The Quirks of being Carter's Sister
My face was twisted in contortion, and I held up my purple bra, dangling in my grasp. "What," I breathed. "Is this?" Taking one look at my destroyed piece clothing, he burst out laughing. That's it. Screaming, I ran forward and started to grab his shoulders. His eyes widened, and before I reached him, his idiotic reflexes began. I ended up with pistachio ice cream in my face, and hair. Acne for weeks. This is just how my life is.
"OHHHHHH THAT JERK!!" -justanotherfan11