Your Not My Boss-Sequel

Party

"Why are you such a brat?!" I was getting frustrated with this girl. I walked upstairs to see her still applying her makeup. She didn't see me so I walked up to her and snatched the mascara out of her hand. She looked at me in disbelief and glared at me. I mean come on! Who fucking takes three hours to put on makeup. "I don't even know why I allowed you to wear makeup in the first place," I said mainly to myself. She sighed as she checked herself in the mirror one last time stood up and walked away from her vanity set.

"Because I am down there a teenager and I need to look the part." I rolled my eyes as I sat the mascara down and glared at her. We are about five minutes late already and she isn't even dressed.

"Marie! You are freaking 5! You still have 12 more years until you are considered a teenager. So cut the crap and let's go!" There was a little silence until she quickly threw a pillow at me. My eyes opened wide as I opened my mouth. She started laughing as I threw it back at her. I swear sometimes this girl can make me go nuts, but I love her. "Hurry the hell up," I said as I turned around and walked out of her room and downstairs. Marie and I are very close. I know I might seem mean but I'm not. We have this relationship where we both act like we can't stand one another but in real life, neither of us can stand to spend a day without each other. I know I swear at her sometimes but for some reason, she loves it and laughs whenever I do. But I try and make sure it's not a lot, but I raised her right and she knows what she's not supposed to say.

I sat down on the kitchen stool and sighed as I grabbed my drink and put it to my lips. My friend is hosting a dinner party and she invited Marie and me. Of course, I didn't want to go but Marie did because she wanted to show off how mature she could be and look. I will admit, that she does a great job at that. People always tell me especially her teachers that she is a very bright girl for her age and has a bright future ahead of her.

All I do is nod and thank them because they don't see the devil that I see. Marie can act all polite and charming but all that is bullshit. She's a little devil who likes to mess with me. I looked up when I heard feet stomping against the wooden floor. I looked up and saw Marie in a white dress that was fluffy at the bottom and had diamonds making a design at the top. I had on something similar but I was skin-tight that went all the way down to the floor. "Why do you take so long to get ready?" I asked as I grabbed my car keys and coat.

"I get it from your mother." She said as she also grabbed her coat. I rolled my eyes as we both laughed and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and made our way outside. The cold air hit me as it blew my dark brown hair everywhere. Marie got into the car and so did I.

I moved to London when Marie was a baby. It was hard on me because not only did I have an infant with me but I also moved to a whole nother country. I was lost for about a week and I barely had any money. One day when I was at a coffee shop I met this woman. She was a little older than me at the time and way more mature (than what I thought) but she was friendly. She helped me look for a job and allowed Marie and me to stay with her. Her name was Georgina and she was my life safer.

After about a few months I found a perfect job as a designer. I was a little against it at first because it didn't seem like a job but after a few weeks, I fell in love with it. As months went by people started to notice my work and bought them. I design clothes, jewelry, and even photos. I always loved making memory books.

After a year my business skyrocketed. I ended up buying a building and started my work. My store is open to everyone and they can even ask for costume designs. I ended up moving out of Georgina's house and bought my own. She didn't want me to move out but she understood why. I bought a pretty great house. It had four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a screening room, a kitchen, a living room, a dining room, a pool, and a huge backyard.