Will Ariana cope with new changes or will she completely break?
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16 year old Ariana has never had an easy life. Coping with depression at a young age when she didn't even know what it meant was definitely not on her bucket list.
So when her mot...
"Use your precious moments To live life fully every single Second of every single day."
-Marcia Wieder ______________________
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"MERRY FREAKING CHRISTMAS!" Samuel and I shouted at the same time. Christian screamed like a girl before falling off the bed.
"What the fuck was that for?" Christian mumbled.
"It's Christmas brother so get your ugly ass up from the floor and get ready. If we don't see you in 15 minutes then no cookies for you," Samuel said. That woke Christian up. He got up and ran to the bathroom making Samuel and I cackled and high five each other.
"Did you record it?" I whispered.
"Yeah," Samuel grinned.
"Now onto our next victim," we said at the same time before glaring at each other.
"Stop copying me." We said at the same time again.
"No, you stop copying me." We stayed silent for a good two seconds after that.
"Okay, that's enough. let's focus on our next victim," I said.
"Yeah, you are right. We probably should."
We had already done this to Christian, Alex, and Sandro. So, now our next victim for Nick the idiot.
He was practically adopted by my dad as a kid, so he got his own room. Sometimes I feel like he is Kingston's real blood brother though he is not. But he is all of our non-related brother.
We both headed to his room to see him sleeping like a star fish with his mouth open, a bit of drool coming out as he snored softly.
Eww.
Samuel slowly put the phone on the table where Nick's view was clear as day. We both grinned mischievously as he started to play record.
With synchronized precision, we both, on the edge of the bed so we could give him space to fall off, shouted, "MERRY CHRISTMAS NICHOLAS!"
Nick, startled, also let out a high-pitched scream before tumbling off his bed. Rubbing his eyes, he glared at us from the floor. "What the heck, guys? Can't I sleep in peace on Christmas morning?"
Samuel responded with a sly grin, "It's Christmas, Nicky Nick! Time to embrace the holiday spirit. Now, get up, or there will be consequences."
"Don't call me Nicky Nick dumbass," He mumbled, getting back on the bed, turning his head around, and trying to go back to sleep. Samuel and I looked at each other before sighing.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Samuel whispered.
