My name is Melissa Paloto, but everyone calls me Pepper after an incident back in the first grade involving a salt shaker, a pepper shaker, and the principals Persian cat Fluffy Two Shoes. Jeez, one little accident and you are known forever as 'Pepper'. But hey, can I really complain? I know a boy who got stuck with the name B.O. Boy back in the fifth grade thanks to his inability to apply deodorant, take showers, and use soap.
Anyways, I am just an average teenage girl, age sixteen and a half to be exact. Nothing really special about me, other than the fact that my life is screwed up. Honestly, I have five siblings. Being the fourth oldest out of my five siblings isn't the easiest thing in the world.
My oldest brother is named Nathan, and he is eighteen. Out of all my siblings I probably get along with Nathan the best. Unlike my other two older brothers he genuinely cares about me and is always extremely over protective. Its because of him I have yet to have a real boyfriend, after all, he is the local high schools quarter back. Best in state three years in a row. Nobody wants to piss him off, and I mean no one.
Chase is my second oldest brother, seventeen to be exact. Unlike Nathan and I, Chase and I don't really talk much. We sort of keep our distance from each other, mainly because we don't have any of the same interests and have never exactly got along. The only time we talk is to ask each other to "pass the peas". That was an expression, I actually hate peas. They are like little green slime balls of disgustingness. Ugh.
Then you have the King of Peas himself, my fraternal twin brother Jordan. Like myself, Jordan is sixteen and a half, but unlike me he is a notorious player, popular, disrespectful to anybody of authority, and a terrible student. Jordan and I are polar opposites up to our very appearances. Jordan is tall and muscular with blond hair and baby blue eyes. He is a spitting image of your classic all American boy.
I am, just like Jordan, quite tall. My height on this very day is five eight and a quater, while Jordan stands at five ten. But the similarities stop there. I have thick dark brown hair that is slightly wavy unless I straighten it in the morning, and creamy caramel eyes. People say I look exactly like my mom, while Jordan is an exact replica of my dad.
After me the next oldest in my family is my thirteen year old sister Clarissa, who can be labeled as the family princess. She is, like my brother Jordan, a near look alike of my dad. Blond hair, baby blue eyes, and this flawless skin that even I am envious of. I will admit I do get a bit jealous of her from time to time what with her pageant queen looks (yes, she does pageants), popularity, and bubbly attitude she is everything I want to be. Then she opens her mouth and whines about not having an IPhone and I resent her all over again.
What a princess.
Then, last but not least, my little brother Matthew. Matthew is only four, meaning there is over a ten year age difference between the two of us. It is definitely strange to have a little brother, but it could be weirder. Matthew is adorable with the same blond hair and blue eyes that Clarissa, Jordan, Chase, and Nathan all share. I am like the ugly duckling.
Anyways, that's really all I have to say for now. This is just a small part of my crazy life! My story may be the most amazing thing you have ever read, or it could be the most boring. You be the judge. Remember, this is only the beginning. I have plenty more adventures I am just eager to share with you guys! Not like Dora the Explorer and her monkey, more like Drake and Josh. You dig? Anyways, until next time my lovely's!
Always yours, Pepper Paloto
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