||Chapter Two||

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I step into the house, cautiously trying to not make any sound, as I briefly remember my mother and I's conversation before I stormed out of the house.

I close the door, keeping the handle turned so the door wouldn't click.

I tip-toe past the couch, where my brother, Max, was sitting watching Breaking Bad. Can I say, addicted?

But I can't lie. I'm sort of- maybe alot of- addicted to The 4400.

"The party is starting in like an hour. Where were you?" Max says, still watching the tv.

Damnit.

"Shh. I don-"

"Yeah yeah I know. You don't want mom to hear you".

"Max shut up! Your so fu-"

"MacKenzie watch your language" My mother calls from her office.

"-cking loud! God Damnit Max!"

He looks back at me, and lifts his hand up, causing my knees to weaken and I drop to the floor.

"Oh you wanna play that game now, do yah?" I say, standing. I push my hand out, and pull it back to my chest, and I watch as he rolls over the back of the couch onto the hard wood".

"Ow! Damnit MacKenzie!"

"Exactly" I say, putting my head down, along with my hand.

I walk to the kitchen, and grab an apple, and head upstairs. I went to my room, closing and locking the door. I pull my phone off the charger, and see I have a message from Brendon.

Brendon
Hello beautiful. You kept me wanting more as you walked away.

I giggle, and reply back.

Me
Well, sorry bout cha luck, mister. But I will see you tonight right?

I send the message, and put my phone down on my bed.

I go to my closet, and head to the back of it, looking through my dresses, as my mother would force me to wear, as always.

I find a short, tight-top, lose-end dress. It was red on the top, and the bottom is a dark red silk, with a red lace over top. It went to a little bit above my knees. I grab a pair of 3 inch thick black lace shorts, to wear under the dress. I grab my black, strapless bra, and my red black lace flats. I toss my clothes onto my bed, and head to take a shower.

I step out of the shower, and dry off, wrapping a towel around my hair and body, tucking the towel in so it wouldn't slip.

I walk to my mirror, and pull out a drawer, without touching it. I brush my hair, and use my..power...to put on my makeup. I style my hair in a fish-tail braid, while putting on my eyeliner on top and on bottom, with a small cateye.

I put on a matte red lipstick, and put a red bow on the end of my hair where I tie it off at, and intertwine little bows in with the braid and then add a big bow to the side of my hair.

I walk to my bed, and slip my towel off, just as I hear a tapping on the window. I feel confused as I slip my towel back on and go to my window.

I draw back the curtain, and I see Brendon sitting on the ledge outside of my window.

I tuck my towel in, and open the window.

"What the hell! You fucking scared me!" I say, smacking his shoulder playfully.

"Aye. Watch it. I don't feel like falling off of your window today" he says chuckling.

"Ugh oh yeah" i giggle. "Come in" I add.

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