Dreams

New Housemate

~AUTHORS NOTE!!~

If you are a guy, stop reading. If you are a girl... No hate! This book is also for the mature and its PG13!! Be cautious! Ok. Now read on

He ran his fingers into my thick blonde hair. I gave him a dorky smile in return.

"Oh, do you only live in my dreams?" I mumbled.

"I don't know.. are you dreaming?" He drifted off.

"No. No. Don't leave me. Not now. I just got here." I blurted.

He drifted off and disappeared.

"NO!" I yelled thrashing myself into waking up.

"Shut--Up, Sabrina." My sister Sasha said throwing a pillow at my face.

She was flipping and turning in her bed across the room. I threw her pillow back.

I'm the Early Bird. Even though its only 9 AM.

I stepped out of bed and put myself into my cloths for the day. Ah, yes. A perfect old Blue Cami and White torn shorts with some silver strappy sandals.

I walked downstairs into the kitchen and found a kind of long looking note next to the toaster. I sat on the counter and read away.

'Dear Sabrina and Sasha,

I went out to the Samson's for a week. Behave with your sister, Sasha, and Sabrina, be good as always. There is a lot of new food in this kitchen, eat away. For emergencies, there's some money on my dresser. Be good! No parties! See you next Saturday!

Sincerely,

Dina.

Ah, yes, mother... always going somewhere. Samson's though? She hates them. Why would she go there? Weird.

"What's that?" Sasha asked, yawning.

"A note. Moms at the Samson's for a week."

"A WEEK! Omfg. I can have my bff's over!"

"One.) Your talking like your twelve. Two.) Mom said NO parties."

"C'mon it's just a few friends,"

She crept around to behind me.

"...Live a little... I mean we're 15. Plus, few friends... no harm right?"

"Whatever."

I grabbed a poptart and scurried up the stairs and into the Movie room. Then I turned on the big TV to a simple music channel and hung out with my iPhone while I ate my poptart.

*hourspass*

Lordy. Its been awhile. I wonder what Sasha put herself to.

I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs. Sasha was on the floor Skyping Savannah, her annoying friend. I might've ease-dropped a little.

"Like OMFG! He's so hawtt!"

"I know, Savannah, like everyone says he's in love with me."

"I bet he is. He's like ALWAYS staring at you!"

"Yeah. I'm going to invite him to my little Party tomorrow!"

"NO WAY! I got to go. Bye."

I thought I said no party! GOSH!

The doorbell rang and startled the both of us. Sasha stumbled to answer it. When she opened it we discovered that it was Evan Bentfield, "the hawt guy."

"Hey, my mom and dad are going out of town. Can I stay here while their gone?" He said charmingly.

"Oh, why, yes... of course!" Sasha exclaimed.

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