throughout the household. "What did I tell you about calling me that!" I yelled back. Hunter's been calling me that since I was five. I've hated it ever since. He laughed and walked into the living room where Alexa and I stood still. I was still because I didn;t know where exactly I was going to do after I spoke to my brother; Alexa was still because she was scared. As he walked in, Hunter wiped his hands on the beige washcloth he held in his hand then slung it over his broad shoudler. "Hey there, Alexa," he greeted with a large smile. I could tell by the feeling I was getting that she was blushing. She's had a crush on him since Freshmen year. Hunter was a Senior at the time. I stepped forward a little bit. "Me and Alexa are going to get dressed and ready for our friend's party tonight and I was going to ask if you could drive us?" It was a bold move for me to ask him to drive us, but to my surprise Hunter agreed to do it. "What friend, Autumn?" he asked with a stone cold expression. Since our parents left America, Hunter's been over protective of me and to be honest, it pisses me off. A lot.
I sighed, rolled my eyes, and said, "It's our friend Joesph's party, Hunter." Hunter's expression hardened even more. "A boy?" he asked. I rolled my eyes again. "No. A girl. Of course a boy, idiot! What girl do you know is named Joseph!" I exclaimed sarcastically. Hunter marched over and slapped the back of my head. I deserved it, but I punched him back anyway. Alexa ran upstairs to my bedroom.
"Knock it off, Autumn Elisabeth, or I swear you'll never leave this house," Hunter growled in my face. I glared up at him and snapped back. "You're not Dad." He was quiet as I walked cockily up the stairs, but heard him breathe out heavily agitated.

My room was dark purple and light blue. The colors seemed to jump out at me as I stepped in. Alexa was sitting at my desk on my laptop with cookies on her lap. I had to laugh. She heard my laughter and turned around with half of a cookie jutting out her mouth. There was a moment of silence before we both starting cracking up.
"Do you know what you're wearing, Lex?" I said with a last chuckle. She closed my computer and finished eating her cookie before answering, "Yup! I brought this pretty black top and super tight skinny jeans." Alexa ran over and pretended to grind on me as I walked to my closet laughing yet again. "I still don't know what to wear," I replied while scavengering through the closet. There were light pastel shirts that