"Yes!" I squeal as we walk out the door. Well. I ran out the door, and wait for my father and brothers.
"Hurry up!" I yell up the stairs.
"Well Hal, nobody is as fast as you are, nor excited as you are to get food so just be patient." My brother Tomas replies.
"Well, it's not my fault I'm hungry," I reply.
"You literally just ate Hal." My other brother jake mumbles.
"Are you calling me fat?!" I yell.
"Yes. As a matter of fact, I am."
"At least I'm not a rude tool!" I fire back.
"No. But you are fat." He smirks.
"Okay, that's fucking it!" I yell charging towards him.
"Awe, What is poor little Hailey going to do? Yell at me?" He teases.
I barge over and stomp on his foot before walking out the door and into a cab. I'm going to the grocery store my damn self! "To the closest grocery store please," I tell the cab driver and hand him the money and sit back looking out the window to see my dad who's yelling at Jake. Good. He deserves it. Yet He wonders why Tomas is my favorite? I roll my eyes and sit back putting my earbuds in my ears just waiting until we get there.
