"I do not want to hear another word, missy. You get your behind out here, this instant!" I called threateningly from downstairs.
There were loud banging and shuffling of footsteps moving towards me. A sullen looking girl with messily chopped dirty blonde hair came out of her room. Her icy blue eyes stared at me, daring for me to laugh. I did want to laugh, but I kept it in. Just then, a loud obnoxious laughter was heard from the kitchen. I whipped my head around and saw the dark head of my eldest. He was grinning apologetically.
"Cole! What the hell did you do to my hair?!" 13 year old Layne screamed at her brother, tears were already threatening to spill from her icy blue eyes. She charged towards her 15 year old brother, who upped and dashed towards the living room, missing Layne's hold. She screamed in frustration as her quick brother escaped from her.