Falling In Love... HA! Yeah Right!

WARNING: This story has A LOT of cursing in it. And it's ever so slowly being edited yet.

I'm only going to say this once, Fan/Vote/Comment. =)

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Paul glared at me. I couldn't help but smirk.

"What was that for?" Paul growled. Most people would be afraid of Paul. He's a pretty big guy. He’s got massive biceps, rock hard abs, toned long legs plus he’s pretty attractive. He’s got coffee brown hair, emerald green eyes, and freckles scattered across his face.

"You were boring me," I replied flatly. It’s true. He was doing nothing but talking about what he wants to do when he gets out of college. I guess that’s what most guys do when they have a scholarship. But oh, my GOD it’s annoying and boring. So to spice up my life a bit, I flung ice cream at Paulie’s face.

"Then find something to do," Paul responded simply.

"Okay,” I muttered, getting another spoonful of rocky road ice cream and flung it toward his face. He tried to dodge it but that made the ice cream fly toward his eye. I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed so hard my ribs began to hurt. Which is when Paul made his attack. He grabbed my wrists with one hand, and brushed his fingers against my ribs causing me to laugh hysterically.

"Do you surrender?" Paul asked pausing for a moment. I took this as a chance to catch my breath.

"Neeevvvveeeerrrr!” I exclaimed. Paul immediately started tickling me. I squealed and laughed once again. “STOP IT! STOP IT! THIS HUUUUURTS!" I screamed on the top of my lungs. Good thing his dad was a heavy sleeper. There's nothing worse than an angry 6 foot 5 body builder.

"What is going in here?" Someone asked. Paul released his grip on me as I gasped for air.

"Eeerrr.... Hi mom," Paul said.

"Bye Officer Tiffany!!!" I shouted as I walked out the door.

I chuckled softly once I heard Tiffany shout "It's Officer Jackson to you missy!" You'd think she'd be used to me calling her Officer Tiffany. I've been calling her that since I moved in the house across the street from them 4 years ago.

"DUMBASSES! I'M HOME!" I shouted as I walked into my house. 3 of my brothers were on the couch in playing some racing game. My second oldest brother, John was reading some book. He was the only one that looked up and waved.

"You know, I heard you laughing at Paul's," John commented casually.

"He attacked me," I replied.

"Oh yeah, he violently tickled you," John said jokingly

"Go back to reading your boring history book nerd," I teased.

"How did you know-?"

"OK! I'm just gunna walk away now..," I said as I walked upstairs. I flopped down on my bed and sighed. I seriously do not want to go to school tomorrow.