You were cool, Nat!

You were cool, Nat!

I think you could call our family as a complicated one, first, I know my brothers since I was 4 and they were 2 and 7, our parents were neighbors at that time, then, their father died. My father got an affair with their mother, and mine left.

In the end, my father and their mom got married and began a new life together.

When we were young I used to spend plenty of time at our neighbor’s house, they had a better yard and a swimming pool, and that ... that made a big difference.

Their older brother used to boss us around all day, for me he was an adult, even when he was only three years older, and respecting him was something natural.

We spent plenty of time together, at the pool, or just playing plenty of games, sometimes Nicholas, that is my older neighbor’s name was the teacher and the rest were his students, sometimes we played families, this last one included a family dog.

I loved that role, but the twins always insisted that I had to be the mom, but I never liked taking any authority role, on the contrary, I was more than glad of letting this role on their hands while I played being a pet, a kid or a naughty student. I was a natural at those.

Things were never naughty, yes, Nicholas would spank us as a teacher from time to time. We were kids, our parents bathed all of us together when needed and nobody seemed to have a problem. We had plenty of fun.

I was 11 when Nicholas began to babysat me, not that it was needed, I mean, my parents knew that they could send me to the neighbor’s place anytime and I would be more than happy. But, it was my parent’s idea to have him babysitting me, that way, he could earn some money, and learn about responsibility.

That was fine, I enjoyed being with him, for me he was something cool, older, and you know, cute.

I think I developed a little crush on him at that age, he never noticed or if he did, kept it secret. I’m sure I made things difficult for him, willing to catch his attention I often acted brattily.

He had stopped playing with us during that last year, and I think that that was the reason for me to enjoy so much his company. I missed him in our games.

He threatened with spanking me plenty of times, but I never got more than a smack or two, and not without a reason, I’m sure that if it had been with my dad or mom instead, I would have got a full spanking.

I think that during that year, was the last time I played family with the twins, without Nicholas, who had been gradually spending more and more time with his friends than with us, the family game hadn’t sense anymore.

I always asked to be the family dog, and that left them with the mom and dad role, something they didn’t like at all. From that point, my visits to their house were more and more sporadic.

Nicholas still babysat me for a couple of years more, my crush on him was a past thing, and by that time, I wanted to be like mom.

A great professional, that’s why I put my focus in my studies and nothing else. I was about 14 when my neighbor’s dad passed away, he had been sick for a while, and at the end, cancer took him away from his family.

That shocked us all, you know people die, but it’s different when you know the person when you’ve been raised by him as much as by your own parents. I had my studies and family, but the boys and Nicholas in special had a hard time.

At school I was called princess, but not in a good way. An A class student, best one at studies and at sports, and member of three clubs. For everyone I was only trying to make myself interesting, rejecting any dating proposal without blinking.

Of course, the real reason was that I had a target.

I would become a businesswoman like mom, and that mean getting awesome results at school and then at college. I had my future planned until the age of 30. Friends, dates, and boyfriends were not a part of the plan.

What I didn’t know was that my family was not as happy as you could think.

Mom, totally focused on her career had lost her sense of family and she was spending more and more time on business traveling than in our house.

Dad, on his side, he was comforting our neighbor and getting some comfort himself.

Things exploded one year later, Mom and Dad got divorced. I blamed Dad, I admired Mom, she was my heroine, a living model. Dad was just Dad ... The one who had broken the marriage and our family.

My world crashed when I told mom that I wanted to live with her and she said no. She had her own life planned, and being a single mom, wasn’t part of it neither.

I found myself alone, I hated my Dad, Mom didn’t want me with her. I had no friends, and my neighbors, of course, were not the solution. I saw them as part of the problem, their Mom had seduced my Dad, at least, from my point of view.

The only thing I had, was school, and that became my obsession.

One year later, our families officially joined, and I found myself with three brothers, the ones that had been my neighbors, we had dreamed about living together plenty of times when we were young, but then the reality was different.

We had changed, each one of its own way, Nicholas, well he had lost control of his life when his father had died. For some time had problems at school and even a few incidents with the law.

He had managed to step out and was doing better, but he was different from the guy I had known.

The twins, they were 14 and felt the need to show that they were different to each other, also, dad and I moved us to their house, which to their ears must sound like an invasion.

