"Jake! Come on! We are going to be late for speech!" I call out to my little brother who stands at the front of the house stubbornly planting his feet, refusing to budge.
            "Go to Disney Land October 13th?" Jake asks, refusing to move until I say yes. I decide to give him an unclear answer, maybe he will come if I do......
               "I...." I start " DONT KNOW!!!??"Jake finishes for me yelling and giving a pouty face. I sigh, we are really gonna be late... I know I'm going to regret this later...
                 "Okay Jake, Disney Land October 13, can we go now?" I say carefully, studing his reaction, he smiles and hops down the porch to the car happily.

         Jake has severe Autism, he has a hard time keeping a normal conversation and uses video talk for a lot of his communication, if he's mad, sometimes he'll start singing the Brave song in a very off key manner very loudly, or do his "all aboard!" In a very crabby voice, it's actually kind of funny sometimes, but dealing with it, isn't.

           Jake has been going to speech at Rainbow Connection since he was 3, I have been going along with him since before I can remember, but now that I'm older I can stay home. My parents are doctors and they work crazy hours, sometimes, I have to drive him. We also have speech therapists at the house all the time, some of them I know better than my own family.

   I try to find the silver linings in things, like me and my brother Jake never fight over stupid things, Jake almost always follows the rules, and he really brings my family closer together.

        I have an older brother named Adam, but he is lazy and is probably not going to make it through college, he doesn't even care that it's wasting Mom and Dad's money. Because my parents are both very good doctors, they get paid quite a lot so we are pretty well off, though we do donate quite a large amount of money to research about curing autism.

       You wouldn't know something was off about Jake unless you looked closely, from far away, he seems like an average 14 year old boy. The closer you get, the more you can see that something is not quite right.

      Sometimes I just wish there was a pill Jake could take and wake up one day normal. But there is no cure and he will have to live like this for the rest of his life. I always try to find ways to help him learn and to make him happy.

      Now that you know about Jake, I guess I should introduce myself, my name is Amy, I'm 16, honors student. I'm one of the popular people at school because of my athletism, but I don't flaunt it. I actually prefer to be in quiet places, nobody knows about Jake but my best friend Taylor, and even she has a hard time pretending nothing is wrong when she comes over. I love horses, but I can't talk about it too much because people who don't ride don't consider it a sport. I'm an anime lover, can't get enough of the stuff! And I love to draw! Mostly anime, so I can't tell every one that I love to draw, a lot of people think that anime is weird, it's not very popular where I live. But in a nut shell, I'm a nerd!

       As me and Jake walk to the car, I clicke the keys to unlock it. I hop in the front passenger side and Jake in the back behind me. As we waited for the Aid to come I hand Jake my phone so he can play doodle jump.
         Most of the game apps on my phone, I downloaded so that if Jake gets upset or needs something to do, I have a quick solution. As Jake plays, I pull my kindle out from the side pocket and start to read. The Aid takes 15 minutes before she comes rushing to the car looking flustered, now I'm sure, we are going to be very, very late.