I roll my eyes as my father lectured me on why not to create an account without their permission. IM 17?! I don't need their permission.
"Young lady, don't roll your eyes unless you want to be in more trouble then you already are." My father said.
I straightened, and tensed, immediately. I felt tears coming into my eyes, why do I have to be so sensitive?! I shouldn't be crying over this. It wasn't my fault I created the account to talk to my friends. Not to post photos of myself. Oh god, they're so strict about that!
"I'm don't with my lecture. Go upstairs. Give us your phone" My eyes widened when my father said that. My phone?! That's the only way of contacting my friends! But arguing would benefit no one. I still had my Kindle paperback. I RELUCTANTLY give my phone to my dad and go upstairs to my room. The tears pour out right after.
Why am I crying?! I shouldn't be I still have my other electronics. It's NOT a problem, you're fine, you're fine. Come on breathe. I lock my door before I wipe my tears and I pace back and forth. I take deep breaths, or at least try to. My mom knocks at my door. Fuck. I take a drink of water to calm my vocal cords.
"Yeah?" I say trying to sound perfectly fine.
"Get ready for Jack's basketball game." My mother said. Fuck I forgot about that, I hear my mom going to my brother's room after she said that.
I get ready and go downstairs. I have my kindle in my hand so I don't get board. I HATED basket ball. Theater's much better. Or even chorus.
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We get there about twenty minutes before the game starts. We find Elena's, my best friend, family. I sit down next to her. I see her about to text me but I stop her.
I give her a look and a hand gestures that say. 'I got my phone taken away.'Since we can talk with our eyes and hands gestures.
Her eyes widen, as she looks at me and hands gestures. 'What?! You never do how'd that happen?'
'I created an account an Instagram to follow this one guy from our school, and my parents got made at me for it. Since I didn't ask permission.' I mouth. My hands were getting tired so I didn't feel like doing the hand movements.
'Damn. that's hella messed up.' She mouthed back.
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The game finished and Jack's team won. That means Elena's little brother Noel, also won. (Elena and I are convinced that Noel and Jack have a secret relationship going on.) Jack and Noel sit down and Elena takes a picture with everyone. One group picture.
I go home and sleep. I'm always exhausted when seeing my bother's games. The people there are so exhausting.
Authors note: I've never been to a game for my little brother so I have no idea how they work. I'm so sorry if this is completely off 😭😭. I'm gonna try and publish a couple days a week probably every week day, if I can. Once my school starts I might not be able to post most days. But I'll try 😭. Btw I am young so I'm sorry if there's grammar issues or if the smut, (or if anything else) that will happen in the future chapters are completely off or make no sense. I have wrote some smut before, I have read a SHIT tone of it, but any ways have a great day/night/morning lovelies!
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My Little Rose
RomansaRose is a regular 17 year old girl. She has a best friend, a family. Her parents are in the Witness protection program, she had NO idea about this though so when her friend posts a photo of Rose's and Elena's family at a basketball game. Things turn...