Even though I don't want to be here, you gotta admit taking a fresh hot shower in the morning must be the best feeling, especially when you live in a fatass house.
Cold showers are better.
Stepping out the shower in the Baker household and reaching for a towel, only to realize that there weren't any towels within reach. Just as I was about to and do something very dumb and embarrassing, I hear the bathroom door creak open to see Olivia step in and let out a gasp.
"Sorry! I didn't know you were in here," she says, she cheeks turning a deep shade of red.
"Yeah Uhm I was just Uhm..look-looking for a towel." I replied trying to cover myself with my hands.
"Right,right. Sorry, let me just...okay, towels should
Ok be in the closet over there," she says pointing in the direction of the closet and for some reason her eyes still aren't covered just being squinted.
"Yeah..um thanks," I say trying not to embarrass myself.
"I'm-I'm gonna go," She says pointing towards the door while squinting her entire face.
"You think?"
She leaves the bathroom while I walk towards the closet to grab a towel while hearing some commotion right outside the bathroom.
I quickly wrap myself with the towel, grab my items and head towards the door just to see the man of the house Jordan Baker arguing with his sister.
What they're arguing about I could care less, I'm not trying to be apart of no family dispute.
"Yo, James. The hell do you think your doing with my sister?"
"Jordan stop. He didn't do anything I didn't do anything, there's nothing more to it."
Agreeing with Olivia I just point at her with a full hand while nodding my head. I don't think that's enough for him.
"And I'm supposed to believe that because?"
"Man I don't care what you believe. I just got here yesterday and you already got a problem with me and for what? Cause I'm living in yo parents crib."
"No I have a problem with you because I don't know who you are, what you do, or what you've done. I have to keep my family safe."
"I already You this once. Ask yo pops about why I'm here cause I ain't even wanna be here in the first place...and who you tryna protect your family from? Casper? Man you bugging."
"You got jokes I see. stay away."
"Look I'm trying to respect you. This ain't my house, ain't my neighborhood but you keep on with that bullshit we goin have a problem JB." I say walking away from this unnecessary conversation.
"The hell is your problem" I faintly hear in the background while I walk away.
His problem is that he's Some rich privileged kid from Beverly is what his problem is.
A couple minutes later I'm walking downstairs in this big ass house.
"Spennncerrr I was just looking for you!"
I'm not even fully down the stairs yet. I'm halfway there. "Mornin Mrs Baker." I step down the stairs walking over to the kitchen island. Sitting I see food everywhere on the table.
"What's all this Ma'am?" I know it ain't thanksgiving so why this table look like a feast...a breakfast feast. "This is breakfast! Just grab whatever you would like look."
"Hey dad can I talk to you for a sec?" I hear the boy in the back saying. I pull out my phone but still not message from Alicia. "You serious right now!" I let out a small burst with everyone turning they're attention to me.
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A Boy Names Spencer James
Novela JuvenilSpencer James was the star receiver at South Crenshaw High School, a school where he had grown up and made a name for himself. But everything changed one fateful day when he got into a fight with his best friend and teammate, Shawn. The fight ended...
