Brother, explain

Rafael tries to get out of the tight spot I created. But I know he lied to me.

"Raffie, please just explain. How did I and you go back in time?"

"I'll explain but can we go somewhere private, sis?"

I agree and we go to the room. Plus I close the door. Making sure no one followed us, I grab Rafeal's ear and keep on tugging on it. "ow ow!!"

"The thing is... I may have accidentally created a time machine... And it had a glitch... Which made us travel back in time instead of me" by the time he's done he's out of breath.

"and how exactly are you planning on fixing a way home?" I inquire.

"Can we discuss this later?" he says. I'm halfway to whack him up when the door opens to Mr. Darcy. I stare at him, with gaze burning a thousand degrees. Me on top of my brothers kind of looks like a sex act. Ugh. "Explain!!!!!! To!!!! HIM!!!! NOW!!!" I shake him so many times that Mr. Darcy has to interfere. Mr. Darcy grabs me off of Rafael, who's shocked.

"Rafael Hernandez, this damn conversation isn't over!! You hear me?"

I'll drag his sorry ass later. I'm sitting crossed-legged and fuming. Also, I may have ranted too much while I was in furious mode. Raffie always skipped school to hang out with cool kids and now he's working on a damn time machine. Mr. Darcy gives me a look of pure horror and I just show my hand. "Don't. My brother only hung with the cool kids, smoked weed had sex with whoever, and came home at 3 in the morning.."

"Well, that doesn't sound too bad"

"through my bedroom window, when I'm still doing my homework, my damn physics homework!"