The only thing that tamed them was that they were discovering sex and were curious about female forms, and for that purpose, having a sister was not that bad.

I never cared too much about clothes. At home, I tend to be casual, to the point that my stepmother had to remind me from time to time to close an extra button of my pj’s top or at least to wear a bra underneath if I had been too focused into my books to mind about it.

My brothers brought friends at home often, the three of them, I would often feel their eyes on me at any chance, but that gave me the perfect excuse to close myself in my room and study.

If it was the family only, my dad wouldn’t allow me to stay in my room, he wanted me to be part of the family, but with my brother’s friends there, he never had an objection.

We were still getting used to being a family when our parents left us for their honeymoon, only one week.

They left me in charge, Nicholas was the older, but somehow, our parents considered me the best suited to be the authority role.

Of course, I hated the idea, my tests were close, and I had plans to study as much time as I could. Being in charge would mean having that time considerably reduced.

You could think that the situation would make Nicholas mad. Not having the authority when he was the older one. Not at all, he was happy, he was 18 already and had his own plans that included parties, friends and at least one girl.

The twins asked to bring friends at home during the weekend. I thought that it would be a good idea, if they were with friends, I would be free for my studies, our parents left us some money, so we could order some pizza an I would not even need to cook.

When their friends arrived, it was a sunny Saturday, I had gone running first time in the morning and Nicholas was still at the bed.

I left them in the garden with the premise of not bothering me unless it was for a real emergency, and went to my room.

I was focused on my books when someone rushed into my room.

“Brad is drowning!” Samuel was there, out of breath.

I could barely remember them asking me to use the swimming pool, big mistake! I should never leave them there on their own. I jumped and ran out to the garden, there, the boys were around the swimming pool, one boy was on the water, face down, why in the hell no one was trying to help him!.

I jumped into the water and reached the boy, he seemed unconscious, I had to drag him out and checked him. He wasn’t breathing, but I could feel his pulse.

Luckily, one of my extracurricular activities had been first aids, so I tilted his head back lifting his chin and began with the CPR. I did the process twice until I noticed he had his eyes opened and was smiling.

All of them began to laugh and I felt as much stupid and mad. “Funny, very funny guys! you almost cause me a heart attack!” I said standing and stomping my feet furious.

I looked at them. “Everyone inside, now! the swimming pool is closed!” I yelled, and they went inside myself.

I was heading to the bathroom when I almost stumbled with Nicholas. He looked at me from head to toes.

“What in the hell happened?” He asked while yawning.

“Ask the little bastards!” I said getting into the bathroom and locking the door.

“Hey! I was about using it.”

“Use the master one!”

I picked the towel and watched myself into the mirror. That was great! I had given those boys a show, I had worn a t-shirt and a pair of thin shorts, with those clothes all wet, my breasts were clearly visible through the clothes since I had no bra, my panties were also in sight, but that didn’t worry me that much.

I had a shower, wrapped me in a towel and went to my room to get changed. Still furious I went down, they were playing a video-game as if nothing.

“Richard and Samuel, we need to talk!”

I said, they came, and we headed into my room.

“Do you think that was funny?” I said after closing the door.

They looked at each other and shook their faces, and it was obvious that they were trying to hide their laughs.

“I hope you enjoyed it because I’m going to ground you for the rest of the week. The only reason I’m not sending your friends back home is that I’m not in the mood of giving explanations to their parents.”

“Come on Nat! It was only a joke!”

“A joke? I wasn’t joking when I said that I had almost a heart attack, your silly game made my heart race, I did CPR to a boy that wasn’t in need. You don’t know how dangerous is that! I could have broken him a rib. Also, you made my clo ... Forget it, I think those are enough reasons to ground you. If you don’t agree, then call mom and dad and see what they think!”

They were about complaining again but I hushed and sent them back to the living room. My plans for a Saturday of studying alone had been sent to the garbage. I took my books and went with the kids I would use the kitchen’s table to keep an eye on them.

At lunchtime, we ordered pizzas as planned and Nicholas joined us, he did a few jokes about the whole thing, but once he saw that I wasn’t laughing at all shook his head.

“You were cool Nat, what happened?” He asked mocking me.

