It was morning and the golden sunlight poured into the room filling it with Colour. Max woke up, he could not get any sleep after the dream last night he slipped into his jeans and pale blue top and made his way downstairs. he touched the smooth surface of the railings moving his hands across the cold metal. His parents were making breakfast fried eggs and toast. Jack walked into the kitchen and quietly sat down “oh i’ve washed your covers they were wet” Jacks mother exlaimed Jacks face went red with fury and his brother across the table gave out a loud smirk his brother mark was not much older than Jack he was only 15 (Jack was 14) and he had light brown hair which was a contrast compared to jacks very light blonde hair.

Jack glared at mark for about 3 seconds before mark turned his head away “So are we all ready” his dad shouted in a proud voice “ready for what” the two borthers replied. Our HOLIDAY he shouted in a embarrasing booming voice “where?” but there father refused to tell them.