Emma's POV

I stare at my brother forcefully, not because of threatening or anything, but because I'm trying to pressure him as he is busy trying to shake the dice in his hand, and I'm praying to the boardgame  gods that he won't roll a seven. He finally lets go of the dice, and I see them tumbling around like tumble weeds in a hot desert onto the game board, where they land gracefully, waiting for their destiny number to appear face up. I cross my fingers in hopes that he rolled anything but a seven. If my best friend Jess was here right now, she'd be already calculating the probability of the ratio of me winning to my brother winning. And even though I'm not that amazing with my math skills, I've already come to the conclusion that the probability of me winning is definitely working in my favor.

I sadly watch as the dice roll onto the table showing the numbers one and six, and even if you were blind, you would know who had won, because I'm groaning in frustration of my bad luck, and Darcy's whooping with delight at his great luck.

We put away the game set, and we go to our separate rooms. I get started on my storytelling project for English Language Arts class, while I think that Darcy has to read something for his English Enriched Course as well.

After a while, I need to take a break of this stuffy room, with all the same surroundings, like my grandfather's roll top desk and my flowery wallpaper that I love so much. But after staying in this room forcefully for more than a couple of hours, then that's when I'll start going insane on the inside. I step into the kitchen to find something to eat, also bringing along my storytelling script because I was thinking I could edit it in another environment like the kitchen or the dining room. I find Darcy in the kitchen, stuffing his face with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I see a book at the table called Legends of the Legendary Legends. I figure it must belong to Darcy. Why else would it have a label indicating the name Darcy Hawthorne on it? I guess I should say that my brother is kind of a neat freak, labeling all of his belongings. Of course everyone used to do that when they were younger in elementary school or maybe even in middle school sometimes, but Darcy's in college. College! I totally agree that it's important to know where all your belongings are, but labeling them could be taking that prospect a touch too far.

"Is this your storytelling?" He asks, pointing to the paper in my hands.
I nod.

"Can I read it?" He asks again.

"Ummm... Sure?" I nudge it over.

He reads it over once. It gets quiet for a few minutes. I guess it makes sense for him to do that. The topic of the storytelling for our particular class is sports. And there's obviously nothing for me to write about sports, since I'm not the most athletic person. There's obvioulsy the option of writing something about my figure skating, but I chose to do something different this time, not make it totally about me.

"You wrote a story about me?" Darcy seems confused. I nod. He looks perplexed.

"I did it because I feel like our whole family is kind of like a whole literary bunch. And we need to sometimes include each other into each other's works." I explain with a smile.

"Well, thanks!" He says.

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A/N: hey guys! what's going on? So there's stuff happening with Emma, my friend, not the one in this story. She hasn't been really in touch with me lately and I'm kind of sad that she hasn't been able to post anything on here yet. If anything she doesn't have to post anything, we'll just be me and Ann, but I don't think we'll change the username on this account. I've grown quite used to the username. It's sort of awesome! Don't ya think, guys? How about you silent readers, what do you think? Yeah thats what I thought...

So something else that I just thought of is that whoever messages or comments me a word that's difficult to use, I'll put that word in my next chapter of this fanfiction! I'll also dedicate that chapter to the person who proposes this word! And if you guys just stay silent people, then well... I don't really know what to say about that but then you guys just please, work with me here...

Anyways, follow and vote! Remember to leave me a comment of your challenging word if you want to see how bad I fail to try to use it in my next chapter!

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