I walk lazily towards the front door of my house. I'm really tired and stinky. Thanks to my lovely 'principal', during my double detention I had to mop the whole hallway. Now I know why the janitor is always moody and irritable. I say a quick prayer to God to save me from my mother's wrath as I open the door to the house. I peep inside before entering to see my 10-year-old brother sitting on a stool in front of the island in the kitchen.

"Don't worry, she had a call from a client so she's out", he says as I walk towards him.

His dirty blonde hair is combed backwards. He looks like the masculine version of my mum with his pink skin and green eyes but he's quite tall for his age, like me. We both took our dad's height cause my mum is quite short. I took his features, brown eyes, dark brown hair, pale skin that tends to get tanned so easily.

 I roll my eyes when I see what my mum had done. She had strapped the fridge with a yellow danger and crime scene poster tape.

"There's a sticky note for you there", my brother Dan says. Now I know why he was sitting in front of the kitchen looking straight at the fridge.

  I walk towards the fridge and grab the note, 

FIONA, do be more responsible and clean up this mess before I come back or so help me... YOUR LOVING Mother. 

was written on the note, I roll my eyes as I read it. You see my mum is very dramatic and loves to make things a big deal and that explains the tape on the fridge.My brother also inherited that annoying trait from her and tends to do the stupidest things most times, I on the other hand beg to differ. 

"Seriously," I say as I rip the tape off and open the fridge, I had thrown the milk on a crate of eggs and broken them, the milk had spilled everywhere and my handkerchief was in the mixture. "You wanna help", I ask my brother.

"Good luck with that," he says and runs upstairs. 

 I drop my bag and pull off my sweatshirt which was already soiled with sweat. I remove my beanie also, my hair has already been molded into the shape of the beanie. Okay, I can work with that, I spend the next twenty minutes cleaning up the fridge and when I'm done I pack my things and head up to my room. Once I'm there I hit the shower and let the cold water do its magic. I fall on my bed and sleep off like a fish. 

*****

"Fiona!" I hear my mum shout from downstairs and I wake up blinking. I get dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top and walk downstairs. 

"Hi mum," I say as I walk to her. Her back was turned to me and her dirty blonde hair was in a pony tail. She was baking in the kitchen wearing her favorite baking apron, I grab one of the cookies and as I made to eat it she slaps it off of my hand and I pout.

 "Did you see the mess you made this morning?" she says calmly while trying to do the bold voice thing again.

"I was in a rush" I  say surrendering and slouching which makes her roll her eyes.

"How was school," she asks dusting her hand on her apron. 

"School was the best. I got invited to Josh green's party, I think my social life just took a turn. I AM GOING TO BE FAMOUS", my stupid brother grins as he walks to us. 

You see my brother and I are known for our stupid grins which symbolizes mischief most times. He tries to grab a cookie but my mum slaps his hands off, dammit what's with her and her cookies.

"She wasn't even asking you" I hiss at him and he shrugs. "I got double detention and had to clean the hall," I say looking sad. My mum looks at me with a warning face but doesn't say anything. To her, I was a trouble maker who deserves all the punishment the world could give.

My brother merely pats my back mouthing I'm so proud of you. 

"Well you wouldn't have gotten it if you hadn't done wrong," my mum says but I cut her off

"but mum," I say holding my chest like I was heartbroken. 

"Do be a good girl tomorrow and stay off detention cause you have to babysit Angel tomorrow?"  she says bringing out a fresh set of cookies from the oven,  the nice aroma of her wonderful cookies goes bad and choking when what she had just said clicked.

"Never" I scream "I can't do it, mum. You very well know that Angel is no angel, the spoilt brat tried to set my hair on fire the last time "I say angrily, recalling the last time I had to babysit our neighbor's 10-year-old daughter.

 "Come on baby, they apologized, plus I think she's a changed person now. She gave me a flower the other day"  my mum says giving me a reassuring look. 

Angel may look like an angel but the girl ain't a saint, she had tried to hurt me in different ways ever since I started babysitting her. She also has a crush on my brother and has this weird way of stalking him which gets him annoyed. "Only if Dan will come along," I say knowing that she'll be all over him and will stay off of my hair and body. 

"Hell no," my brother shouts back at me.

"Mind your language mister," my mum says pointing a finger at him.  She then faces me "Fiona please act responsibly and go there tomorrow", she says and turns to the oven. 

I look at Dan irritated but when I see the look on his face we both grin mischievously. We grab the cookies and pour them in our tops and run upstairs to my room, we could hear our mum shout our names angrily and we laugh. I give him his share of cookies and push him out of my room locking the door, I couldn't risk my mum barging inside. Today may have started off badly but I refuse to let it end that way.As I eat the cookies I turn on my laptop to watch a movie, I am going to enjoy today while it lasts as I already know tomorrow is going to be spoilt by that brat.

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Authors note:

Who has a dramatic mum and has babysat a crazy kid, comment below and let me know the crazy thing they did *wink*. Also, don't forget to vote and share.

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Kizz <3