Kayleen pushed the strands of light blonde hair away from her pale face as she slumped back on the couch. Her pale green eyes wandered around, studying each of her three siblings expressions. "Well what the hell are we supposed to do now?" She asked, breaking the momentary silence.

So far their summer was a bumpy one: yesterday afternoon seemed to start off the perfect summer until some old women showed up, ordered them around for a little while and ended up dying in her sleep. Last night her older sister and brother managed to toss the body off of the desserted dock around the corner and it seemed like all of their problems were solved. That was until they realized that they threw the women in with the money their mom had payed her. And now they were screwed. Two months alone with no money pretty much made their perfect summer horrible.

Her gaze wandered past her siblings and towards the large window leading to the front yard. It was a beautiful day out: the sun was shining and the warm July day was made bare able because of the light breeze. All would be good if they could just be out at the beach or something unstead of sitting here. This was all her older siblings faults. If they hadn't been stupid enough to just throw her off without even looking for vakuables - or the money for that matter, none of this would've happened.

[WTF is that video xD. Well, Irish people are just jealous of us Americans and our accents :]. They all sound like the guy from the Lucky Charms commercial anyway. In Ireland can't you have beer when you're like twelve or is that just a rumor?]



"It's your fault anyway, Taylor. You're the one that killed the babysitter," Brittany concluded, tugging at the strands of her straight blonde hair as she moved off of the couch and towards the front door, slipping on her white flip-flops. The ten year old wasn't in much of a position to judge, considering she too was excited that the woman was gone but now that things were starting to crash and burn, her older sister seemed like the perfect person to blame. She really didn't care much about having the perfect summer considering she was ten years old and all she wanted to do was play outside but seeing that her siblings were excited, it seemed fit to be too.

"If we have no money then how are we gonna buy icecream from the icecream man?" Brittany asked, as she pulled a white zip-up Abercrombie sweatshirt on. "You gotta go work, Taylor. You should be the new icecream man or go own a toy store or a candy store," She suggested as she pulled open the front door, waiting for her sisters.

{Bon Qui Qui owns all of ye Irish kids ;D. Irish people think they're so cool xD! I had this Irish counselor at camp and she was such a bitch but moving on, I like the little lucky charms guy and I heard in Europe there is no drinking age but idk. Atleast Americans aren't all red heads ;].}

Kayleen rolled her eyes at her brother's careless and ignorant state of mind. Walking over to the front door, she slid on a pair of sandals and followed her younger sister out the door.

"Taylor didn't kill her, you idiot," Kayleen said, with another roll of her eyes as she walked off of the porch and onto the sidewalk. It was very nice out compared to the last stormy week and Kayleen wanted to take advantage of it so she was glad that Taylor suggested they go to the boardwalk. "She's not owning a stupid toy store, you retard. She's only sixteen," She said, pulling her light pair up into a ponytail.

[ That's a cute accent! I want an English one. I don't really have an accent but I talk like this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TywmpMQYojs. New Yorker's have major accents but us Cali kids don't :]. ]

Brittany smiled at the familiar sight of the boardwalk: the rushing sounds of waves, the smell of the ocean and cotton candy, laughter of kids and the sound of carnival music. She looked back around to find that Taylor wasn't with them anymore and she eventually spotted her older sister pushing her way through a crowd of boys. She saw Spencer and knew they must be his obnoxious friends.

She crossed her arms until her sister finally arrived back. "I want to go play in the arcade then get pizza," Brittany said, grabbing onto Taylor's arm so she would listen. "Lemme have some money!"

[I'm from New York but I talk like that guy too. x] We're having the most off topic conversation.]

Kayleen stood with Brittany, waiting for Taylor to return. She watched as she stormed over to Spencer's friends and watched as Spencer appeared from the crowd before quickly returning into the pack. She couldn't help but to laugh as Taylor rammed into some guy.

Kayleen sighed dramatically as Brittany spoke. "No. Taylor, tell her no. We aren't wasting any money on stupid arcade games," She ordered as she looked over at her older sister. Brittany was a pain in the ass when she didn't get her way and Kayleen knew she was probably going to throw a fit or something but if they had no money coming in, they weren't going to waste what they did have on stupid games.

"Mom always lets me," Brittany replied as she crossed her arms, shooting Kayleen a dirty look. She looked over at the group where Spencer was and then back around at the boardwalk. She knew Spencer wouldn't want them hanging around with his friends and that wasn't Brittany's ideal day either. Not caring that Taylor would probably be back soon, Brittany headed down the boardwalk towards the amusement park.

Why should I have to listen to Taylor anyway? It's not like she's the babysitter.

Carnival music filled the air and the smell of popcorn and cotton candy grew stronger. Carnival games, spinning teacups, small rollercoasters and the large ferris wheel all came into sight but Brittany turned into the arcade. Loud, booming music filled the room as kids of all ages ran around holding tickets and tokens. A young boy, probably only three or four was holding a cup filled with the golden tockets that powered the arcade machines. After quickly glancing around, Brittany was surprised not to find a parent around, and she quickly snatched the cup from the boy's hands. After running to the back, more crowded area, she dumped the tokens into her pocker and tossed the cup onto the ground.

She walked over to the ski-ball machine and slipped a token into the slot.

Piece of cake.

"Be quick," Kayleen yelled as she watched Taylor walk off, telling them to stay with Spencer. Once her older sister was out of sight, Brittany walked off without saying anything. She was headed towards the amusement area obviously and Kayleen wasn't in the mood to have to argue with her. After yelling at her to stop a few times she gave up and walked over to where Brittany and Taylor had headed before getting lost in crowds.

She sat down on an empty bench looking out at the beach. The waves were crashing and the sun was shining, a perfect summer day. But this summer wasn't turning out perfect. They had no money, Taylor was getting a job and Spencer wouldn't be home even if he didn't get a job leaving Kayleen with Brittany. That basically equalled hell.