Whats your name?

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Ben-G up above!

I look myself over one more time and took a deep breath. I had on a light pink crop top that stopped just above my belly button. It said 'like what ya see,honey?'. My dark blue shorts matched the color of the print. My knee high socks the same color of my shirt. I actually thought i looked good until i looked at my face. I let out a groan. My dark brown hair was in a pony tail with a pink head band. My thick glasses made my brown orbs look 2 times bigger. My braces adding to my nerdy face. I hated the freckles that where planted all over my hideous face. "JEWELS, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE....NOW" my fathers voice boomed through the house. "COMING!" I yell back. I turn around crab my phone, ear buds and sprint down the stairs. When I reach the kitchen I was engulfed with the smell of burned toast. I look over to see my brother trying to choke down burned bread with a whole lot of  jam piled on top. I'm just gonna skip breakfast. I do a 160 and make a run for it before any of my siblings notice me. "Not so fast, Jewels!" my dad yells over my little sisters crys, my older brothers complaining about his burned toast, my little brothers gagging sounds, and the fire alarm. "Are you going to have breakfast, sweet heart?" my father asked. "No, thanks daddy." I practically scream to make sure he heard me. I pulled a chair over to where the fire alarm is. Just when I thought shit couldn't get any worse my Saint Bernard, Ben-G, dashes through the kitchen. Adding some more chaos to my morning. Ben-G jumps up on the kitchen table and in one swift move he has both my brothers pieces of toast in is mouth and is running strait towered me. I let out a small yelp as my dog nocks the chair right out from under me. I fall flat on my bum. ouch thats gonna leave a mark. I look over to my brothers, I let out a soft giggle at their shocked faces. Noah, my older brother, had his dark blue eyes wide open in pure shock while my other little brother, Zack, was bent over holding his stomach, laughing so hard I swear I saw a few tears role down his cheek. My dad rushed over to me "Jewels, are you ok?" he yelled in a worried tone. I got up and brushed off my shorts "Yeah, Im fine." I tell him. "What did you say? I couldn't hear you." he shouts in my ear while nodding his head up towards the fire alarm that has been screaming through all of this. I've had enough. I grab Zacks plastic plate and chuck it at the fire alarm. SCORE! The minute the plate hit the alarm it immediately shut up. We all let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god that dame thing stopped!" Noah exclaimed. "Watch you language boy" my dad yelled at Noah from the living room. "Dame, I thought I was going to get away with that one." he mutterd under his breath as he walks out the back door to get in his car. "You coming, Zack?" Noah yelled over his shoulder. "Yeah, just wait!" Zack yelled from upstairs. Every day Noah drove his Ford truck to the elementray school to drop Zack off. After that he drives to the high school where he goes to school. My dad picked up my little sister, Rose, and brought her out to the SUV. Every day my dad brings her to day care. After that he drove to his company. I on the other hand walk to school. I walk over to the door and slide my black high tops on and walk out the door. I walk down my drive way going the same way I do every day. I pull out my phone and plug in my head phones. I go to my play list and pick a song. Wonderland by Taylor Swift caught my eye while scrolling down. Out of no where I rammed into a very hard chest. I look up to see a very tall male with chocolate brown eyes. He had a sharp jaw line and his hair was a carmel mess on top of his head. "Well, Hello there." The boy said in a deep thick british accent."Oh...um..sorry I was just-I mean i didnt see you there." I finally got out with much struggle. I mentally slapped my fore head. He shamelessly romed my body with his eyes. "Your shirt is right." he winks at me in a flirty way. Upon hearing this i rolled my eyes. "Who doesn't?" I remark sarcastically. "My name is Milo, I just moved here!" he shot his hand out. "Whats your name, sweet heart?"

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