“Plenty of things happened, Nicholas, only that you don’t seem to notice, we’re not kids anymore, even when you act like a bratty one.”

The table was silent, the twins and their friends were looking to each other.

“Nicholas looked at me. “I could give you the spanking you seemed to be desperately looking for years ago, Nat.” He said, bitting a piece of pizza.

That comment made me feel embarrassed enough to make me blush and stand up from the table.

“Try it! If you do it you’ll be in charge! if you don’t you will do as I say for the rest of the week, and that means, taking care of your brothers!”

He was eating calmed. “I’m not interested in being in charge, Nat, I’m good, and you’re doing great.” He said with a smirk on his face.

“Don’t make fun! I’m neither interested! I hate being in charge and I never asked for it, I never asked for your mom and my dad to...” I stopped, feeling I was going too far. “I just want to go to my room and study!”

Nicholas looked at me. “Yeah, that’s your problem ... You can’t even remember how to have fun, not anymore.”

“Yes Lucky, that’s right! you were fun, now you’re ... like an old lady!” Said one of the twins.

Lucky, that was the name they used when we played family and I was a dog. Those memories came to my mind making me feel embarrassed, but at the same time a bit jealous of the past me.

“I’m not ... I mean, I have targets to reach, something that no one else in this loser’s house seems to have.”

That seemed to had an effect in Nicholas, but also into the twins.

“So ... for you, we’re losers, aren’t we?” I shook my head. “That’s not...”

“Yes, that is ... don’t hide it, Nat.” I sat down in my chair.

“Ok, I accept, but under my own conditions.” He said after a while. I looked at him shocked. “What?”

“I will be in charge, before or after spanking you, you chose that, but don’t expect to do as you want, because if I’m in charge you’ll be expected to obey, and if that means to play with us, then you will.”

“You’re crazy! I won’t let you spank me!”

“Are you sure?” He said with a shrug.

“You would be freed from responsibility, treated as a little girl, or if you prefer, as a dog ... just what you always wanted.” He was serious about it, I couldn’t believe it.

I looked around all the kids were silent and shocked, different expressions but all had something in common, they were excited.

“Nat, when was the last time you had fun? The last time you weren’t worried about tests, homework and those things. Want to know something? Getting good results is good, but you’re forgetting everything else, you’re wasting your life.”

“I ... I’m not wasting it! I’ve my targets, I know what I want and I’m not losing my time getting it. You’re the one wasting your time while running into a mediocre life.”

“So ... you always talk about your targets, but never told about them, so, Nat, what’s your target in life?”

“I want to be like M...” I got silent.

Like mom ... that was what I was about to say. That had been my target ... long time ago. But ... mom, she had left me, she never fought for our family, I wanted to be like her? Really?

I had been ignoring everything else around me, not having friends, not dating, to be like her?” I began to cry, as my whole world crumbled under me.

I felt someone hugging me, when I looked I found my three brothers around me, nobody else. Their friends? Who knows.

“Hey, is ok Nat, I was joking and I went too far, I’m sorry...” I heard Nicholas.

“Yes, we’re sorry for the joke, we were stupid...” The twins apologized.

I trusted the twins, but not Nicholas, he had been talking seriously.

“What I’m going to do now? just ... forget about everything I’ve been working for?”

“Maybe ... maybe not, It’s good to have long-term targets, but you’ve been working to get ready for your life, don’t you?”

I nodded.

“Your life started 16 years ago Nat, once you finish your studies you will be what... 21? 22? that’s a quarter of the average life, so, try having fun while you work for your future.”

That made sense. Didn’t help, but made plenty of sense. “So, what are your plans?” I asked.

“Mine? well, I’m going to be a graphic designer, maybe have a family, but ... I will enjoy the process as much as the results.”

“And we’re putting a pet’s clinic, I’m going to be a vet, and Richard will be the trainer.”

I smiled at them, but I was worried. “What about me?”

“You could be a model!” I heard and saw one of the twin’s friends opening the fridge and grabbing a drink.

I blushed. “Thank you ... I guess.”

“I’m talking seriously! my father is a photographer, he works for some magazines, and some of the chicks he works look like shit compared to you.”

I smiled at the idea, would be ironic, my mother had always blamed the women she saw at magazines, she said that using their bodies like that was degrading.