Shorts, Bikinis, and Cute Launch Drivers

Chapter 2

“Hey there Vincent!” Peter says, as Vincent runs ahead of me to my car window that Peter was sticking his head out of. 

“Hi Peter! Look what I made today in school,” he says, holding up an oragami swan he made in art.

“Wow! That’s so cool Buddy,” Peter says, ruffling Vincent’s crazy dark brown hair.

I hear a few boys laugh loudly. I look over at them. They were probably in fifth grade, no more than 11 years old. They were pointing at Vincent. “Look, the little boy made a birdy,” one says, in a sarcastic voice. They all laugh some more and I start to get really mad. 

My face turns beat red and I start taking steps towards them, not quite sure what would happen. I hear Peter’s door opens and he runs towards me. He grabs be by the arms and has to get a firm grip on my wrists so I don’t escape. 

I get really mad when people make fun of my brother, even if it’s as small as the fifth grader’s comment. Anything set me off. Peter drags me to the car and puts me in the passenger side. He then lifts Vincent up and over the side of the car and into the back seat.

“I think it’ll be safer if I drive,” he says, knowing how tense I get. I tend to take my anger out on anything I can get my hands on and even I accepted the fact that it was better if I stayed away from the steering wheel.

I look up at the mirror and see Vincent staring out at his school. He wasn’t happy, nor was he upset. He just seemed distant. I knew he didn’t like kids making jokes about him. He realized that he was different. But I also knew that he hated seeing me loose my temper, but I felt very protective of him. I was really one of the only people he had. Besides me, he had my dad. My dad was always there for us, that is after 4:30 on weekdays. 

My dad was a professor at a nearby college. He wasn’t as busy as my mom. My mom was the C.E.O. of some big fashion company and she was never around. Always had meetings or whatever. 

So it’s only my dad and I, and Peter of course.

THIS IS A STORY THAT I WILL FINISH!!! IN THE PAST I HAVE SAID THAT I WOULD FINISH A STORY AND DON'T BUT THIS ONE WILL BE FINISHED!!! Okay so I couln't fit the whole thing in here but this is the second half of the first chapter. For those of you who are wondering, a launch driver is a person who drives a launch (obvi) but a launch is a boat tht takes you from the dock to your boat at like a yacht club. Some people call them water taxis but I personally hate that, so I say launch like almost everyone else. Okay, so slow start, but it WILL get better. Promise!