(A/N: Chapter 9 is here.... :DD Timmy is 9 years old and Reece is 6 years old in this story :3
BTW, Happy New Year everybody! Lots of love! <333)
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Saturday morning, when you woke up. You stretched your arms and kicked your covers. As usual, you did your daily morning routine and went downstairs to check Timmy and Reece. You found Timmy watching Spongebob on Nickelodeon while Reece on the other hand, was playing with her doll. You went to the kitchen and you’re expecting Nanny to be there but you only found James getting a bottle of nutella from the fridge.
“Where’s Nanny?” you asked. He didn’t spoke, instead, he pointed a note which was pinned on the fridge.
YN, I went to the supermarket today. I’ll be back this lunch. I just have to buy some fruits, veggies, fish and etc. Take care and oh, your brother is there, he's incharge of the breakfast.
“Ahh.” you nodded slightly.
“James, what’s for today?”
“Well, uh. It’s just, a bread and nutella.” He said.
“Seriously? That’s what we have for today?” you asked.
“Yep. That’s why Nanny went to the market.” He said while placing nutella on a bread.
“Here” He offered, a bread with nutella.
“Thanks” you smiled. You opened the fridge and to your surprise, a water container was only left, nothing else more than that. Crap! You got no chips to eat today. You decided to open your laptop since there’s no classes today. You logged in your twitter and facebook account. Your twitter homepage was flooded with Clarisse’s tweets. You didn’t mind all but this one caught your attention:
@IamSupperGirl15x: Had a great day with @Keith_Smith. *with a photo*
You viewed the photo that Clarisse inserted together with her tweet. Your heart sunk down when you saw the picture. Tears were forming in your eyes as you checked her photos together with Keith, kissing her on the lips and her cheeks, holding hands. You closed your laptop and ran upstairs. You went straight to your room and you sat on the floor while hugging your knees. You can’t do anything about it so you just cried and cried.
Timmy and Reece heard your sobs so they went to your room to check what’s going on. When the door opened, you quickly wiped your tears using your hand.
"Tita, what’s going on? Are you okay?" Timmy asked while patting your back.
"Tim, she’s obviously not okay! Look at her, she’s crying!" Reece yelled.
"Timmy, Reece, don’t worry. Tita’s okay. There was just something in my eye that I can’t remove and that’s it."
"If there was just something in your eye, why did we heard sobs?" Timmy crossed his arms.
"Don’t ever lie, Tita. You’re not good when it comes to it." Reece smirked.
"Okay, fine! I saw my boy classmate kissing with a girl. Their picture was uploaded on the internet."
"Why? Is there something wrong with that?" Timmy said.
"Tim, use your common sense. She’s jealous." Once again, Reece yelled.
"Yes, I am. Because that boy is currently courting me and I don’t know what to do."
"Okay, here’s my advice for you. Kick him. Sla-" Timmy was about to finish his sentence when he was cut off by Reece.
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FanficLoser /ˈlo͞ozər/ -One who cannot raise their social status easily. Idiot. A noun which belongs to YFN's set of nicknames in her school. Nah, she's used to it. Being treated like crap every day has been part of her routine. Yet her boring life gets...
