(Amber's Pov)
I woke up to the sound of giggles and little footsteps.
"Shhh! You'll wake her!" I heard one voice say.
"Don't worry, she's such a heavy sleeper, we could have a group of elephants come into our house and she would be sleeping." another person whispered.
In my half asleep state I didn't recognize these voices, so I used my powers to bring a wind strong enough to slam my door shut, since my window above my bed was open as usual.
I heard the satisfying slam, followed by shrill shrieks and screams. My senses now awake and alive, I sat straight up and looked around, looking for the screaming culprits.
My eyes laid on 4 of the 8 year old boys and the 3 11 year old girls, still in their pajamas, hiding in the corner with a bunch of shaving cream, makeup, and permanent markers.
"Guys, what are you doing?!" I yelled, attempting to swiftly get off my bed and give them the proper scolding and telling them how disappointed I am in them because they thought they could get away with drawing on my face, giving me a makeover against my will, and putting shaving cream facial hair on me.
Sadly, my plan failed.
My feet were tangled up in the sheets and next thing I knew my face had make contact with my wood floors. One word to explain the shooting pain in my face was ouch.
I heard giggles from the kids as I gave them a stern glare, which they returned with their signature puppy-dog eyes.
"Alright, Brenda, Kelly, Brandi, Sammy, Jack, Will, and Dylan, what do you want to eat?" I grumbled out. Today was a major fail for me.
After all the culprits got fed I made sure to tell the other kids about their fostersibling's failed attempt at murdering my face so the culprits would feel some embarrassment, and surprisingly, my plan worked! Score one for the childeren's slave!
Mary surprisingly woke up about 30 minutes later, which again was surprising because she's never up before 3PM unless we have some new kid coming or something.
I suspected the worst, another little kid to try to murder me in the morning and tell me that they want eggs, then that they don't want eggs and that they really want cereal. Greeeeat.
It's not like I don't like kids, because I do. It's just that I get angry at Mary for not taking care of them when she signs the legal papers saying she will, then just tosses them to me like their an old toy. I'm 15, I shouldn't have to take care of 16 little kids.
"Mom, why are you up so early?" I said, with as little hatred as I could manage in my voice.
"Is it that big of a deal?! I get up early every day! Maybe you would notice if YOU got up early and took care of the kids instead of letting me be their slave-driver! Ugh you're so ungrateful you little brat!" And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is my lovely 'Mom'.
"Okay. But what's the news for today?" I managed to say between gritted teeth.
"Oh, we have a 16 year old boy named Alex Janson coming over in any minute. He was in the Juvenile Hall and got kicked out of every school, and it was either come here or go to military school, so I guess I'm taking in the little brat." She spat, storming back to her room to most likely either drink, do some weird drug, or go back to bed.
I sat there with my mouth open. if it could, I knew my jaw would be on the ground. A guy? Only one year older then me? I always wanted to marry an Alex. I hope he's cute.
Wow, I'm thinking such idiotic thoughts. Most likely he'll be some dork with huge glasses, braces, and a shaved head with a uni-brow.
Don't get me wrong, braces and big glasses can be cute, but still..You get me, right?
Suddenly, I got this overwhelming urge that someone was reading my mind and I instantly knew it was the perverted vampire trying to see if I was thinking of him, which of course I was, but instead I just sang a song in my head so he couldn't read them.
I sighed. If he can read my thoughts, that means he is probably close by, which is bad. Very bad.
I pushed some of my red hair out of my eyes before going up to my room to get dressed. I won't let him have the satisfaction that I'm thinking of him! He can drown in a pool of shit for all I care!
I angrily put on some white ripped skinny jeans and a plain black shirt, Being careful to not get my belly-button ring, with a white lace over-shirt as I quickly tamed my fiery hair that seemed to match my personality.
I heard the driveway alarm go off as I sighed, he was here. I better get this over with and hope he isin't severely obese. Even mildly obese would be better.
I gracefully jumped down the stairs, not feeling the pain that a human would feel after jumping 3 20-step staircases.
As soon as my foot came in contact with the main floor where the front door was located, the door swung open.
"Uh..Come in?" I said, refusing to look up.
"Well well well, Looks like we meet again, Dollface."
I instantly froze, I would recognize that voice anywhere. It was the pervert from last night. I guess his name was Alex. Such a shame a hot body and hot face and awesome name had to go to such a horrible personality.
I kept my head down and quickly shut my eyes tightly, changing the color of them to an icy blue. I could change my eye color, yes. It was some weird power that demons had. I don't know why.
Quick as my eyes changed color, I looked up and said, "Uhm..Who are you?" With an innocent look on my face.
'Act dumb, act dumb, act dumb!' I quickly thought when I couldn't feel him searching through my thoughs. Yes, I could feel it. It was weird, but I've come to notice the feeling since last night.
"Oh uh..Sorry. I thought you we're uh..Someone else. You have the same hair color, sorry." He responded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
I can't believe he bought that. I have to fake personalities then so he doesn't suspect anything. I'll be flirty, innocent, and emotional. I'll pretend to be human and scared of silly things like tarantulas and horror movies, all to break his sorry heart. He messed with me and tried to chase me down, it's time for revenge. I'm cold-hearted, I know.
"It's fine," I said with a flirty smile, "I'm Amber, and I'm guessing you're Alex?" I said, stepping closer to him.
"Uhhh....," He said, dumbfounded, "Yeah. I am. Nice to meet you. Could you show me where I'll be staying?"
"Well..You could stay with me in my bed," I said, pausing to add a wink for special effect, "But I'll save that for later. I'll show you to the room across from mine." I basically purred, swaying my hips as I walked up the stairs. I could seriously feel him checking my ass out, and it made me want to gag. Gosh, he's a pig.
'Well, atleast we've got a proper introduction now.' I thought silently to myself, praying that he didn't just read my mind.
(A/N) Sorry this was short! I promise to make up for it! Yeah, this story is going fast, and it'll probably stay a little fast for everybody's liking, but I'll try to slow it down..I suck with doing so, though.:P Hope you enjoy! Comment? They make my day. I'm lonely. I want more views..Please?:D
