That night the Hemmings Family got all settled in and boy, isn't it just amazing! Note the sarcasm...
I wake up to Luke's arm around my waist, No. Heck to the no.
"Get off me, " I say trying to stand up
"shh, go back to sleep, princess" he mumbled
"Listen newbie. I have rules here that your going to follow " I say standing up.
Luke sits up rubbing his eyes, "Princess, rules are meant to be followed. So go give them to some one willing to." he says with a smirk.
"Okay mama's boy, don't listen to my rules. But I can assure you this, you won't be happy with it. " I say standing my ground then Turing for my closet.
What? Where are my clothes? Why the fuge is my closet empty?! Luke!
"Luke! Where are my dang close at?!" I Yell at him irritated.
"Relax Princess, I was picking up last night so I could put my crap up and put your stuff in the side shelf's their and that dresser" Luke Says pointing to my cloths.
"Don't call me princess and don't tell me to calm down. That dresser is for your cloths, that shelf is for my hats and the lower rack of the closet is yours. Now fix it." I say demanding.
"Oh, I don't know that. And no. Your problem, princess." Luke says mockingly then leaves.
This boy is getting on my last nerve. First he acts all nice and sweet and caring, then he gets the house and turns into this rebellious, hot, dick head.
Oh my goodness! I just said that
I'm so Sorry for my foul language, I don't know where that came from. I have a few rules I always make myself follow; Good girls are always polite, follow said and given rules, and never swear, no matter what.
This boy is gonna make it interesting.
