I thought workouts were meant to be fun. You know, for one to stay consistent.
I am sure as hell to never do that shit again.
Lucas made me do crazy shit. I really think he was tryna get back at me for the blind eye I paid to his flirting.
Up and down planks with plank Jacks.
Doesn't that sound torturous?
It was killer and I regret every bit of it.
I walked out of the gym feeling like my legs were on fire. I swear if my ass don't grow in twenty-four hours, I'm done.
The gym was on the fucking ground floor, that meant I had to walk UP the freaking stairs to get to my room.
How annoying.
I got to my room feeling all restless and shit. I immediately took a warm shower and went down for breakfast.
Yes, the shower was JUST warm.
But looking on the brightside. Food.
Food, food food.
This house if full of traitorous monsters, their loyal workers and emptiness.
There's only three things that I love. My brother, my room—which I customised to get rid of its empty elegance to a more homey one—and finally, the food.
There's no doubt the chefs are one of the top rated ones.
And yep, the lovely family was already enjoying their breakfast in their lavish kitchen--how cute.
"Hi Victoria."
The first time micheala Smith is saying hi to me since I stepped foot in this house.
I looked at her for a few seconds before rolling my eyes.
They won't make me lose my appetite, not today.
There was bacon, toast, eggs, orange juice, avocado and coffee.
It was hard to pick so I got everything, and I'm not ashamed. I even got weird glances from my calorie obsessed family.
Mid breakfast, Jake walked in looking all sleepy,wearing his spiderman pyjamas. He's so adorable.
"Jakie!" I didn't even realise that was me till everyone's eyes turned in my direction. They were probably wondering how I wasn't talking to none of them while feeling excited to see Jake.
Touché.
One thing that's proof enough that Jake and I are related is that we both have bad ass moods when we wake up.
He and I are the sleep lovers of the house, the big munch Kings and the noisiest.
We sure as hell rile up the entire house and have irritating capabilities like no other.
Maybe mum is just so unlucky.
"Nobody talk to me, I'm hungry." Words of a little boy.
Ouch brother.
"And what did I say about such behaviour Jake?"
There she goes, spoiling it all.
"Mum I'm just hungry, can I get food first?" Wow Jake, big sis is impressed, " and I want everything on the table like Vicki."
Awwr!
I'm his inspiration.
Mum just sighed and asked one of the maids to dish out what he wanted.
We all finished up our meals in silence.
~☆~
Deciding on what to wear has always been the hardest thing to do. Who am I kidding? I'll look the same no matter what I wear. It just has to be comfortable for me to feel confident in it.Exactly why I opted for my medium wash mum jeans and an army green oversized t-shirt.
I tied up my brown hair in a messy bun–not so messy if it freaking took me 20 minutes to get it right.
I got a couple of calls from Alexis confirming if I was going.
She thinks I was too quick to agree to her 'hangout' offer that it may all have been a lie.
Well, I'm not a trustworthy person when it comes to such so I totally understand her.
I got my car keys, ready to gear the shit out of it. I could still feel my legs hurting as I walked downstairs–and my ass looked bigger after breakfast.
*mental wink*
"Victoria, where are you going?"
My mum's voice bombed my head out. I looked at her and rolled my eyes. I wish our relationship wasn't like this mum, I really do.
"Vicki can I come with you? I don't like everyone here today." Jake said, slicing through my sad thoughts.
My Knight in shining pouts.
"I'm sorry Jake but I can't." I squat down to his height to reason better with him. " but I promise to play pilots or whatever you want later."
I looked at him waiting for a reaction.
The 9 year old devil smirked.
And I knew I was going to be devastated by his next request.
"Alright horse." My eyes widened at that.
Jake walked–no he hopped his way to his room. The boy has too much energy.
Horse only means one thing, I am going to get on all fours with him on my back. That is not playing together, that is torture. I could already feel my knees hurting.
Oh, that's probably because I was still squatting.
I got up, almost tripping, and glanced at mum before leaving.
Once in my car, I type in Alexis' home address and let Google lead the way. How I don't trust this shit.
I focused on the road, well, not really, because my eyes were also on the dashboard. I watched as my mph creeped up on the speedometer as the car accelerated.
I didn't want a cop car hoovering around me because of exceeding the speed limit.
Smooth ride indeed.
I park my car outside their big house. It wasn't hard to know where to pack because they had a couple of cars parked at the front too.
Who parks their cars like that? Like they're about to use all of them hence they park them where it'll be easy to access them.
Well, who am I to criticise.
I ring the doorbell to the homey looking huge ass house.
The door openes in one slick motion, revealing a cute looking Alexa. Where the fuck is Alexis?
She usheres me in after giving me a hug. The girl smells nice.
I walk into the loving house expecting to only meet four-teens–the triplets plus the other teen that Alexis wanted me to meet.
What I found explained the cars parked outside. There was no backing out of this one.
"Vivi! You made it." Alexis' screeching voice makes its way to my ears. I'll never understand why I like her.
And that stupid nickname made my frown deepen.
"Here, its time for you to meet my idiot friend Raven." She handed me a drink and ushered me to a clean white couch where a gothic girl sat, looking at her phone screen like her life depended on it.
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falling for the Badboy
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