𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 - p. jackson [₃]

𝒊.𝒊𝒊𝒊.

[ cohen muse as... nicholas moore ]
[ walker bryant as... henry davis ]
[ mia talerico as... nina alfernev ]
[ faithe herman as... ayana williams ]












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"𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐒?"

i yanked nicholas and henry's shirts, pulling them back into their chairs.

my two younger brothers were now thirteen and fourteen — at the age when they wanted to annoy anyone and everyone, especially their sisters. they used to stay at camp year-round, until they began going to a boarding school in new york three years ago. now they only came to camp during the summer, spring and winter breaks. and sometimes on long weekends.

following in their footsteps, two of my other sisters — nina and ayana — had decided to join a boarding school in new york as well. they were eleven and twelve, about the same age as nicholas and henry when they joined school.

the two girls were having their musical play recital, and i'd managed to free up some time to watch it. nicholas and henry also wanted to come (more like they wanted to skip school), so i had to sign them out of their school and take them along.

they were surprisingly well behaved as we drove from their school to nina and ayana's. but of course, the second we took our seats in the audience, they'd lost all sense of decency.

they were climbing the chairs, leaning upside down in them, and for some reason trying to fit themselves in that small hole at the back of them.

"okay," nicholas said, a mischievous look on his face. "we'll sit on our butts."

he plopped down on the ground in front of his chair. henry laughed, copying his actions.

"oh dear gods," i muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. 

parents and family members of the other students were arriving, all giving the two boys giggling on the ground weird looks. on the bright side, they were too distracted by those idiots to recognize me.

"listen here you little shits," i leaned towards them. "you have five seconds to get your damn butts in your chairs and sit like normal human beings, or i'll drop you off to uncle rhodey, and have him watch you for the rest of the day. you wanna do that?"

"no," henry shook his head, horrified. "not your uncle rhodey."

"anyone but him," nicholas agreed. "how about your dad? or natasha?"

"five, four," i began counting down.

the two scrambled into their chairs, gripping the sides as to make sure they didn't accidently fall out or something. i didn't blame them. being babysat by uncle rhodey was my worse nightmare as well.