Sun Soaked Season by Chalen D. (warren buffett book recommendations .TXT) 📕

get caught, you'll get it."
"I won't get caught."
I got off the bed and walked quietly down the hall With Jason close behind.
"Would you keep quite?"
"I'm sorry." he muttered, holding onto the back of My shirt.
I checked the foyer, for shadows, along with the kitchen and living room doors. I lead the way to Dad's office with Jason tagging along close. Truth was, I hadn't been in Dad's office since I was five. I used to sit in the big chair while He wrote his stories. The office didn't change. Same over stuffed chairs, and walls filled with old family pictures. The only pictures you could get of us all together, was the Christmas picture. Of course if you could get Me out of bed, make Prestly stop throwing a fit over the tux He wore, Drag Mom away from the mirror by Her hair, and Bribe Jason to go out into the real world. Dad was the only one that was up early that morning smile in place. Sometimes I think He could Be high, but then I remember it's My Dad. I sat at the desk, and Jason sat in the chair across from Me.
"That's it."
"I know." I grabbed the Yellow folder, and pulled the papers out.
"Well?" He asked, as I Scanned it.
"They're getting a divorce."
He gasped, "Who asked for it?"
I could tell My brother was close to tears, so I didn't want to go on. I knew if I didn't He'd throw a fit, and throw us both under the bus.
"Not Dad."
"Mom?"
"Yeah." I said softly.
"Why Mom?" He asked, my unspoken question.
I flipped throw the papers.
"Doesn't say."
"What about the notes on the folder?"
I flipped the folder, and clenched My teeth.
"Living arrangements for Us."
"Are they going to separate Us Dakota?"
"They're letting Us chose."
"I Chose Mom. What about You?"
Mom was ruining our Family. Bam! Just tore it apart, without no warning. But Dad must of done something really Bad.
"No Comment."
"Your deciding aren't you."
I looked up at Him.
"Your My twin."
"That doesn't Mean you know Me."
"No it doesn't." He said. "But I know you are thinking who to chose, cause I was."
I looked down at the folder. I just needed to know why they where doing this. Why where they breaking our family? Should I even care? We weren't a real family anyway. I put the papers away and shoved away from the desk.
"I'm going to bed."
"What Do We do?"
"We wait." I said, as I stepped through the door way.
"I can't wait that long." he said catching up with Me.
I turned at My door, "Then you tell Him you snooped. Leave Me out of it."
He just looked at Me.
"Sweet dreams." I closed the door.
Sweet dreams didn't come to Me. In fact sleep didn't come to Me. I had to know Why. Did Dad cheat on Mom. Did they get into a fight so bad, that there was no mending them back together? They seemed normal at Dinner. Would they even give us an explanation, or give us the We love you very much but.. Speech. I normally wouldn't care, But I had to know what was going to happen to Me. I needed to know I wasn't going to end up in the middle.
"Family Meeting! That Means you To no Comment girl!" Mom called.
We all sat at the table.
"You Need to know that We love you all very much." Mom said.
And So it begins.
"But things Just don't work out sometimes." She said.
"Your Mother and I love each other, but we're not in Love. Does that Make sence?" Dad looked over our faces.
Jason and Prestly nodded slowly, I stayed stone still.
"Why?" I finally shocked myself by asking.
"Why?" Mom asked.
"Why Didn't things work out?" Jason asked, for Me.
"Your supposed to be a team." Prestly said.
They looked at each other.
"I fell in love with someone else." Mom said. "That doesn't Mean I love you any less." She added quickly.
" You all have a choice of where you want to live. You need to know that who ever you pick, the other won't Be mad." Dad said.
"Mom." Jason said.
"Mom." Prestly nodded.
And Just like that, I was thrown into the middle. Thank you Dearest Brothers, of Mine
"Dakota?" Dad put His hand over mine.
"Mom." I said, as He slowly took His hand Back. I grabbed onto it. "I care for you. My choice is Dad. I hope you understand."
She nodded blank faced.
"You do know You'll switch Schools right?" Dad asked.
"I Chose you."
I also Chose him because He Didn't call Me No comment girl He called Me Dakota. He made Me feel human, and not some, No Comment robot. which I guess is My fault she calls Me that in the first place. But is it really? She should of showed Us all love from the beginning. Love. That's another word I Don't care for.
"Boy's you have to know that My boyfriend will Be living with Me." Mom said.
"Dakota." Jason said.
"Let Me know when you come to your senses." I stood and left the room.
"Kota-" Prestly said.
"You too, Prestly."
"Dakota the family meeting isn't over." Mom said.
"There is no family." I paused at the door. "You ruined it."
