Wednesday 18th November.
New York,
1:25pm
Haydee
"HAYDEE ITS BEEN LIKE 10 HOURS! WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE COME DOWNSTAIRS!" I heard Fabien yell from all the way downstairs. "God how long does it take a girl to get ready."
"IM COMING!" I yelled back before applying lipstick on my lips. My lips looked very yummy right now.
I would sure kiss me if I could.
I took my phone and headed downstairs to hear all my brothers complaining.
"All that time just to still look the same."
"We were about to leave without you."
"Why the hell did that take you so long?!"
"Oh stop complaining you're hurting my ears bro." I groaned putting my hands over my ears.
I had a slight headache but it was progressively getting worse.
"Elliot, Michael and Fabien in my car, Lucien and Gabriel in Matteos car. Dee dee can choose which car she wants to go in." Cedric ordered everyone and then looked at me for my response.
"I want to go with Matty." I decided. "Matty? You used to call him that when you were little." Lucien said with his eyebrow raised.
I'm so stupid.
"Maybe I'm remembering?" I shrugged walking towards Matteos car.
"You sound so funny with you British accent." Michael chuckled pinching my cheek like a baby.
I whacked his hand away and got in the car. Since I'm the favourite Matty let me sit at the front.
"Can we hurry? I want to see the movie." I whined from the car. "You are literally the reason we haven't left yet."
—
That was the most scariest movie I've ever fucking watched.
"AHA—WHEN YOU JUMPED AND SPILT YOUR DRINK ALL OVER YOUR FACE AND CLOTHES—AHAHA!" They all laughed at me as if it was the funniest thing ever.
There were so many jump scares and it's not my fault I happened to be drinking my juice when one of them came up.
(A/n- that really happened to me guys. I was watching insidious and the juice got everywhere).
"Oh man I wish I could see that again." Michael sighed with a red face.
They laughed at me a lot it was annoying. It wasn't even that funny!
"Cmon dee lighten up! It was pretty funny you gotta admit." Elliot said pinching my cheek. I couldn't keep the act up so I broke out into a smile.
"The movie was scary!" I whined clinging onto Michael's arm as we walk back to the cars.
"Or maybe you're just a little scardy cat!" He said making me hit his arm. "Hey hey! It's true!" He said putting his hands up in surrender.
—
"How was the movie baby?" Dad asked coming out of his office. "Scary." I said shuddering.
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FantasyHaydee Monet ,13, has been living with her mother since she was 4. She has little to no memory of her father and brothers but from what her mother has told her they are horrible. Haydees mother was jealous of all the attention she took away from her...
