Step Siblings

Kristina, or Kris is just your average southern girl from South Carolina. When her dad meets someone special over the internet, she is forced to move to England to live with her new step family. Will she get along with her step sibling and his mates, or will it all come crashing down? (Sorry! I'm bad at descriptions! It is actually better than this makes it sound! I promise!)


8. Eat My American Food

Kris's POV

"Okay, since I'm tired of beating your butts' at video games, how about we play another game!" I suggested after hours on end of playing COD. It was now about 9:00 pm.


"Sure, what is it?" Louis, I learned it was, asked.


"It's called 'Eat My American Food'."


"How do you play?" Chase scratched his elbow, looking at me with a confused expression on his gorgeous face.


"Just how it sounds! I brought a bunch of foods from America, and I want you to try them!" I chirped, jumping up and down on my seat.


They all shook their heads, laughing at my enthusiasm.


"Alright, but I'm kind of scared." Brad, my nickname for him, looked a little worried.


"I'll be right back!" I clapped, jumping up excitedly. I brought all of my favorites, and things that I hate.


I went to my room and grabbed my huge box, and bags of food. They consisted of: Twinkies, Lucky Charms, Fruity Pebbles, Reese's Cups, Babe Ruth's, Mountain Dew, Payday's, Reese's Pieces, M&M's, Butterfingers, Tropical Skittles, Hershey's Kisses, Hershey's bars, a huge variety of Hershey's products, a variety of Wonka products, 3 Musketeers, Milky Way, Almond Joy, Mounds, and so much more.


I, in fact, hated 3 Musketeers, Tropical Skittles, Skittles in general, Milky Way, Almond Joys, and Mounds.


"Alright! I'm back!" I yelled really loudly, coming back into the basement.


"Gosh, Kris! We're all right here! No need to yell! I think I'm deaf!" Harry rubbed his ears, wincing.


I giggled. "Sorry, not sorry."


They all rolled their eyes, chuckling a bit.


"Guys, move the stuff out of the way, and put a big table in the middle of the room!" I was getting way too excited for this.


They got a huge, rectangular, plastic table and put it in the direct center, just as I had instructed. I sat on the end in a huge, comfy chair.


The rest sat on the sides in the order: Liam, Brad, Harry, and Niall on my right; Chase, Zayn, Louis on my left.


"Alright." I clasped my hands together. "First, we have... The one and only... Twinkies!"


They all groaned.


"From what I've heard, they're not exactly the most popular snack here in England..." Louis stated. "And the name itself just makes it sound unappetizing."


"You little pervert!" I reached over and smacked Louis in the chest. He mocked hurt, gasping. I rolled my eyes. "Get over it, pretty boy."


"You think I'm pretty?" I flipped his hair, trying to be seductive.


"Okay, this is getting just a bit off topic. Back to the Twinkies-" They all sniggered. "Oh my gosh, you bunch of immature little babies. Just eat it!"


They all burst out in laughter.




Can't say one thing without them taking it in a perverted way. This is gonna be a long night. I couldn't help but just laugh along. I was pretty dirty-minded myself.


"Here." I handed them each a snack cake and they examined it like it was something foreign. Oh, wait. It is something foreign to them.


"On the count of three. One..." They all inhaled deeply. "Two..." Brought it to their lips. "Three!" Biting into the cream-filled sponge cake.


There were a few disgusted looks and some satisfied looks.


Harry spit it out. "This is gross! You actually eat these?"


"As a matter of fact, I do. I was raised in a house full of Twinkie-loving people."


Once again, snorts came throughout the whole room. Cough cough, immature, cough cough.


"Well, I thought it was good." Niall spoke up, as I reached over and high-fived him. He more than gladly returned the gesture, a huge smile never leaving his face.


"Okay, put it down and wash out your mouth with the water I supplied. I don't want the taste lingering in your mouth when you try the next thing. It might affect the real taste." The boys obliged, tossing their remaining cakes and plastic wrappers in the bins, gargling some water, and spitting it in the basin. I couldn't watch or listen, it was quite repulsive.


"Before you try the next item, I ask that you rate on a scale from 1-10."


Liam: 6


Brad: 8


Harry: 2


Niall: 10


Chase: 4


Zayn: 9


Louis: 9


Once they had spoken their minds, we moved onto Lucky Charms, one of my personal favorites.


"Okay, so onto Lucky Charms!" I giggled, almost cringing at the extremely girly noise that had just escaped my lips.


After getting the boys' feedback on the food, I found the average of the results. (Adding all of the rates, and dividing between the number of people, 7)


Twinkies: 7/10


Lucky Charms: 7/10


So on...


(A/N: I actually did the math... Pathetic, right? Who does math at midnight?)


Overall, the best rated item was Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.


I came out happy with the outcome. Reese's were, after all, my favorite candy. (A/N: True fact, but you probably already knew that if you've read my other Movellas.)


Chase and Brad decided to stay the night. They were staying in Harry's room, turns out they all got along pretty well.


Then, I remembered.




The weight.


My modeling career.


It would only be once, right?


I would only do this until I got to the desired weight and then try to maintain it, right?


If only it was that easy.


A/N: Okay, I know that this is an EXTREMELY sucky chapter. I'm very disappointed in myself for giving you this crap chapter, but what do you expect at 12am? Alright, I have nothing else to say except, I love you, My Lilies, and that you should check out my other fanfics! Follow me on Twitter @1DMyIdols1D. Yep... Byeee!!! P.s. If you read this, comment, 'Malfie? I ship that!'



(On a side note, I totally ship Malife... Marcus Butler fans and PointlessBlog fans will understand. ;))





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