When no one said anything I left the kitchen. I pulled a suit case from under the bed and shoved My clothes into it. How can the Queen of Romance novels, who writes about true love rip apart Her family. More importantly. How did I not notice?
~***~
Hugs in our family Weren't a normal thing, if you haven't noticed by Now. Dad hugged My brothers, who awkwardly hugged back.
"I'm just a call away." Dad promised.
"Say Goodbye to your Brothers Dakota."
I lifted a hand in a wave and they waved back.
"Well, Let's get on the road." Dad walked to the moving van and I followed him.
Could I rip apart Us siblings? Should I care? Would They stay for Me? They needed Me. I turned back. But they had each other. Dad Had No one. I made up My mind and got into the van, leaving My brothers standing on the porch with My Mom. Dad waved one last time and pulled away. I put in some head phones and pulled out a book. Even thought I liked My Dad Better than than My Mom, I still wasn't up for talking. Dad tapped My should after what seemed five minuets. I looked up to the new neighbor hood. Mom's in sweat suits pushing strollers charged down the street, while a group of boys played basket ball in someones drive way. Each house was a two story, and each house was running for the best lawn award. Shinny cars where in almost every drive way, and older people where on porch swings watching little kids play with cars and dolls. I just moved into family fairy tail land. Yippy for Me. Mental very hard head slap.
"Ready?" Dad hopped out of the van and slammed the door.
I leaned forward too look out His window, at our house.
"Come on Dakota! Last one inside does the dishes!" Dad called walking up the walk way with a box.
I shoved My book in My bag, slung it over My shoulder, and hurried past My Dad. We laughed as We fought our way to Be the first one into the house after He opened it.
"I win."
"For now. Hey, why don't you go pick your room, and then help Me bring in the boxes."
"Yeah sure."
I walked up the stairs and picked My room. When I went outside I froze on the porch. The Mom's and basket ball players Where watching My Dad. Even the little kids sat on the front porch Mouth open, mid play. The back of the van was surrounded in Men, as Dad handed down boxes. The men carried the boxes up the walk way.
"Nice to have you in the neighborhood." A Man told Me as He passed carrying My head board.
Normally I would turn and bolt to My room, when there was so many people. But There was two reason's why I didn't. One I didn't have a bed to hide under yet, and Two, I was mesmerized By how all the Dad's in the town came together to help My Dad. Almost as if one big Happy family. I guess I could Hide in My closet. I turned finally and walked to My closet. I closed the door, as voices carried into My room. I cracked the door open and three men stood in My room.
"How do you know it's Her room?" One asked.
"I have a teenage daughter." The other guy said setting down a box next to My back pack.
"Or you saw the bag." the third guy said.
They laughed as they left my room. I backed up and smacked at a chain. It smacked Me in the forehead and annoyed I yanked on it. The closet was flooded with light, showing a walk in closet. I sat against the wall, drumming my fingers on my raised knees until the voices stopped for awhile.
"Dakota?" Dad called out.
I opened the closet.
"What are you doing in the closet?"
"Putting My clothes away."
I followed His Eyes to My bag of clothes.
"Alright. How about We go out to eat tonight?"
"So You don't have to do dishes?"
"No, To celebrate our new house."
I raised an eyebrow.
"So I don't want to do dishes. Who in their right Mind Does?"
"Eating out it is." I said.
At that point I did something I have never in My life done. I left My room without the book I was reading. The place Dad pulled up to didn't look promising. It was packed, and By the time we got a table the dishes weren't all that clean. A wait set a bread basket on the table and left. We both looked at the basket. One of the bread sticks looked bitten off of. We looked at each other.
"Pizza?" Dad asked.
"Right Behind you."
We scrambled out of the both quickly and hurried to the car. We stood at the counter eating, something Mom Didn't allow Us to do.
"I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Why did you stop reading My books?"
I swallowed, "You really want to know?"
"Yes." He nodded.
"They're too predictable. I can figure out the end before half the book is through."
"That's not cause you skip to the end is it?" He chuckled.
"You taught Me that ruins the surprise."
"I did din't I?"
I nodded.
"So You Want a story with all kinds of twists?"
"Yeah. And the main Character should Be someone People can relate to. Rather it Be a Boy a girl."
"What would you pick."
"You mean the Sex?"
"Yeah."
"A girl."
"what would Her name Be?"
"Something that isn't used very often. Maybe a boy's name. You know, to give Her a bit of an edge."
"Like?"
I picked at the crust, "Stevie. Stevie Blake."
"And What would Stevie be like."
"She uses a lot of sarcasm, and comes up with come backs that sting like a sharp whip. She sits back and observes everyone. She should have a strange scene of humor. You know, When everyone would be sad