Your mom told you she'd pick you up today from school, seems like it was a lie because you've been waiting for an hour now and she still hasn't shown up.

Just as you were about to walk home, a car suddenly pulls up beside you. You recognize the car, it's your brother's car.

Blade rolls down the window, arm resting on the window sill as he revs up the car's engine. "Get in loser, mom told me to pick you up."