Dating my sister
So after that summer ended I was on my own with way to distract my parents. Things are going well, my friends and I feel like we're running the place and with our final year come a sense of entitlement and untouchability, and we can do no wrong.Janie was away at school and if something went wrong in our household it was either mom dad or me. Christmas comes and goes, Janie of course was new piercings but there apparently not where anyone can see and apart from my mother crying in her room two days before Christmas, things went smoothly. The way I figure it she has learned one of life's important lessons "Don't Feed the Bear." New Year happens and everyone is looking to great things and big changes, little did I know.Of course I gave it no more thought, I mean who would.
She came home for Easter and everything seemed ok, I mean she and dad got into it over some philosophical debate about his politics and she hit him with some left wing liberal mumbo jumbo, the two just stormed away from each other leaving the rest of us to deal with what was left of supper.
So a month and half goes by and she comes home for the summer in the middle of June with her first tattoo and her left ear has like seven piercings in it.