My best friend's brother

Chapter 1

Sasha's P.O.V: "Ahhhhhhhh" I squealed as I rushed over to my best friend who I haven't seen in over a year.

"OMG!!!!! Is it really you?" She asked, rushing over with open arms. "Yep" I replied as I reached her. We embraced in a hug for a few moments before pulling apart.

"So how was England?" She asked with an ear to ear grin. "Good, I guess. I really wished that I hadn't had to go but I'm 18 now so I get to come back to the USA" I answered. "No way" said sarcastically. I just chuckled. Emily was able to make me laugh.

"Sasha, I just can't believe you're back" she said happily. "Neither can I" I answered.

We let silence take over us as Emily and I walked in the direction of the car. "Wow nice Lamborghini" I said sarcastically when we reached her red Mini Cooper. "Says the one. You don't even have a car" Emily scoffed as she took her keys out of her pocket to unlock the car. "Yeah, but if I did, it would be better than this" I answered with a smirk. "Sasha, get in or walk home. Your decision". I just laughed as I opened the door and got in.

Her car wasn't really that bad, I actually really liked it. But I just loved annoying Emily, I mean, it's what best friends are for right? Okay I still get a bit confused about what a best friend is supposed to do. But all I knew is that I liked annoying Emily. I know that sounds really mean, but I'm not generally a mean person. I just happen to be really good at annoying people. It happened to be one of my many specialties, trust me, there are many.

"No there aren't" said the annoying voice inside my head.

"Go away" I answered.

"I'm inside your head, dumbass".

"Well then, just shut up".

"You're the one that's making me talk. Like I just said, I'm in your head".

"Hey that rhymed".

"You legit have the brain of a flower pot".

"Are you ok?" Emily asked me as she brought me out of the fight that I was having with myself in my head. I am a very strange person.

"You can say that again" said my subconscious.

I was seriously beginning to piss myself off!

"Don't you start" I said back to my subconscious.

If only I could glare at myself.

I realised that I still hadn't answered Emily's question. "Um yeah" I muttered. "Took you long enough to answer" she said with an amused grin and raised eyebrows. "I was just.........thinking" I replied. "Oh" was her answer.

"I really missed you when you left" Emily said, breaking the silence that had been in the car for the last 5 minutes. "I missed you too".

The reason I had been in England for the last year was because my idiot parents decided to move there and because I was only 17 then, I had to go with my parents.

I begged my parents to let me stay with Emily and her mom when the told me they were moving to England but they wouldn't let me because they had zero trust in me. Which I guess, you can't blame them. I've always been quite the troublemaker.

I was charged for underage drinking 3 times, but luckily my parents were able to bail me out, I guess that's the perk of having rich parents.

Oh, did I not mention that my parents are billionaires?

It's good is some ways, living in huge house, having multiple cars, getting whatever I wanted. But it was also bad too. My parents were always busy when I was a kid so I spent more time with my paid nanny than my parents.

Because I was 18 now , my parents agreed to let me go back to the USA. It's cute how they thought it was their decision, I mean, I was coming back to America whether they liked it or not.

"It's so great that you have your own apartment" I said. "Yeah. But I'm sorry if it's not up to your standards" she said smirking. I laughed uncomfortably. I knew what she saying.

I was used to huge houses with huge bedrooms, whereas this would be a normal New York City apartment.

Honestly, the money meant nothing to me. I hated when people treated me differently just because they knew who my parents were.

"Shut up" I said with a smirk. "Sorry, sorry. But I'm just saying Sasha, this isn't going to be a huge mansion with a maid and a butler" she said. I shot her a look. "You know none of that stuff means anything to me".

Even though Emily and I are best friends and instantly clicked, we are complete opposites.

I'm a tomboy and she's a girly-girl. You would think, with me being the rich kid, that I would be the girly-girl and Emily would be the tomboy.

Emily enjoys makeup and fashion. While I enjoy break dancing and zombie movies.

"There's something I have to tell you" Emily blurted out as we reached her apartment block.
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I apologise for all grammar or spelling mistakes but I honestly can't be bothered to read back over it and fix them😂😏

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-Tara.f