Lucky Me

Fourteen- Preganancy Tests/Creepy aisle

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Saturday, Dec 20

I sat in a cris-crossed applesauce position and read the list. "Alright we just need bread, more laundry detergent, paper towels, toilet paper and pre...preg- tests what?" I trailed off at the last item at the bottom of the list. My mom might be pregnant? And my parents are fighting, what the hell? I thought to myself, "What's wrong Izzy?" Brandon asks while we stroll, "Nothing's wrong and please, don't call me that or I will kill you." I say with a stern look, he widens his eyes and pretends to seal his lips together and throwing away the key behind him. I shake my head and laugh to myself quietly. People past us with weird stares.

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After we got the last few items except the tests, I went to go grab them myself just so Brandon doesn't feel weird. The aisle was quiet and it was very dim. It gave me the creeps, I look around me just to make sure nobody saw me get these things. I sigh, I'm acting stupid. I just grab the box and walk back to where the cashier and Brandon are. "So, are you guys together?" She says while she scans the items, "Oh no, um we were just getting these for somebo- for um my friend." I nervously laugh, Brandon and I gave each other looks, "You guys still look adorable together." She smirks at me and winks. I look at Brandon who is looking at me with wide eyes, I laugh quietly. "Alright there you are! That'll be $40.56 please." The cashier says, and I hand her my money, and gives back me some change. I mutter a thank you to her and get all the stuff in the cart. Brandon got the cart and headed towards the gliding doors. "That was fun." He said to me, I nod, "Yeah, except the part where you almost made me fall out of the cart. But yes it was fun." I laugh and he joins me.

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We arrive at my house and take out all the groceries and put them on the kitchen counter. My mom enters the room with her brush in hand, which had dried hot glue between the handle and brush part because it broke in half, and a phone in the other. She slightly waves with the brush to me and continues to brush her hair while she talks on the phone. I stepped out the swinging door that separated the kitchen and living room, and mouthed "Come on." To Brandon. I plop myself down on the couch and groaned. "I'm so tired." I muffled against the pillow. Brandon sighs, and I sense him walking towards me. Then I felt Brandon sit on the back of my thighs. "Oh my god, Brandon!" I shouted and he laughs. I tried to shake him off but I soon gave up. "Bro, I'm way more tired than you, I pushed you around the grocery store in a cart, you just sat there and just looked pretty." He says, and I have to say, what he said was true. I turn my head sideways, "Thats true, but I'm not pretty. Nor am I trying to be because it's a waste of my time."
"You're totally gorgeous, and as am I, we're the queens of the bitches."
"Okay now get off of me!" I shout and wiggled under him. Which accomplished nothing. I sigh, "You're such a fat ass. Jesus." I joke and chuckle.

A/n:
Hello
Sorry for the longggg wait
But here is your update sorry for the awkward and stupid ending but yeah u get it thanks!

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