𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾

As Mɪᴀ Bʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, her converse clicking to the ground every now and then. She was quick to recognize the voice of Nonnie Thompson, her twins best friend.

"Do I hear Nonnie?"

Mia asked, poking her head through the bedroom door, Patty was quick to look up from her notebook with a scowl. Meanwhile Nonnie smiled brightly, about to speak. "No, you don't, can you go?" Patty said remarked— totally regarding her sisters presence, making the blonde roll her eyes as she joined the two in Patty's bed.

"Drew Barrymore, again?"

Mia raised a brow, as she stared at the TV that occupied Patty's right bedroom corner. Nonnie chuckled in reply, adjusting slightly toward the added weight on the bed.

"Oh Nonnie, did I tell you? Bob called me pretty." 

Mia was quick to sit up, her jaw wide open. "Who is Bob!?" 

Suspension was filled throughout the girl, could it be? Her sisters first lover? "Patty's lawyer, that she has a massive crush on." Patty nudged Nonnie, with a face saying 'why did you tell her'.

"Wait. Mr. Armstrong....Bob?"

The girl was now rather disgusted, why would Patty like a grown man? "Yeah...but, nobody's ever called me pretty before." Nonnie huffed, she had called Patty pretty, at least seventy times. The blonde showed simpathy towards her sister, but then furrowed her brows. Lying back into Nonnies lap. 

"Wait- so why did your, lawyer, Bob Armstrong. Call you pretty? Like, how did that come into topic?"  

"He thinks I'd be good in a pageant, we should do one together!" 

Patty said smiling, as she went back to doodling in her notebook. Mia huffed, as Nonnie continued watching the movie in-front of her. Mia used to do pageant's all the time, in fact she just won one about a couple years ago, but she stopped after loosing interest. That's what she claimed, but deep down. Angie was the one holding the strings.

A comfortable silence hung, only the small voice on the TV causing distractions.  "So are you like in love with him or something?" Nonnie teased, causing blush to rise up on Pattys plush cheeks.

"No, God no, no, no, no."

She said defensively, as Nonnie grabbed her notebook. Slightly startling Mia. "Woah, a warning would be nice." The girl nervously chuckled as Patty struggled to retain it from the girl.  "Over here!" Mia called, soon enough, the white book flew in the air over to her. She turned the page to see a colorful page full of sketches most saying. 'B + P.'

"Patty! This is so gross, your obsessed with a dilf!"

Patty shrugged, before finally receiving the book once more. Leaving open access for Nonnie to clearly see. "Ugh, are you crazy?" Patty quickly slammed the book shut, still glaring at the two giggling girls. "He's a child molester!" 

Too be fair, Mia never actually thought the rumor was true. Since she'd known Brick for a while, Mr. Armstrong wasn't a stranger. He never seemed like the type to do that sort of stuff, and trust me, Mia would know. "Oh my god he's calling." Patty rushed into the crowded junk filled hall, picking up the call.

"That's my cue, I'm out."

Mia grabbed one more handful of popcorn, scramming into her small mouth. "Where are you going?" "Out." The girl replied quickly, as she left the bedroom. Nonnie shrugged, taking the filled bowl of treats setting it on her lap. "Wait!" She turned to see her sister, who stared with a devious smirk. "Can you do me a favor?"