Hello this is my first time doing something like this ... Um I'm writing a book and I wanted some feedback from everyone. Hope you all like it! Chapter 1 - Kally I sit in my room, listening to the noise in the room next door, it sounds like Bret and brad are having another car race. I stick my iPod headphones into my ears. I live in a very big house. Then again you would need to live in a very big house if you had 7 siblings and your mom (who used to be a model and has an elegant name like Christina it's hard not to be) married 3 times. Yes 3. The first one was Max he was a big loser he wanted two kids, those were Taiga, and Andrew, but right as Zach appeared he left the family. Next was Mark. A very gentle man and he had Me (Kally), Bret and, Brad. Unfortunately when we were of a young age he died in a car crash. No fear mom would be sure to find someone else. And luckily she did, a wonderful French man -who she met in France- called Pierré. They had Paige and Miya. That is my family along with Aunt Pricilla (who is really our nanny), our butler James, the maids Marry, Jessica, Penny, Alicia Dorean, Edna, Florenteen, Larissa, and finally all of our chefs and sue chefs. My house is big and a lovely aqua color -I must say it is more like a small castle-. It has 30 rooms, four of them are turrets. My room is one of them it is large and a pretty turquoise. Now because my house is so large we have speakers installed into the walls. The main speaker room is just off of the kitchen. Right as I'm getting to a good song on my iPod my speaker comes on "calling numbers 1-8 for dinner!" it said. Mom and dad made a number system, where everyone has a number depending on their age. My oldest sister Taiga is number 1, Andrew is number 2, Zach 3, me 4, Brad 5, Bret 6, Paige 7, and Miya 8. When I reach downstairs mom is checking hands to make sure they are clean, dad is helping the chef to put the last few sauces on the food-that's the thing with dad he used to be a chef back when he was younger, so sometimes he helps the chef-. Finally we can all sit down to dinner, hands washed and table set. Some of the maids bring out food and set it on our place mats. Each one of our place mats are marked with our number and our name. Zach, Andrew, and Taiga objected to this for they thought it was silly, but when mom gets something stuck in her head, there is no talking her out of it. When we are in the middle of eating Paige pipes up; "What trip are we going on this year?" We all look over to my mom and dad. They just smile back at us and continue eating. This is new. Normally they say something to us right away. "Are we even going away?" I grin hoping we aren't, for I need to stay behind and play baseball, Zach has summer school, Bret, and brad have camp, Paige has slumber sports parties, Miya has day care, and then Taiga has to work along with Andrew who has soccer and work. "Oh we are going away alright" says mom. (There goes my hopes.) "Just somewhere different then all the other times we have traveled in the summer." Dad says. "Different as in Greece? Or Florida? Or cuba?" sighs Zach "Well not that different!" Laughs my mother. "How about traveling all of Canada in 19 days?" asks Bret and Brad. "NOOOOO!" Says dad right away. "OH for pweets swakes mama twell us." this was Miya in her little voice. We all collapse in fits of laughter. Then my mom gives Bret and Brad a hard look. "We are going to Novia Scotia for three weeks!" Smiles my mother who obviously thinks this is WONDERFUL! "And all of you guys get to write journals each day about the travels of an object of your choice." Grins my father, who thinks this is even better. We all look at each other thinking the same thing even Miya is trying to raise her eyebrow in a girly fashion to match Taiga's. Of course I'm the first to speak up. "Ummmmm a journal? Are we so sure about this? I mean a come on no one is going to remember to write in these." " Then we will find the time." Says mom who obviously talked this over with dad and planned the whole thing, because before we know it they are handing out journals to use that have been designed to our interests. After dinner we all head upstairs to try ad figure out what to bring. Paige comes crawling into my room and sits on my bed. "I have no idea what to bring!" She exclaims with Anguish. "How about a hat or some sort of toy of yours or a sports item?" I suggest not really paying attention to her. "NO I want something original!" "Then go ask Zach I'm kinda busy sorry Paige." She then pouts out of my room. When she is gone I sit on my bed cross legged thinking about what I should bring Miktrid bounces into my lap. I think about it for a few minutes flop onto my back and finally fall asleep thoughts flying around in my head, trying to find a spot to land. End of chapter 1 of me myself and my seven siblings. By: tarru
Re: me myself and my seven siblings ...I messed up on the title lol it's me myself and my seven siblings