Through The Glasses Of The Badass Chick

Through The Glasses Of The Badass Chick Chapter 8

RECAP:

Lyrics of 'Black and Yellow' by Wiz Khalifa.

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"Ah," I sighed as the song finished, "Wadda awesome song yo."

END RECAP.

Chapter 8

We were all chilling in the living room eatting and drinking, while we got to know each other better by playing 20 questions.

"Favourite colour..."

"Favourite animal..."

"Favourite pass time..."

"Scarest movie..."

"Funniest moment in life..."

"Why is there a lump the size of a golf ball on the side of Liams head?" Tyson asked.

Me, Lucas, Matthew and George tried to muffle our laughs.

"It's nothing." Liam said, glaring at his hands.

"Oh, I'm sure it's not hta bad." Crystal piped in, wanting to know why also.

"Well, it started out like this..." I began as everybody leaned in, eager to hear the story .

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Flash Back:

"Mom! I'm home!" I called out as I opened the door to the house, with Lucas, Matthew, George and Liam trailing behind me as they inspected the house. Kevin, who I had accidently forgot due to his sleeping nature, is slumbering in the car.  "And I bought company!"

We were all entering the house besides Liam, who was standing in front of the kitchen window, I was about to warn him aobut standing there but before I can utter a single word...

"Who Are You And Why Are You Standing On My Lawn?!" My mum questioned in a loud voice as she opened the window, raising a butcher knife in her hand.

"Urhm....." Liam managed to get out before my mum started again.

"Oh I know, you're one of those boys who thinks they can do anything they want and not get away with it. Now hear me you punk, you get off my lawn and get. Before I call my boys down and kick you out of the curb."

"I'm not doing anything, lady."

A knife flew past Liam and sunk into the tree behind Liam with a 'thunk' Liam turned to look at it and back to my mum with wide eyes, well I would too if a knife came at me and only missed by mere inches.

"Don't talk to me in that tone, you hear me? Kids like you need to learn respect." My mum huffed, pointing a frying pan at him.

Me, Lucas, George and Matthew were silently snickering at the sight.

"Sorry," Liam muttered, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"What do you have in your pockets?" She asked, narrowing her eyes a bit.

"Not much." Liam Stated before dumping the contents onto the floor. There was some money, cell-phone, gum, I-pod, wallet and some other stuff. When He pulled out something silver, I straight away that it was a pocket knife, and it seems that my mum knows that too since she threw the frying pan towards Liams head, knocking him out.

"Stupid boy, bringing a pocket knife out in front of me." She tsked, looking down on Liam in pity.

Not being able to hold it in anymore, I cracked up with the others following me a little later.

"Mercy? When did you get home?" My mum asked, peering out the window.

"I just got home, before you started to threating Liam there," I answered, pointing towards the body on the lawn.