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"Evelyn, get your ass down stairs! Mom wants to talk to you."

"What did you say?" silence.

"Moms calling you to go down stairs."

"That's what I thought. You shouldn't talk like that anyway you're thirteen," I slip on my black flip-flops. "did you hear me Derek?" I hear nothing. It could be that he's saying something smart, but my door is closed. He got away with it then, little brat.

"I'm coming Victoria," That's my moms name. I refuse to call her "mom" because it just seems baby like. "What?" she bellows..I can barely hear her through my closed door I go to open it."

"I said--fuck!" I trip and fall over my flip-flop that was not put on right, and I rip one of the straps.

"Damn it.." with frustration, still on the floor I yank off both flip-flops and toss them at my bed. I stand up and open my door. "I said I'm coming."



My house...well my mother's house that I live in with my sibling Derek, my step-sibling Jared : Which reminds me of the Goblin king from the movie "Labyrinth", and Jared's father John; is one of those "random" pretty houses crammed into Philadelphia. What I mean by random is when you are driving around Philadelphia, you see some pretty crappy houses. Crappy neighborhoods, crappy streets, crappy sidewalks. Pretty much a whole lot of crap makes up most of this city. While driving, you feel like one with the crap, but then you feel lighter. Less stress, less crammed in with the same teal colors of plaster and dull bricks these houses are made of. Then you look out of your driver seat window and see clean sidewalks, clean houses, clean driveways, a clean neighborhood. Just out of nowhere this beautiful block has appeared, for you to gawk at, and wish for you to be living there. But you don't even see people walking around in that block. Like its deserted.

Not even two minutes pass, and you're back into a loud, hectic, plaster covered part of Philly. All of those gas stations, and fast-food restaurants, people having conversations about coupons, and bus stops. You see people laughing, walking in groups to a Burger King. Other cars that are in a drive through at Dunkin Donuts getting some coffee. You actually see people having a great time..really doing nothing at all extravagant. You dislike the view, but deep in your mind you love it.

My brother Derek, a little brat who thinks he can get whatever he wants by acting tough. It might be that way for him in school