BEEP,BEEP
I rolled over to my side to turn of my alarm clock.
Since there was not one in here when I first got here and needed one so I could get up at darn 6:00 am, I asked old guy to put one. I had to get his name later.
As I got up, I found out that that bed was very uncomfortable. It had felt like I was sleeping on rocks.
I did not know what to do first, so I got to thinking for a little. Since they are sleeping, I could do breakfast then make a run for it.
So I went with that idea. As I went in the kitchen, I saw a note there on the table and it read,
Things to do,
Make breakfast
Wash the dishes
Make the beds
Clean the rooms
Do the laundry
Iron the clothing
5 minute lunch
If anything else is dirty clean it up.Like that guy thinks I am going to do his work, think again you jackass. As soon as I'm done with your breakfast am leaving.
In the kitchen I made some pancakes with eggs and some juice. By then it was 7:00.
I put the food in a tray but before I gave them there food, I made me some food and ate it first.
Now that I was done, I put my plat in the sink and got the tray and made my way to there rooms.
The first room I went in was to look like the old guys. Grate. I knocked on his door and didn't get a answer, so I just open the door a little walk in and put the food on the night stand and left. There's no way am I staying when he gets up. Next is Jason.
When I knocked on his door , I didn't get a answer so I open the door a little and heard some light snoring and look in a little more and saw a shirt less sleeping Jason on his bed. He looked so cute.
WHAT.
I shake my head and go into the room and put the food on his night stand like I did with old guys, but a slight movement and saying from him scared me.
"Good morning" he said sleepy.
I didn't say good morning back, instead I just jumped back and looked at him because I think he is just asleep still. But boy was I wrong.
"Your not going to say good morning back?" He asked sitting up and getting the plate of food.
I didn't see his six pack until he sat up. And me being the person I am, I just keep on looking at him.
"You know its bad to to just look at someone when there eating? Right?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
I didn't answer him again turning on my heel to leave and hide my blush and started to walk out the door, but he started to talk again.
"You do know I have nothing to do with this."
This time, I did answer him. Only in a harsh way. "Yes it is. Because you are the one that kidnapped me, not your dad. And I will beat yours and his ass!"
"He told me too so its not like I wanted to! And I would like to see you try and beat my ass." He said
"Either way, you kidnapped me and listened to your dad. And you just wait for the day I kick your ass. " And with that, I walked out of the room and shut the door and started walking to the front door, when I was grabbed By my arm to face someone.
When I did, I saw an very angry face. Something tells me he's mad.
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I Got Kidnapped, And I Think I Love Him
أدب المراهقينDON'T READ THIS STORY!! I WOTE IT WHEN I WAS 10 OR 11 AND IT IS SO BAD, but if you want to, then be my guess. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU! ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ Amanda Borow is a normal orange teenage girl with a abuse father. ...