Laundry Boy (Currently Editing)

Chapter Seven

Hey guys!! I know it's been a while and I'm so so so so so so sorry!!

I've been really busy with school, with the semester ending and all, it's been chaos.

Anyways here's Chapter Seven!!! Enjoy!

~Please excuse any and all mistakes~

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I'd just like to say one thing. 

Girls' suck.

Or at least Raegan does. The one afternoon I have off, I get stuck doing her laundry. I scowled as I remembered her bossy instructions.

"Make sure to separate the darks and whites, if you put any red colored clothing in with my whites I will murder you. Oh, and don't put any of the dresses in the dryer, let them air dry. Okay?" I tried telling her that I was against segregation but, that landed me a hard punch on the arm. Pretty sure I'll have a bruise tomorrow. 

 I took a blue dress out of the washer and put it on a hanger, I let it hang from the coat rack above the washer.

"Let them air dry." I mocked in an overly exaggerated high pitched voice. Sighing I threw the rest of the clothes into the dryer and started it. Smiling in relief I walked into the living room and slumped onto the couch, glad that, that was my last load.

Carter grinned at me as I sat next to him before turning his attention back to the TV. Courtney was laying across the love seat her feet dangling over the edge. She glanced at me curiously as I sighed in satisfied relaxation. 

Of course she had to ruin it.

"Is there a reason you're doing a girls' laundry?" She questioned, smirking a little. I shifted uncomfortably trying to come up with a good excuse. 

"I lost a bet." I muttered. Courtney raised her eyebrows looking unconvinced.

"Is she preeeety?" She asked grinning like a cheshire cat. I looked at her startled, I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks.

"No." I blurted a little to quickly to seem like an honest answer. Stupid Raegan, and her stupid beautiful face. 

"Uh huh. Oookay, whatever you say Casper." Courtney said chuckling a little. If she had any doubt that I was lying before she definitely doesn't now. She turned her attention back to the crappy show she was watching. Thankfully. We sat quietly for a few minutes with nothing but, the sound of the TV surrounding us when Courtney started humming a familiar tune. The song hit me just as she started blurting out the lyrics.

"Casper and Mystery Girl sitting in a tree," She exclaimed, horribly off tune, " K-I-S-S-I-N-G." At this point Carter had decided to join in on my torture. "First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage." Just when I thought it was over they decided to add to it. "That's not all, that's not all, next comes the ALCOHOL." They screamed the last word so loud that my hands instinctively shot to my ears, covering them. I'd prefer not to burst an eardrum. 

They laughed loudly covering their stomachs as I scowled. Carter looked at me tears of laughter in his big green eyes as he smiled cheekily. "Casper's got a crush!" He giggled loudly. 

"I do not!" I protested.

"Yeah huh." He argued stubbornly.

"Nuh huh." I exclaimed grinning evilly. At the look on my face, he squealed loudly, jumping off the couch in a frantic rush. Before he could get away I grabbed him and dragged him back onto the couch. Mercilessly I started tickling him. He squirmed screaming with laughter as he tried to get away.