"Just go to hell." i said closing the door in Zac's face.
Who is Zac? Well, answering that is pretty simple: he is the son of my mother's bestfiend from all times. A year older than me. Sporty, handsome, super fit, super hot, with all the girls behind him, and probably also me, if i didnt knew him so well.
What is the problem with him? Well, that has a more complicated answer. I would have to start from the beggining of everything, literally.
Sarah and Maggie met when they where six years old, in the first day of school. And ever since that day they have been best friends. Arent they goals?
Anyways, both grew up and got married and one day Maggie got pregnant and had a boy, who she named Zac. A year later, Sarah got pregnat of me, Alice Montgomery. Ever since they knew i would be a girl, the two women, ignoring any other possible sexuality for us, dreamed that one day, when their kids grew up, they would get married.
I was finally born and both bestfriends started their plan that, they thought, would make their dream come true. They met up to introduce their kids hoping they would bond, but they didnt expect that the asshole since such a youg ange that was Zac would hit such a beautiful and adorable creature like i was.
That day was the beggining. Our mothers were determined to make their dream come true and kept on trying to get us to get along well, but it never worked. The meetings would always end up in catastrophic arguments and fights.
But the two women never gave up and still havent to this day, Zac being 17 and me 16. And, believe me, the hate between us hasnt done anything but grow throughout this years.
But, how could i not hate Zac Dolan?
"What's with that vocabulary?" My dad said entering the kitchen as i leaned against the door i had just shut closed in Zac's face.
"Zac's being an asshole, again." I said.
"I can hear you from here!" He claimed from the other side.
"Good for you, asshole!" I screamed back and my father shook his head.
"Where's your mom?"
"She went grocery shopping with Maggie. Probably buying a wedding dress for me."
"Oh, these ladies." He said sitting on the table. "And what's the fight about this time."
"I was watching Criminal Minds on the TV and he came in and just changed the channel as if it was his own house! He put stupid South Park and just sat there to watch it as nothing."
"So the fight started over the remote control?"
"Yeah."
He sighted.
"Whatever. Just please dont keep fighting." He said but then thought about it and realised it was impossible. "At least dont shout. I have work to do upstairs." He said and left the kitchen.
I put my hair on a messy bun and went again into the living room.
"Give me the remote control." I demmanded.
"No thanks."
"Fuck you. I had it first and then you just came in and took it as anything? Who do you think you fucking are?"
"That's funny." He said from the couch, his eyes still on the screen.
"What?"
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Teen Fiction"Dont fucking call me babe." "You know you like it." He winked at me. "Fuck you." "When and where?" A smirk plastered his lips. "Maybe you should go and fuck yourself." I was loosing my temper. "Why would i do that when i have tons of girls behind m...
