"Oh my GOD!!! Oh no..nonononoNO!!" I shouted from the bathroom, when I caught a glimpse of my chin. I ran out of the bathroom, and saw both Taylors, and Ike´s eyes on me. I decided not to look at Taylor.
"Sheesh Zac what is it?" Isaac looked annoyed.
"LOOK!" I ordered to Ike. He obeyed.
"A little pimple, you´ll live" He said.
"Oh no I won´t, we have an interview tomorrow, and its enormous!" I weeped. Ike sighed. "Besides, ..." I decided to go on, "I know why I got this, TODAY!"
"Why?" Ike asked.
"Because it´s friday the 13th of course!" I saw Taylor roll his eyes.
"Any day could be bad luck Zac, Tuesday 13th, I don´t know, any other day..just..just go put some of that stuff the make-up guys gave us for acné.." My older brother said. Whining, I did.
"But that stuff smells...what if it has something that reacts to my skin and I break out in acné? I´ll never show my face again!" I kept on. I didn´t even know why I was acting like that, it just blurted out naturally...I guessed.
"Since when did you become such a cry-baby?" Isaac muttered. I frowned at him.
"Since he rode right in front of me with a motorbike and almost killed Johanna and me for no reason" Tay said on purpose, acting vague. I starred at him hard. He raised his eyebrows in a "I know it all" voice.
"Guys..not again ok?" Ike began warning us. "Gosh this is SO hard to understand! And I have to make a report on it and expose it and all! " He then said, as if to get Taylor and my eyes away from one another.
"It´s only Shakespeare" I shrugged.
"It's not "only Shakespeare", this happens to be the hardest and most complicated of all his plays..YOU try reading this!!" My brother said exasperated, as he flipped all the pages of the big (BIG) book in front of me for me to see how many pages it had. His "flipping" gave air to my face. I blinked.
"So it´s long" I finished. Ike rolled his eyes raising his hands to the sky. I grinned.
"It´s not fair that mom decided to exclude you two from doing the literature work of end of year. And its not fair that mine has to be so hard" Isaac muttered. "
She also excluded us from the religion work...YOUCH!!" I screamed, startling my two brothers. Tay gave me a dirty look.
"What now?" Ike said. I covered my chin with my hands.
"It hurts and stings when I talk and all....what if it gets all yellow....yuck. No make-up´ll cover yellow infected acné. Ow...I can´t even open my mouth..." Taylor sighed noisily.
"Why are you making such a big deal over a dumb pimple. God, one would think you´re dying. You always make big deals out of little things." He accused. I widened my eyes.
"How dare you say that to me! You´re the expert in scandals and exagerations of all type! Thats your technique to get everyone´s atention. Cause you like being the center of attention of everything!" I retorted. Glaring at my brother intensly. Taylor narowed his eyes.
"Me? I do not like being the center of nothing! And if I get everyone atention well I´m sorry. I don´t do it on purpose like you´re saying, nor I exagerate nothing. I just say what I think." He said. I couldn´t believe what he had just said.
"I can´t believe what just came out of your useless mouth. That´s the fakest thing I´ve ever heard!"
"I don´t make big deals of anything!!" Taylor raised his voice. I snorted.
"Ya right" like when you created a greek tragedy when I passed you on the motorbike...."
"What´s the matter with your you idiot! You almost killed us!..." Tay began.
"See! There you go. Exagerating everything. I did not `almost kill you´" I said. Taylor ignored me.
"And I have no idea why you did it! Probably because your so stupid and mental." He said.
"Shut up Taylor. Don´t act like you´re so inofensive. You´re the mental case. Knowing I like Jo and even then! Trying to take her away from me!" I hissed. In a sharp loud wisper. Isaac popped his head up and stared wide-eyed. And Taylor raised his eyebrows. I felt the skin in my cheeks warm up.
"What?? You like Johanna?!?!" Taylor asked. I smiled evily.
"So do you, don´t you?" Now Taylor blushed. I crossed my arms. Ike hopped out of his bed.
"Guys ...guys..don´t start another big fight okay?" He said walking to te bathroom and shutting the door behing him. Water from the sink began running. Tay and I were front to front.
"That´s why you were always getting in our way..between us, when Joey and I were doing something together...you always appeared. You were always trying to go places with her alone. On purpose!" I said, as Taylor hadn´t answered my first acusation.
"Me? YOU were always trying to do things and go places with her!" He shouted.
"Not on purpose!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"Oh please Zac! `not on purpose´" Tay mimiked.
"Shut up Taylor. I´m getting sick of you always acting like you´re so intelligent and all!" I shouted.
"And I´m getting sick of your stupid way of...."
"Zachary!! Taylor! Get over here this instant!" My mothers voice interrupted whatever Taylor was about to say.
"See what you did...you yelled too hard, now mom heard us" Taylor said as we slowly walked out of our room.
"Yeah..what I did. And you were probably wispering huh Tay? That´s what I mean when I say you always blame other people for what happens.
"Be quiet. Now they´ll probably yell at us again. And blah blah blah...Oh my! They might want to find out why we fought earlier!" Taylor said in a sarcastic way. I stared at him.
"You are so full of it Taylor, I swear.." I was saying as we reached our parents room. Mom was waiting for us in the door. She had an angry face.
"Get in" She ordered. Taylor and I obeyed. Then mom shut the door behind her.
"I can´t believe you two. After all what happened yesterday I thought at least you would attempt to not scream at each other late at night!" She said. I lowered my look, and I could see Taylor was doing the same.
"If your father finds out that you´re still yelling and fighting I don´t know what he´ll do to you"
"I´m sorry mom..." I sqeaked, looking at her.
"So am I" Taylor said.
"Apoligise to each other" mom ordered. Taylor and I just stared at each other.
"NOW!" Mom yelled.
"Sorry" we mumbled to each other in between our teeth.
"Mean it" Mom said dryly.
"I´m sorry Zac" My brother said.
"Yeah, I´m sorry too" I said. I wondered if HE realy meant it. If he meant it, maybe I meant it. But if not, I had no problem in hating him again.
"Now go to bed. Tomorrow´s interview is at ten. We have to be there at nine. And let this be the last time I catch you up so late and shouting at each other, have some consideration over your brothers and sisters." Taylor and I began walking out the door.
"Oh, and..guys?" Mom said as we were leaving. We turned around.
"I need for the two of you to go shopping for me tomorrow ok? Sometime after lunch" Tay and I nodded. Then we began leaving.
"Zac!" My mother called. I walked in her room again. "Come here hon, lets put something in that little pimple" She said. I pouted.
"You noticed?" I asked.
"Only because.."
"Everyone´s gonna notice!" I said exasperated.
As I got under my covers, with a crem-covered chin, I felt sleepy at the touch of my skin with my sheets, I could hear Taylor brushing his teeth. I sighed at myself and this whole problem.
"Night Ike," I said closing my eyes.
"Night" He replied.
