Just an Awkward Mess...

Peter stormed up the stairs, heading towards Leslie's room, tears burning his eyes. He kicked and banged on her door,

"I am nothing like that man. Take it back!"
"You are exactly like that man."

Leslie heard her door open quickly and loudly and was suddenly scared for her life. Her brother was furious. When he reached her, which didn't take long, he shoved her onto the floor. A satisfied smirk appeared on Peter's face but it soon dissapeared as he saw tears form in his little sister's eyes.

"Ay....Les. Don't cry." He tried to hug her but she jerked quickly away from him. She crawled away from Peter, out the door and stood up. 

"Ay...Peter." She said mocking him.
"I suggest you stop with the whole drug thing. It doesn't suit you very well."

She turned around quickly on her heel and ran down the steps. She grabbed a pair of black Toms out of the living room closet and walked out door, slamming it loudly. 

Her head didn't leave the ground the whole entire time she was walking. She heard something being shouted and looked around. The voice sounded familiar and she soon realised what was being shouted, 

"Ms. Feisty! Ms. Feisty!"