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"Characters Speaking"
Characters Thinking
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~~~Isabella's POV~~~
There are a lot more people staying at our house at the moment. Aunt Leslie, Uncle Frank and our cousins are staying the night as we are all heading to France for tomorrow morning's Christmas holidays.
Kevin, my youngest brother, is trying to watch a movie with the others, but Uncle Frank, being his usual mean self, doesn't allow him to. Kevin walks off, an upset look on his face. I sent a disappointed look to Uncle Frank before I followed Kevin.
I caught up to Kevin as he walked into Mum and Dad's room. "Mom. Uncle Frank won't let me watch the movie...but the big kids can. Why can't I?"
"Kevin. I'm on the phone." She turns away and continues putting things in her suitcase. "When do you come back? Not till then?"
I lean against the door and watch Kevin approach Mom's bed. "It's not even rated R. He's just being a jerk."
Mom lets out a sigh. "Kevin, if Uncle Frank says no, it must be really bad." Mom turns away and continues talking on the phone. "No, we put the dog in the kennel--"
Kevin plonks himself on top of Mom's suitcase, and I couldn't help but let out a silent chuckle. "Hey, get off!" Mom scolds. "Kevin, out of the room."
Kevin doesn't listen and picks up a book and looks through it. "Hang up the phone and make me, why don't you?"
Dad comes out of the bathroom, startling me briefly. I didn't even notice that he was there. "Kate, did you, by any chance, pick up a voltage adapter thing?"
"No, I didn't have time to do that," Mom admits.
"Then how do I shave in France?" Dad questions.
"Grow a goatee." Mom offers.
Kevin sits up. "Dad, nobody'll let me do anything."
"You've got nothing to do? I've got something for you to do: pick up those Micro Machines that are all over in there. Aunt Leslie stepped on one and almost broke her neck." Dad suggests.
"He was in the garage again playing with the glue gun," Mom tells Dad while Kevin moves his finger across his neck.
Dad looks at Kevin, unimpressed. "Didn't we talk about that?"
"Did I burn down the joint? I don't think so. I was making ornaments out of fish hooks." Kevin admits without hesitation.
"My new fish hooks?" Dad questions.
"I can't make ornaments out of the old ones...with the dry worm, guts stuck on them." Kevin points out.
"Peter," Mom says before looking away.
"Come on, Kevin. Out." Dad says as he picks Kevin up.
Aunt Leslie comes to stand next to me. "Peter, Kate, do you guys have a voltage adapter?"
Dad puts Kevin in Aunt Leslie's arms. "Here's a voltage adapter."
"God, you're getting heavy. Go pack your suitcase." Aunt Leslie says as she puts Kevin down and walks away.
Kevin stops walking, and his eyes widen. "Pack my suitcase?" Kevin questions in disbelief.
Kevin goes to Jeff's bedroom while I head over to my own, where I double-check that I have done mine and Kevin's suitcase and ensure I haven't forgotten anything.
I come down from my bedroom on the third floor to see Kevin standing with Linnie. I walk over to hear their conversation. "Listen, Kevin, what are you so worried about? You know Mom's going to pack your stuff, anyway. You're what the French call Les incompetents."
"What?" Kevin exclaims confusedly.
Jeff walks to the top of the stairs and throws his bag down. "Bomb away!" It lands in front of the policeman's feet.
Linnie turns back to look at Kevin. "P.S. You have to sleep on the hide-a-bed with Fuller. If he has something to drink, he will wet the bed." She then walks off down the stairs.
I walk over to Kevin just as he begins shouting and jumping up and down. "This house is so full of people it makes me sick! When I grow up and get married, I'm living alone! Did you hear me? I'm living alone! I'm living alone!"
"Kevin." He turns to look at me. "I have already finished packing for you. It is in my room along with my own."
Kevin hugs me around my waist before heading to Buzz's room. He will probably ask to sleep in there instead of with Fuller. I head to the nearest Telephone and ring up the pizza place and request a separate order of Pizza to be delivered to the same address, but I make it, so it is a surprise, and it needs to be delivered without anyone noticing.
It isn't long before the pizza man comes. Kevin cheers as he runs down the stairs. "Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!"
I follow after Kevin but don't follow him into the kitchen. I head over to the pizza man, who has a pizza hidden in a bag. I hand over the money before sneaking it upstairs to my room and then hurrying to the kitchen. I get in there to see Buzz pretending to throw up.
