"Sweetheart you know you don't have to go to school for the whole week, right?"
"Yes mom, but I want to. I have lots of work to catch up on." I said as I'm getting dressed in front of her.
"Fine if you have to, but not with those on." my ma said sizing me, I look down at my sweats than back to her.
"Why?" I asked.
"Cause you haven't weared any of the clothes I bought you." She says.
She bought me clothes? when?
"You bought me clothes?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Yes." she says, happily walking over to my closet.
"When?" I asked.
"What do you mean when?" she says putting a hand on her hip. "they always been in your closet." Ooooo, I haven't been in there since middle school. my bad.
"Didn't you hate me?" I asked, a bit surprised that she even bought me clothes.
"Noooo. Where did you get that idea from." she asked, walking over to me.
"I just thought, since you might have believe the rumors they been spreading....that's why you haven't talked to me."
"No baby. I read this freaking book. that's says that a child might take longer to process when someone dies, so they'll talk to you when they want to. so that's why I've been waiting till you talk to me." my mom says.
"Oh, I thought it was because you hated me...cause as a child I was always a trouble maker at times." I said crying.
"I could never hate you. I made you baby girl." my mom says wiping away my tears. "plus if I hated you, do you really thank I would buy you things, or feed you for that matter?"
"No." I said, laughing.
"You see that's a crazy idea, I would never hate you. I love you."
"I love you too mom."
"I love you even more, now go get dress from the clothes inside the closet. I need to go wake up your brother. I swear he's just like your father. both sleepy heads. well at least your father grew out of it." my mom says, closing the door behind her as she exits my room.
I walked over to the closet looking at all the clothes. they had me scared looking all skin tight. I picked out this black skinny jeans, a white cropped top, and black and white Jordan's. even doe they might get stolen today. I put them on. running down stairs, grabbing a pop tart.
"Morning Jit." says Carter.
"Morning big noise." I replied back.
Oh, I forgot to tell you Carter, and dad are living with us again. apparently it happen when I was in my coma. and Carter is going to school with me now.
"Hahaha." my brother says sarcastically. I laughed.
"Let me get a bit." He said, referring to my pop tart. I smiled to myself.
"This?" I said taking another bit.
"Yes." he says.
"Okay." I said, bring my hand out to give him a bit. as soon as he brought his face closer to the pop tart, I took another bit.
"Nope. Can't touch this. da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da can't touch this." I said biting it again.
"Oh, I can't touch this huh?" he says.
"Mmmhmm." I said.
In one blank of an eye, he started tickling me, and took my pop tart, including the one on the counter. now I'm walking after him, practically begging for a bit.
"Carter! give me back my pop tart." I said following him.
"Nope, you were being petty not wanting to give me a bit." he says finishing the first pop tart.
"But I was just playing." I said. he suddenly stops, turning to me, I pouted.
"Let's here the magic word." he says.
"But you didn't say it." I said, crossing my arms.
"Oh okay." he says, taking a huge ass bit.
"Carter!" I side, trying to grab the pop tart, but he's taller than me.
"What's the magic word?" he says, with food in his mouth. "and if you don't say it you know I'll finish it in one bit."
"Please." I finally said. he smirked down handing me the rest.
"Now was that, that hard?" he says.
"Hmp." I said, walking out the kitchen.
"Awe, don't be mad I'll get you McDonald's." he said.
"Make it bk and you got yourself a deal." I said, poking my head in the kitchen.
He started laughing. "deal."
"Woooo." I said, running over to him. I gave him a hug. "best bro ever." he gave me a hug back.
"Which I could say the same for you." I back away from the hug, punching him in the arms.
"Ow!" he said, rubbing his arms. "what's wrong with you, and mom? can't handle a joke." he says smirking. "your the awesomest little sister ever."
"What you talking about little sister? we're twins. therefore same age."
"So I was born 4mins before." he says sticking out his tongue. "plus I'm taller."
"So, I have the brains." I said smirking.
"but aren't you behind your classes right now." he says, making my smirk drop. "but luckily for you I asked for all your work in did them, including this weeks assignments." I looked up at him smiling.
"you did?" I asked.
"You heard."
"Wait, did you do them right? cause I ain't trying to get no F." I asked cause I have never in my life gotten a C. he laughed. "u sure about that." I twist my lips to the side. sure as a kid. "Stop playing." he sighed.
"Sure did." he says.
"Awe, my bro loves me." I said smiling.
"Yeah I do, and would kick any nigga ass who trys to fuck with you." he says, making me laughed.
"Boy watch yo mouth." my mom says coming in the kitchen. I laughed even harder.
"Sorry." Carter says walking out the kitchen."
"Skyler." my mom says.
"Yes." I replied.
"Here." she says giving me a phone.
"This for me?" I asked.
"Yes. yo brother, dad, and mine numbers are in there." I jumped around happily giving my mom a hug. now I got a iPhone 7 and its a plus.
"Thank you mom."
"No problem baby."
Carter cool asf ain't it?
Turns out mom didn't hate Sky after all.
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