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me pouting in Jacobs arms, Violet carrying my crutches, and Rose trying to find something sweet in the Mexican meal that Violet had made for the family. Then my mom came from the sidewalk, looking at Rose like she was ready to give her a good scolding for leaving her at the house. “You know I don’t like being carried, let me have my crutches back.” I said feeling more embarrassed at having my brother carry me than I had at having Shane or Jasper. “You never have any problem with having them carry you,” Jacob accused. “Because she likes them,” Rose started before hit her. “Ow!” She protested, rubbing her arm. “Well, it’s true!” She said in her own defense. “Put me down, or I’ll knock you down!” I threatened Jacob. “You never knock them down.” Jacob complained. “Because they’re older than me. Now respect your elders and PUT ME DOWN!!!” I yelled at him, making him drop me right  then and there. I landed on my tail bone and it felt like I chipped it. Then the angle I landed on forced me flat on the ground. But my hair, which was up in a high, tight ponytail, caught on a tree root, while my back was still arched, forcing my back to stay arched, but pulling some of my hair out. My back snapped like twenty times by the time I had unhooked my hair from the root, which made me realize how much my back hurt. I rolled onto my side, which had Jacob’s legs in front of my mouth while I started yelling curses on the top of my lungs, his legs muffling some of my profanities. Everybody but Shane, Jasper and Joshua started laughing so hard that a couple of them fell over. That couple was Rose and Jacob, but without Jacob’s legs to muffle my profanities, they were loud and clear. But that also meant that Jacob had landed on top of me, which had me yelling even louder. “Molly!” Jasper and Shane yelled in chorus, dropping Joshua who was too stunned to move yet. “If she’s yelling like this, it just hurts. Somehow, she knows when she’s got a broken bone, or anything major, and that’s when she cries silently, as you found out the first day she came here. But she’s fine. There’s a rope in my car. You can use it to tie up your little captive.” Rose said, tossing the keys to Shane, who hadn’t yet recaptured Joshua. Jasper and Joshua were only about ten feet apart, Joshua in the lead, but Jasper was gaining on him. A minute later Jasper was back with Joshua in his grasp, but just barely. Shane had already gone to Rose’s car, and gotten the rope. He easily tied it around Joshua, in a knot that it would take about five minutes to untie. He tied the other end to his wrist, so that Joshua didn’t have any hope of escape. Then, he and Jasper turned to me. Well, I had just stopped screaming my profanities, and had started wiping the mud off my entire back and left sides. I was wiping the mud off my butt when they saw me and started laughing. Wait, no. Howling was more like it. My face was red and hot, but I kept wiping the mud and crap off of me while Rose lectured me for ruining my designer clothes. And they were howling for a long while. Their booming laughter somehow attracted Jeff, who always cut through this park to get home after basketball games. “What the hell? Who the hell could possibly have Shane and Jasper howling this hard?” He yelled from across the park.  Then I tripped over something as I tried to hide behind Rose and Violet who were setting up a picnic, and unfortunately, they had decided to have the food and everything next to the pond. I tripped, and barely dodged landing in the food to land in the pond. I fell head first into the water, and every inch of me was soaked. To make things worse, it was freezing!!!!!!! I have never been so cold in my life. When my head broke the surface of the water, Shane and Jasper were already at the edge of the pond, howling even harder than before. The group on the edge of the pond gradually grew, along with the tempo of my chattering teeth. “Molly, get out of there in my designer clothes!!!” Rose shrieked when she finally reached the edge of the pond. She was next to the howling boys. I’d been trying to do just that since I’d caught my breath. “Oh, and the food’s done.” She said as if she was trying to lure them away from me. She tried describing the food, but it had no effect on the boys. Then she whispered something into Violets ear, and got backhanded. “Rose-Marie!!! How could you forget something so vital to add, and not warn her to stay away from it!!!! What’s worse, you knew she’d be the most likely to get…ugh. You will receive my rage at home. Right now we need to help her.” I haven’t heard her screech in a long time, because she can only screech for an extremely short amount of time before she loses her voice. Then she approached the boys and said “Go eat.” “Why? Seeing her come out of there sopping wet will definitely be the funniest thing that’s happened today.” Jeff said. “Or, she’ll have Rose, Jacob, Jordan and I help her beat the snot out of you.” She said in a voice that she normally reserves for telling ghost stories or to scare the crap out of people and make sure they understood perfectly when she was threatening them. “Why would she do that?” Shane asked truly entertained by the idea. “Because Rose forgot to tell her that if her clothes were in cold water, they’d next page