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"WHAT!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "TOMORROW!"
I saw mum flinch, before shaking her head slightly and flopping onto the chair.
"Honey, she's my daughter, your sister she has to come here. Home."
"BUT TOMORROW!" I continued to screech, "TALK ABOUT 24 HOURS NOTICE!"
"Riley, hun that doesn't make sense considering I have given you 24 hours notice-"
"BUT-"
"AND PLEASE STOP SHOUTING!" she interupted me all but screaming herself.
"Jeez mum all you had to do was ask." I muttered before storming out of the room.
24 hours. One flipping day. Before my life changes forever, just like that in the blink of a day.
I growled walking into the kitchen. Today was saturday, just two days since I'd found out Mr.No-face was really Willis.
"Willis Carter..." I let his name roll off my tongue. If his name had a taste it would be salty maybe with a hint of paprika...
I thought back to that night, how awkward it had been. When I'd realized who it was I just stared at him gobsmacked for 2 whole minutes and then when I pulled myself together I chickened out of saying anything and just slammed the door in his face.
I've been avoiding him ever since at school. I just can't believe that I said he was hot aloud to his face when a couple of days earlier I'd insulted him and said he had a brain disorder. Which he does mind you. Not a mental one, no he has anger issues. That's why most people are scared of him, that and it's said he carries around a knife, but I'm not sure on that one.
And now, NOW my 'twin sisiter' is coming to MY house. Tomorrow, TOMORROW! IT'S MY HOUSE! After having this mental battle in my mind I decide there's only one way out.
I whip out a packet of spagetti and look in the freezer for mince meat. I decided to make my own bologneise sauce.
I quickly dice an onion and lightly fry it in vegtable oil. Then I grated a single clove of garlic over the sizzling diced onion, I go to the fridge and whip out my already blended mixture of ginger, onion, garlic and pepper and dash in two table spooons of it. I add pureed tomato and half a cup of water, turn the down slightly and leave it simmering.
I smile as I smell the heavenly aroma sifting around the kitchen. I close my eyes and just imagine the scent flying through the crack under door attacking the noses of anyone home. I digged into my pocket for my ipod and plugged it in crancking the sound up.
"This beat is, Automatic super sonic,
Hipnotic, funky fresh!
Work my body so melodic
This beat flows right through my chest!" I belt out, loudly to Ciara's 1, 2 step
I'm swaying from side to side and gyrating in my very own kitchen, working myself into a sexy little dance, twisting and swinging my hips as I forget everything but the music and the food. I stir the sauce and turn it right down so I can leave it while I dance. I'm really getting into it when I catch my little finger on one of my ear buds pulling it out, that's when I hear the sniggering behind me.
I whip around and low and behold I see Jace holding his laughter in and holding up his iphone at me. Filming me. His face changes when he see's me glaring at him, from an amused smirk to a mischeivious smile.
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Sister or Mister? ~ON (SHORT) HOLD
HumorWARNING This story was written when I was very young and is soon to undergo major editing and rewriting, so read at your own risk... Riley loves to lose herself in the art of cooking. She enjoys getting away, sneaking into the school kitchen and bak...