Three Weeks Ago

Beep! Beep! Slam! The 19-year-old, dark purple haired boy sat up; not wanting to go to school. He had been held back countless times, and he was a sophomore.

He got out of his bed and then, right on cue, his brother clocked him in the face. "Ow! What was that for?" Jackson screamed at the top of his lungs.

"It's part of my agenda," his freshman brother reminded him.

"Well, it's a great day to get amnesia," Jackson sarcastically implied. "You know, Greggay, I gotta hand it to you, you might just win the worst brother in the world award."

"First of all, I'm better than you, and second, the only gay person I know is you." Greg shot back.

"But it's true, and you know it." Jackson muttered.

"What was that, twerp?" Greg asked Jackson.

"I said nothing." Jackson exclaimed, ending the conversation.

Suddenly they heard their dad call them down for breakfast. Greg smirked, "Race you down stairs, gayboy."

"Yea, you do that." Jackson planned.

"Whatever." Greg called over his shoulder. Greg raced down stairs, getting a head start.

Then, Jackson saw his life flash before his eyes. "What?" Jackson was confused; he was sensing danger. It must be nothing, Jackson thought. Jackson sighed, then headed down stairs; scared of what his idiotic brother might do today.