wimbledon or something. Danny is going into 7th grade, and he has already had 4 girlfriends. Whatta player, am I right? Oh well. Danny has a room right under mine, and I can constantly hear him yelling at the tv, watching tennis. He has over 50 rackets, and a huge bin of tennis balls. He's obsessed.
Daniel:
Daisy is twins with Danny, and she absolutely loves to cook. She is lucky though, because she always has people to eat the food she makes. She has brown eyes, and dark brown hair, that flows down her back. Her room is all white, with hints of yellow. I guess all of us girls have rooms like our flowers. Daisy and I share clothes, because I am small for my age. Daisy cooks for all of Mum and Dads parties, and every Friday, she cooks the family dinner. (We have chefs who do it on the other days.) Daisy gets her own room, and a small door connects our closets for easy access to clothes every day.
Daisy:
Lilly and Lilac are 9, and they love to sing. They are identical, with sparkling blue eyes and blonde hair. Their room is all white, with two queen sized beds, with Lillys being light blue and Lilacs being well, lilac. They will perform at parties, and they already have an album out! Connected to their room is a small recording studio. They mean business, thats for sure. They sing for us then beg us for money, but they are too cute to resist. They never wear matching outfits, and they insist all of their clothes are made by Rose.
Lilly and Lilac:
Lastly, my parents adopted baby Benny a few months ago, and, all I know really is that he is the star, the center of attention, and that he had green eyes and is 5 months old.
Benny:
Its the summer of 2018, and the craziness of my life, has just gotten started.