Life with Older Brothers

Chapter 93

Brody's POV
Since I only have a few days left until I leave for college I wanted to do something fun with Landon and Noah. Landon's been pretty sad about it. Whenever someone brings it up he gets really quite and moody. Noah on the other hand is really good at hiding his emotions. I know he's sad, but he likes to look tough so he would never actually admit it.

"Guys, come here!" I yelled for my brothers.

I heard footsteps and Noah appeared in my room.

"What's up?" He asked.

"Wait for Landon. Where is he?" I wondered. Usually when I asked them both to come Landon would be the first one.

"I don't know," Noah shrugged.

"LANDON!" I yelled.

"HOLD ON! IM POOPING!" He yelled back, causing us to laugh.

Noah laid down beside me on my bed while we waited for Landon. A couple minutes later he walked into my room.

"Finally, were you constipated?" Noah asked him.

"No!" Landon answered quickly.

"Ok, guys we need to talk," I told them. Landon walked all the way into my room and sat down on my bed with us.

"Since summer is ending I decided to go on a end of the summer camping trip this weekend," I said. I looked at both of them to see their reaction.

"Sweet!" Landon cheered. "But wait... I was supposed to have a sleepover with Jake."

"He can come with us!" I said, knowing it would make Landon happy.

"Yay!" Landon smiled.

I looked over at Noah who still has his cold expression on his face.

"Well?" I asked him.

"I guess it's cool. Can I bring a friend though too?" Noah asked.

"No, it's supposed to be just family and you are a bigger jerk around your friends," I told him. He was always moodier and meaner to Landon.

"Brody c'mon!" Noah begged.

"No, I really just wanna spend time with you guys before I leave," I said.

"Ok, fine,"Noah agreed.

"I want my own tent!" Landon told me.

"I can't trust you in your own tent," I said, knowing he would go do something stupid. "You can share with Noah."

"Hell no! Landon always farts!" Noah said with a disgusted look on his face. He's not wrong though. Landon farts all the time and they are quite deadly.

"I can't help it," Landon said as he died laughing. He still has a immature humor, which I'm sure he won't ever grow out of.

"We need to head to the store and get some supplies," I told them.

We hopped in my jeep and bought everything we needed.

Camping day

"Get your bags and stuff in my truck. We're leaving in 5 minutes," I yelled to my brothers. They both have no sense of time and without me I'm sure they would never be on time.

Landon ran downstairs with his stuff.

"Brody, can I borrow one of your Nike hats?" Landon asked me.

"I guess, just don't ruin it," I told him. He ran back up to my room and grabbed one. I was praying that it wouldn't be my white one cause white and camping don't mix. Thankfully, he came back down with a black one.