Nothing is as enjoyable for you then a good basketball practice, when your able to out maneuver and over power your teammates in front of Coach Johnson. This was no exception as you easily dunked the orange ball into the hoop. You were heading back to mid court when you heard the whistle ending the practice.
“Good hustle out the guys. Especially you Mike.” Couch says as he hands you a Gatorade. “Now Monday’s game against Blandford High is going to be a tough one, so I don’t want you guys partying to much this weekend. Do a few of the drills if you want, but get your rest. If we win this game will be heading straight to the State Championship. Now you gentlemen hit the showers, and have a good weekend.”
The idea of the State Championship made you smile as you were getting cleaned up. This was going to be such an amazing year you thought. You had just been elected Class President two weeks ago, and you’re going to lead your team to the State Championship next week. And when Summer Vacation got here next month you, and your sisters would be joining Mom and Dad in Japan as they finish up theirs business merger.
After you got dress and started heading to your mustang convertible in the parking lot You checked your phone, and saw you had a text from your girlfriend Jennifer. “I got a new outfit for tonight ;) ” You text back “For the concert or after?” “I wasn’t planning to wear much after.” She text back
You begin to get excited at that thought, before it was interrupted by the tedious sound of your sister’s voice. “Is Jenny sending you nudes again?” You glance over to your sister Stacy who was stretched out across the back seat of your car.
“Shut up.” You said dismissively to your little sister.
She responded as she waited for you to start driving. Before asking “So have you heard of when Aunt Karen is supposed to get here?”
“Don’t know. Don’t care.” You say honestly. You only have met your aunt on a couple of occasions, but you really didn’t think that you needed her to watch over you and your little sisters in the first place. You’re a high school senior, who other then being a great basketball player, is a Straight A Student And Eagle Scout, And you have watched the girls the last couple days with out any problems.
Although admittedly the laundry and dishes were beginning to pile up.
“Well this might be fun. She always seemed nice enough, at the family reunions.” Stacy says hopefully
“She always seemed a little off to me. Like she was too nice. You know.” You respond
As you drive up to your house you see a bright pink Fiat 500 with those god-awful car eyelashes on it parked right in front of your basketball hoop you have set up in the driveway. You park beside it and step out angry. You’re angry partly for the placement of the car, partly for the car itself, and finally at the idea that someone would actually buy it and that someone is apart of your family.”
“Oooo look at that!” Your sister says pointing to the hideous abomination of a motor vehicle. “You think Aunt Karen would let me borrow it to go shopping with the girls?”
“Why couldn’t they just let me watch the house? I’m old enough! I’m going to college next year!” You say mostly to yourself as you head to the front door
You walk into the house and you hear a high pitch voice from the other room. You grit your teeth before you try and force a fake smile as you prepare yourself for the dreaded face to face with Karen.
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