Summary: Two sisters, and two brothers from two different families. Things could really go messy when the two pair of parents put their graying heads together and play matchmaker.
I climbed into the back seat of the black Lexus my dad was driving.
"Why do we have to do this?" my sister grumbled as she followed me into the car.
"Kate honey, why can't you just take it like your sister? She's taking this far better than you are," my mother admonished from the passenger seat.
Kate shot a glare at me.
"But she's right. Why are we doing this?" I asked hoping that the comment will appease my sister.
"Cecilia, don't be difficult," my mother said, almost without any thoughts.
"We won't be if we know why we're being made to dress up so nicely and driven off to God-knows where all of a sudden," I said as a matter of fact.
My father sighed. "We're going to see the Hayes—you remember them right? Two boys, one is about your age, and the other is older?"
"The Hayes? As in the Hayes?" Kate asked incredulously.
"Yes honey the ones," my dad replied tiredly.
My sister and I looked at each other.
"They're assholes!" Kate exclaimed. Her eyes widen quickly as she realized her mistake, and she quickly put her hand to her mouth.
I was first to recover. "How do you know?" I asked.
She looked defeated, and uncomfortable. "My… my girlfriends attend the same boarding school as they do, and they said the sons are the biggest jerks ever," she said uncomfortably.
The rest of the ride was spent in silence.
"What? Why are we having girls for dinner?!" Ryan asked loudly.
"What this imbecile meant to say is that why are we having these guests all of a sudden at dinner," Chris interrupted before Ryan throws another one of his infamous tantrum.
Ryan glared at his brother, silently agreeing with him.
"We just want you to get…acquainted with the children from a family so much like ours," Mr. Haye replied uncomfortably under the glares of his sons.
"This had better not be some of weird schemes of yours old man," Ryan said, narrowing his eyes.
The two brothers began walking out as Mr. Haye wondered aloud after them. "What is it with children these days?"