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“Come on, Adam! We have to get home before four or mom will go mad,” a girl said.
“I’m coming, I’m coming. I just wanted to look at something..”
“You’re pathetic, man. You know that we can’t have pets, so just forget it,” a boy slightly younger than the girl said.
The boy and girl were my sister and brother. My sister’s name was Marisa; she’s pretty bossy sometimes. She’s eleven years old and was going to be twelve in three months. My brother’s name is Dylan; he’s mean to me sometimes but my mom said that’s what older brothers did. I thought my mom was wrong, because my friend, Sam, had an older brother who was really cool and always bought me and Sam a shake whenever we went down to the Ice Cream Bar. Anyway, my brother was nine years old and he just had his birthday a month ago. He’s pretty sore about not getting a BB this year. I told him one day that I didn’t get why he’s so sore about it and he told me that I wouldn’t understand because I was only seven.
We were walking home from school. It was finally the end of the school year. I just stopped in front of this one pet store that I always went into when it’s a short day for me. I only went in when I’m not with anyone in my family because they always had to remind me that I couldn't get any pets because of the cost. But I knew that someday, I would get a pet.
And that someday was going to be here soon. One day I walked into the store and this guy who owned the store, I think his name was Tim, came up to me. He told me how he noticed that I always came in here and looked at the animals and fish all the time. He just offered me a job here. He also told me that if I worked here, I could get myself some of my own money then I could buy anything I could afford with the money. I could get at least try to get a goldfish. I was so excited but then I remembered that I was going to be with my siblings and friends during the whole summer and would never be able to leave them. I thanked him for the offer and said I would consider it then I went home.
I sighed and slid my hands off the glass window after staring at a golden retriever puppy chase its tail and followed my siblings. I held onto Marisa’s hand and just stared at the sidewalk until we finally got to the front porch of our house.
Well, it’s not exactly our house. We were more like roommates in this house with this other family. This guy named Kevin and this lady called Wendy have this thirteen year old boy named Billy; I secretly called him Wet Willy Billy because of how he tortured me and Dylan with these very Wet Willies.
I went into Dylan’s room and mine and dumped my backpack onto my bed. I sighed while falling next to my backpack and just stared at the ceiling. I could hear Marisa and Dylan already arguing over something as usual.
I wish that I could get a pet. I’m tired of hearing my friends talk about their own pets. I glumly thought to myself.
