Intro :
"WHAT?!"
"Tia it's final."
"Mom you can't be serious!!"
"Oh, but I'm VERY serious."
"I'm 17 mom I can take care of myself."
"Yeah just like in the past when you told me that and you threw wild parties, got arrested a few times-"
"I don't recall those times."
"Well I do. Now you're GOING to have a babysitter for the next few months while I'm gone."
"But you don't even know the person-"
"You remember my friend Joyce right??"
"Yes."
"Well her son Prodigy-"
"HELL NO!!"
"Excuse me??"
"HELL NO!! Prodigy is the WORST person possible to EVER be stuck with for a few months."
"How??"
"He's a JERK, he's c**ky, he's arrogant, he's-"
"Ok I get the point, but that doesn't change anything. If you need Joyce you know they only live next door."
"Mom-"
"Bye sweetie love you!"
With that said she grabbed her bags and walked out the her waiting cab. This should be a very interesting few months...
Chapter 1 :
I plopped down on the couch and put my feet up getting ready to watch Notorious.
(Ding Dong)
I knew it was him so I ignored the bell and walked into the kitchen preparing some snacks then my door opened. I looked up at him with his bags and keys in his hands.
"I know you heard the doorbell."
"So??"
I grabbed the tray of snacks and went upstairs to my room deciding to watch it in there. I placed everything on the table next to my bed then he walked in my room.
"Where do I sleep??"
"The backyard."
"Stop playing f***ing games."
"Don't f***ing talk to me like I'm some little ass girl ok."
"Clearly you're a little ass girl if you need a babysitter."
"Shut the f*** up ok."
"Or what??"
I stood up and pushed him as hard as I could, but since I'm only 5'3he barely moved.
"What was that??"
"Prodigy jus get the f*** out!!!"
"Then show me where my room is."
I rolled my eyes and began walking down the hall to the furthest guest bedroom we had. I turned to walk past him and he licked his lips.
"To only be 17 you sure do have a banging ass body."
"Sh-"
"Too bad your face doesn't match it."
"UGHHHH!!!"
I screamed out of frustration and pushed past him running down the hall to my room slamming the door and locking it. I hate him !! . . .
Chapter 2:
