THAT BOY STOLE MY CHEESE SANDWICH! <On Hold>

Introduction

Agnes pov:

I swear having children is like looking after a wasp. There naughty, small, annoying, hurtful in many ways and they are a pain - mostly literally. But still, they are my little babies that are cute, adoreable little angels of Xander and mine. Anyway, right now I was making breakfast for the kids before they pack up to go to Mom and Dad's house.

What should I make...... Well, of course Agnes'es scrumptious cheese sandwiches! I get the bread and cheeses out of the fridge and start cutting the crust and placing the already cutted-crust bread on the triangular sandwich toaster, which I never knew what it was called. As I placed the cheese on the bread slice and place another one on it, I sneakily grab a cheddar cheese slice and place in my mouth as I close the sandwich magigy. I wait for the sandwich to heat up whilst I was dancing, with a cheese slice in my mouth.

MY ANACONDA DONT
MY ANACONDA DONT
MY ANACONDA DONT WANT UNLESS YOU GOT BUNS HUN!

"Mother? Why are u dancing to 2014 music?"

SHOOT!

"We are in the year 2034 and why do you have a cheese slice hanging in your mouth like in this picture?" My 14 year old daughter, Ariana, asks - holding a picture that was took in 2015 and was from the attic....

WAIT - THAT WAS FROM THE ATTIC!

"Ariana Jadore, why did you steal a picture from the attic? This is personal stuff!" I say, taking the picture away from her.

I look at the picture seeing a 16 year old Agnes, making a cheese sandwich with a cheese slice in my mouth. I chuckle at my 16 year old self. Ahh, the days... The days we're it all began....

"What began?" Ariana asks, grabbing a chocolate bar from the sweet bowl. But then, I snatched it away from her hands and put it back.

"We do not eat chocolate bars at breakfast, young lady, and well... It was the start of when your father and I met. The start of our lovestory," I say, taking out the cheese sandwich out of the magigy and placing it on Ariana's plate. She took a bite out of the sandwich and moaned.

"SCORE!!!!!!!!!" My two boys come into the kitchen, Xander and Daniel, shout out. Not getting over the fact that Arsenal won, from 12 years without winning.

I shot a glare at Xander's face, since we only use our house voices in our house.
Xander whispered something in Daniel's ear, responding in a 'oh' answer.

"Sorry mum," Daniel, my 14 year old son, says in a house voice. He's Ariana's twin by the way.

"Anyway, let me remember the love story... Oh, I know it starts like -"

"You and dad fell in love, you broke up. Maked up, broked up, make up then marriage and had a hankey pankey to make us." The twins say in harmony and in boredom.

"THAT IS NOT THE LOVESTORY! Who told you that story? That was Auntie Charlie's and Uncle Luke's love story!" I say, surprised. The twins pointed to a special american someone that was on the couch eating dry cereal, Xander Jadore.

"What?" My stupid husband says, with his mouth full. I still think his personality is a 17 year old dufus. I gave him a death glare.

"Kids, I'm going to tell you the real story and it goes -"

"Eurgh, a story. WE'RE FREAKING 14 years old!" They say.

"Don't you two interupt me, anyway it goes like...."

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Hi guys, well this is my first teen fiction story! And did you know that here are no cheese emojjis? THAT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL! Anyway, I hope you like that introduction.

Peace out wattpaders,

Jossette xoxoxo