You watch as you parent drive away. The old family car filled to the brim with suitcase and the like. You smiled a nice, friendly smile until they were out of sight. "Yes" you said to yourself. Now the house was all yours.
"No chores, no rules, no parents" you said to yourself as you walk in the house.
Your three sister right behind you.
Alex, the oldest. She stood 5'7, chocolate brown hair that hung just below her shoulders. Her full athletic form, filled her track pant and pull over hoodie. She was in much the same mindset as you. NO parents, meant no rules. She rushed off to her room. She had to prepare and make plans.
Next was Brittany. Your twin sister, though she’d deny even being related to you. She had bright red hair, dyed to be actually red. She stood a mere 5'2 but with a body the even Alex was envious of. Her Double D chest and ample backside. She had even been blessed with full pouty lips. She had the whole package, and she knew it. She teased and poked boys around to do her biddings. Scoffing at her siblings she made her way to the backyard to continue working on her tan.
Finally squeezing between you and rushing into the house, Stephanie ran to grab the remote for the TV. The youngest of the four, she stood a little taller than Brittany at 5'3. Though she had turned 18 a few months back she acted a few years younger. She had developed early and by now she was starting to look like Brittany, though without the attitude. She was more sporty than Brittany, though not the athlete Alex was, which made her small and pert looking.
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