Hey guys! So I think I only mentioned on one of my books that I was going on hiatus for a few days. Yeah.. Sorry... I was quite sick.. It was my throat and such. I gave me unbearable headaches and throat pain. Sorry I sorta ditched! I am back now! I will be updating some more! WOOOO. So as I promizedzzz;
Dave!
Thanks loves for still reading (The loyal homies)
~The Admin.
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You woke up to someone gently waking you.
==> (Name), wake up.
You fluttered your eyes open and looked over. Your sister was over here just wakin' ya up.
"Hey, wake up." She said. You sat up. You looked at the time on your phone clock. "Lindsay, its 5AM. What in the ever loving Hell, do you want." She smiled. "I want you to come to work with me. Get up I gotta be there soon."
You couldn't disobey her. "I want to sleep."
"Sleep in the car." She gotcha there. "Please, (Name) There's someone I want you to meet."
"I met him last night." You said. "No. Not Dirk." She said.
-----A little timeskip where the older sister has won the argument and you get ready-----
You look down at ya whole ensemble. Nicely done. You wore a (Fave/Color) Tank top that had a (F/Color) Long-sleeve, shirt under it that slid off of your shoulders. You wore (F/Color) Skinny jeans and (F/Color) (Vans/Converse).
Your (Hair/Color) hair was in (F/Hairstyle). You looked nice. You wore Black eyeliner and some light grey eyeshadow. It fit well with your pale complexion. you grabbed a small (F/Color) Back-pack and packed your phone charger (Duh) and your black headphones.
You also grabbed your sketch book and some pencils and a book you're currently reading.
You shuffled downstairs and sat on the couch, Phone in pocket. It was about 6:30. She didn't have to be at work until about 8. Weird.
She quickly came down stairs with her backpack too. She had her NASA Shirt and dark blue jeans and black converse. Her Grey beanie on her strawberry blonde hair. You found it weird that she had Strawberry blonde hair and you had (Hair/Color). <<If you have Strawberry Blonde, or Red hair, then ignore that last sentence, It wont apply to you.>>
"Ready?" She asked. You nodded and got up.
---Time skip brought to you by The Blood Artist drawing on the ground next to her victim.
:D---
Your sister pulled up into the half empty parking lot of her car at around 7:50. You two went and got breakfast and coffee. Cause a nigga know she needs that coffee and you just like it. <<If you don't then pretend you do. After all. The name of the book is called "A GAME OF PRETEND" HA. no jk. What if the whole book was based off of this one moment. Where you pretend you like coffee.
"Name) do you even like coffee??"
"Dave.. don't hate me.. I was.. I was.. PRETENDING. I played a game of pretend. I WAS PRETENDING THIS WHOLE TIME DAVE" *bursts into tears* "Oh (Name)... Why.. why did you play the game of pretend. I would have accepted you even if you didn't like coffee."
I don't know about me sometimes...>>
"C'mon." She said. She opened her car door and you and her got out. She procedded to lock the doors. You walked with her. "Why have I tagged along?" You asked. " 'Cause my job is cool and nerdy and I knew you'd like to see around and I thought you would like it."
You knew what she was really thinking. She couldn't stand the thought of you being stuck alone at home by yourself with no friend. You couldn't really be upset with her...
You and her stepped in.
The place was huge. The first thing you notice was the smell of coffee and people who looked like they haven't slept for days sitting at desks filled with nerdy things. Some of these people looked quite humble and kind.
Some of the nerdy people looked cute. They all looked like they where in their 20's. How unfortunate.
"See how big and nerdy it is?" She already explained it was a video game kind of company. They designed and modified buggy games and such. Even worked with computers sometimes.
"Look, there's that guy." You thought. "Lindsay!" He called out. Your sister stopped and looked over. It was Dirk. He had next to him a young boy with sunglasses and very pale blonde hair. He had a white shirt with red sleeves and a scratched disk on. He had black skinny jeans and red converse.. Nice taste in shoes sir.
==> (Name), fall in love at first sight with the younger boy.
You can not fall in love with the boy at first sight because you are too busy falling in love with that boy at first sight.
"Hey, (Name)." He said. He motioned to the young boy who looked about your age. " Lindsay, (Name), this is my younger brother, Dave."
He gave a sup nod to you that made you want to be like "A NIGGA BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?!"
You didn't though. He held out his hand to your sister, shook her hand, then yours. "Hey, I'm Dave."
You gave a nice smile. "I'm (Name)."
Your sister introduced herself too.
YOU THEN REALIZED THIS WAS THE BOY THAT WAS IN THAT HOUSE YOU SAW WHEN YOU WAS GOING TO YA NIGGAS HOUSE.
YOU ARE READING
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