Impala and Ingrid
chapter 2
I quickly without hesitation find my nearest black jumper and shove it on before answering the door. It’s my older brother.
‘What do you want?’ I mumbled not making eye contact.
‘Mum says you have to come down for dinner.’ He said as his eyes darted around my room. I pulled my door close a bit more before answering.
‘Tell mum that I’m not hungry.’
‘But she said that you HAVE to come down for dinner.’ He said in his annoying sing song type of voice.
‘Well tell her that ill be down as soon as I’ve finished my art homework.’
And slammed the door in his menacing face before he could create any more trouble THIS week.
Let me tell you about my brother.
My brother is one of those kids that would do anything and I mean anything for attention.
I bent over to pick up the bloody mass of tissue on my beige carpet and dropped them in to the bin behind my door with a poster of fall out boy on it. I hate having an older brother.
He tries to act cool but every one knows he’s not.
He gets scared of scary movie. I don’t.
‘What do you want?’ I mumbled not making eye contact.
‘Mum says you have to come down for dinner.’ He said as his eyes darted around my room. I pulled my door close a bit more before answering.
‘Tell mum that I’m not hungry.’
‘But she said that you HAVE to come down for dinner.’ He said in his annoying sing song type of voice.
‘Well tell her that ill be down as soon as I’ve finished my art homework.’
And slammed the door in his menacing face before he could create any more trouble THIS week.
Let me tell you about my brother.
My brother is one of those kids that would do anything and I mean anything for attention.
I bent over to pick up the bloody mass of tissue on my beige carpet and dropped them in to the bin behind my door with a poster of fall out boy on it. I hate having an older brother.
He tries to act cool but every one knows he’s not.
He gets scared of scary movie. I don’t.