Kevin lets out a scream and lunges at Buzz. Buzz's back hits the counter, spilling the drinks on the tickets. Kevin is clinging to Buzz's waist. I don't stop as Buzz deserves it, but Mom comes over to stop their fight. "Kevin, get off of him."
"You moron!" Kevin shouts angrily.
"Stop! Stop!" Mom orders as she grabs hold of Kevin's arm. "What is the matter with you?"
Kevin points at Buzz. "He started it! He ate my and Bella's Pizza on purpose. He knows we hate sausage and olives and onions—"
"Look what you did, you little jerk!" Uncle Frank says, causing Kevin to go silent and look around the room.
"Kevin, get upstairs right now." Mom orders.
"Why?" Kevin answers back.
"Kevin, you're such a disease," Jeff says.
"Shut up!" Kevin says back.
"Kevin, upstairs!" Dad demands.
Mom takes hold of Kevin's arm. "Say goodnight, Kevin."
"'Goodnight, Kevin.'" Kevin copies. "Why do I always get treated like scum?"
As I follow Kevin out of the kitchen, I can't help but glare at Buzz slightly as he begins the argument, but once again, only Kevin gets told off while he gets off scot-free.
Mom takes notice of the pizza man. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This house is just crazy. We've got all these extra kids running around. My brother-in-law drove in from Ohio today. It's just nuts."
"How come you didn't bring more cheese pizzas?" Kevin asks.
Mom goes to get Kevin's arm, but he moves it out of the way as the Pizza man speaks. "Nice tip. Thanks a lot."
"Thanks," Mom says as he walks out the door.
The policeman walks closer to us. "Having a reunion or something?"
"Oh no, my husband's brother just transferred to Paris this summer. His kids are still going to school here, so he is giving us all a trip to Paris for the holidays, so we'll be together." Mom admits.
"You're taking a trip to Paris?" The policeman asks.
"Yes, we hope to leave tomorrow morning." Mom comments.
"Excellent. Excellent." The policeman says.
This policeman gives me a bad feeling. I hope it doesn't mean anything, but I think it does for some reason.
"If you'll excuse me, this one's a little out of sorts. I'll be right back." Mom says as she takes Kevin to the stairs.
"Don't worry about me. I already spoke to your husband. And don't worry about your home. It's in good hands." The policeman says with a gun before leaving our house.
I follow silently after Mom and Kevin as they continue up the stairs. "There are 16 people in this house, and you're the only one who has to make trouble."
"I'm the only one getting dumped on," Kevin states.
"You're the only one acting up. Now get upstairs." Mom orders.
"I am upstairs, dummy!" Kevin points out.
Mom opens the door leading up to the third floor, and Kevin looks at the opened door. "The third floor?"
"Go." Mom orders.
Has Mom forgotten that the third floor was my room when I moved out of the room I shared with Megan and Linnie? I think she has, along with everyone else. Kevin hasn't, though. Kevin begins stomping up the stairs. "Everyone in this family apart from Bella hates me!"
"Then maybe you should ask Santa for a new family." Mom suggests.
"I don't want a new family. I don't want any family apart from Bella. Families suck!" Kevin comments, annoyed.
"Just stay up there. I don't want to see you again for the rest of the night." Mom states with a frown.
Kevin points at her. "I don't want to see you again for the rest of my whole life. I don't want to see anybody else either."
Mom's eyes widen slightly before going back to normal. "I hope you don't mean that. You'd feel pretty sad if you woke up in the morning and didn't have a family."
"No, I wouldn't." Kevin denies this without hesitation.
"Then say it again. Maybe it'll happen." Mom says.
"I hope I never see any of you jerks again, only Bella," Kevin yells before turning around and walking up into my bedroom. I walk past Mom without talking to her and follow Kevin. I hear the door shut behind us.
I bring the cheese pizza I hid and take it to bed. "Kevin, look. I ordered the pair of us a Cheese Pizza."
Kevin's face lights up. "Thank you, Bella."
We both share the Pizza between us. I send Kevin to brush his teeth after he puts his pyjamas on, and he quickly falls asleep on the left side of my bed. It is a massive king-size, so there is plenty of space. I head to the bathroom and wash myself up before changing into silk purple pyjamas.
I let out a yawn. I put the rubbish left from the Pizza into my bin before getting into my bed and falling asleep as soon as my head hit my pillow.
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