Ma Chérie | Remington Leith

2 months later

Alex:
"I am a knight in shinning armor!" Remington announced as he paraded into the kitchen with his hair in foils.
I smirked as Sebastian wacked his little brother with the spatula in his hand.
"Oh please! You're nothing more then a dork in tinfoil!"
I grinned as I picked at the pancakes on my plate.
Remington frowned at me.
"But I'm a prince." Remington gave me puppy eyes and stuck out his bottom lip
"No, you're obnoxious." I said as I threw a blueberry at him
Remington swiftly caught it in his mouth.
"But you love it!"
Remington bopped me on the nose, making me scrunch my face up.
That's when Stephanie walked in, wiping her hands on a towel.
"You sit still! If those foils fall out again I'm not re doing them!"
Remington sat down pouting.
"Yes mom." Remington pouted
"Smells good," Stephanie ruffled Sebastians hair as she made her way to the coffee pot "I always knew those cooking lessons I gave you boys as children would pay off!"
"He still burns the potatoes!" Remington muttered
I kicked him under the counter making him jump.
"They're roasted!" Sebastian shook the spatula at Remington
"Roasted or not potatoes aren't suppose to be black!" Remington shot back
I kicked him again making him yelp and grab his ankle.
"Ow! You his hard for a girl!" Remington whined
"All the more reason to not piss me off." I said calmly
Remington stuck his tonge out at me, I did it back.
Stephanie turned around sipping her coffee.
"Remy, I told you not to make faces. It could freeze like that."
"That would be an improvement!" Sebastian muttered
I laughed and threw a strawberry at him. Stephanie rolled her eyes as her adult children. I had to smile, that's when I caught Stephaine eyeing me.
"What do you say we give you some highlights too Alex?" Stephaine studied me as she sipped her coffee
I looked around confused for a second before touching a finger to my chest.
"Me?" I said confused "Highlights? You gotta be kidding!"
I had never had my hair done before outside of a crappy purple dye job in 8th grade. Me and my foster sister Julia stole a box of splat from Walmart and dyed each others hair in a 7-eleven bathroom. Man was our foster mom pissed.
"Come on, Ally! It would look amazing on you! We can twin!" Remington begged
"In that case...NO!" I put my foot down
"Alex, if you don't want to that's fine." Stephaine gently smacked her childish son "You be quite."
Stephaine began to walk away and I bit my lip in thought.
"Steph- wait-"
Stephaine turned around.
"...do you want me to change my shirt?"
Stephaine grinned.