CHRISTAL
I stood at the entrance of the tent, my hand folded on top of the broom as I stared at my brother flirting with Penelope, one of the firebreather girls. The way she would twirl her pink colored hair as she batted her brown eyes at Chalmer, made me want to puke.
“Sorry to interrupt your little flirting session, but my brother has to help sweep the entrance for this weekend’s show,” I mentioned, giving her a fake smile. She rolled her eyes and walked away, not before blowing a kiss to Chalmer.
He slumped his shoulders and stomped towards me, giving me a furious stare.
“Way to ruin my chance of getting a girlfriend, Christal,” He whined.
“Oh, please. I am saving you before you end up like Dad and marry someone who is not for you. Besides, you’re still too young to be focusing
