This Means War.
This Is A Group Story Between Me And FairyLight About The Fighting Between Step-Siblings.
I watched as the sun used all it's energy to push itself up over the horizon. No clouds lined the sky and all the trees disappeared the further we got away from home. I sat passenger next to my mother who sat silent with her eyes on the road. Behind me my older brother, Oliver, was stretched out over the backseat with his nose deep into the middle of a book. I could tell we were coming upon our destination, everything was changing. No more thick woods just city lights and identical houses lined up and down the streets. My mother had always been lonely since my father's death so I suppose I should be happy she found somebody who makes her happy, but why does that mean me and Ollie have to move across the country with her to live with him and his family? Easy answer. He had more money, bigger house, better job. It was pointless to argue but I did anyways. I didn't want a new family, house, or school. Suddenly my mother turned down a road lined with houses that all looked alike. She found the correct number and pulled into a stone driveway. Richard, my mother's new husband met us on the front porch and took my mother's bags and kissed her cheek. Behind him a tall slim boy with black hair stood. "Rick," Richard began. "Take Kensley and Oliver to their rooms." And with that we were on our way.