III. Routledges

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I felt hands on my shoulders and my body shaking, "Little B, Wake up!" a voice shook me conscious.

I squinted my eyes acclimating to the unexpected bright light to see my brother hovering over me. "JB. You know how I feel about people waking me up" I heaved, getting some distance from him. In spite of the fact that I was irritated John B seemed determined to wake me.

"Do you know what time it is?" Johnny addressed, "it's noon get your ass up, now!" He annoyingly sputters before tearing my covers off making my legs shiver.

I shot up glaring at the teenage boy as though he grew two heads. "JB!" I groaned, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Get Up." He demanded before leaving my room. I fell onto my bed, a sigh leaving my lips. I loved my bed honestly,  if I could I'd sleep all Day I would but realistically I knew I had to get up.

My blue socks glided against the hardwood floor to my bureau. I looked over to my clothes before landing on a tight-fitted dark tank top and high-waisted jean shorts that embraced my waist and halted not long before my knees.

I took one quick look at myself in the mirror and swiped a brush from my end table running it through my naturally wavy hair, and when I was finished I grabbed my phone and forced my feet to the door. My hand grasped the cold doorknob opening my entryway and revealing an extremely half-naked JJ.

"do you ever have a shirt on?" I scoffed pushing past him. "C'mon, Cupcake. Nothing you haven't seen already" he winked making my shoulders jerk.

I walked past the hall lifting my shorts and adjusting a crooked photo of my dad. My dad went missing 9 Months ago on a boating accident looking for a shipwreck. After he was missing for 3 Months everyone presumed he was dead but not me and John B. I'm determined to not sign any papers till I see a body. Then there's my mom. She split when we were three and left to leave in Colorado, my Uncle T is supposed to be watching John B and me but the last I heard from him he was in Mississippi building houses.

"You make me actual sick" I flinched in a kidding tone, I strolled through the living room and JJ bombarded me with his presence with a piece of toast hanging out of his mouth. "We both know you're in love with me AD." His tone was cocky.

I rolled my eyes not finding it entertaining. "love?" I grinned, "That's debatable."

From my side view, I could see JJ walking closer making me stammer back knowing where his mind was, "You know you love me" he teased, I tried to run but he grabbed me by my hips pulling me into a tight hug. Something you should know about me is I don't like hugs. from anyone really, it wasn't a phobia thing more like I had to love you a lot to give you one.

"JJ let go!" I giggled slapping his chest, all he did was laugh hugging me tighter. I pushed him away watching his grin blur and the giggling subside, "still don't like you." I shuddered and cringed out, his lips twitched upwards. "Sure. Whatever makes you sleep at night"

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