It's seven in the fucking morning, why does school start so early. I'm in sweats and a sweatshirt that my brother got me about a year ago. My mom is making breakfast in the kitchen and my brother is on the island eating his portion. I tried to talk to my mom about us not needing breakfast anymore and that we are grown enough to be about to make our own breakfast. But every single time she says that my brother needs his breakfast and that I should know that he'll burn the house down if we let him do it himself.Which is true.
"I'm excited for them to come into town!" My mother seems unusually excited for this hour in the morning. Fuck its early. Why does anyone do this to themselves? I walk slowly down the stairs towards where my brother is seated, as there is an empty seat beside him. "Yeah! I remember when Mrs. Johnson kept on asking me about my life journey." My mom stared at my brother "She's a very inquisitive person!"
I stop going down the stairs and just stare at my mom, what the fuck did my brother just say? My mom turns to see me standing there at the bottom of the stairs. "Why are you just standing there, also why are you up right now, shouldn't you be just ditching?" My brother just said Mrs. Johnson, from the Johnson family. A family that has four people. Lana Johnson who is Mrs. Johnson, the wife of Mark Johnson, or commonly known as Mr.Johnson. Their son Ian Johnson who is my age of 18. Then lastly her daughter Miss Evelyn Fucking Johnson. Their blond little delicate daughter.
"Kade.. You okay?" I look at my mom "Yeah I'm fine, why are you guys talking about Lana?" Mom looks at me with a wide smile, she's happy I asked, "She and the rest of the Johnson family are moving here!" What. She must have read my puzzled ass face. "Lana and everyone are moving into Boise just 10 minutes away! Ian and Evelyn are going to Zachs high school !" She sighs "You remember Ian and Evelyn?" Of fucking course I remeber them how could I not. Ian was my best friend as a kid. And Evelyn fuck, I wanted to correct my mom and say Ivy. Ivy was stunning. She always was, even as a kid, long blond hair and brown eyes, Jesus.
My mom about a couple months ago showed me a picture of the Johnson family together for a family photo and fucking christ, Ivy is stunning. She had her long blond hair down and straight, while that dress. The dress looked like silk on her body with gold rings and necklaces. Then her smile, her fucking smile, God.
I cleared my voice "Yeah I remember them, they're moving here?"
"Yes!" My mother replies with so much excitement.
My mom and Lana were really good friends along with my dad and Mark but after we moved to Boise it just seemed so far even if we had been in California for years. I mean for fucks sake Zach and Evelyn went to elementry together and had these playdates twenty four seven. God it would annoy the fuck outta me.
" It'll be fun to hang out with Evelyn again." I turn to my brother Zach, anger bubbling at the pit of my fucking stomach.
No, I don't want for them to 'hang out', I don't want them to even hug or touch when she gets here. I wanted to see Miss. Johnson alone and no one is going to stop me.
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His Infatuation
RomanceThey say separation makes the heart grow fonder, though it becomes for needy, and obsessive for him. Zade Pierce has craved her for years, even all the while she was in his little brothers arms. Though not this time, Ivy Johnson isn't in were they...