Chrissy woke me up at 11 am. Father isnt home. And the dream i had was just unbelievable. I thought it was real, but mehh, crazy me. Why would Hazel even have kids? The evil bitch looks good as fvck.
Anyways, i just finished eating the BLT salad i had. (yes, i had salad. Its hard to believe but i really did. I was used to devouring chunks of meat but since im being a mature person now, i started eating those green stuff) For brunch. And it was good.
"hey Chrissy, is father at work?" i asked Chrissy, who is currently on the dishwasher, setting it up or something, as i enjoyed the last piece of bacon left of the salad, cause its like, 1/5 lettuce 1/5 tomato and 3/5 bacon.
"he was out to take your brothers around New York" she shrugged
B-brothers??
"what brothers?" i asked innocently.
I am an only child. Brothers. Pfft.
"oh Harp, still cant accept it eh? Why dont you get ready because they'll be fetching you at 12:30"
Cant accept what? Hell, i love my life and i accept everything about it. Well maybe except for Hazel. But still.
"i dont have sunday classes today" i groaned
"ofcourse you dont. take a shower and get dressed" Chrissy patted my head then smiled at me
"okaaaaayyy..." i sighed then walked upstairs
"1 hour Harper!" she reminded
K.
Anyways, i took a shower then got dressed after. I chose an aztec print crop top with a blue shirt underneath, denim boyfriend jeans, low-cut converse, and aviator sunglasses. Oh, and a snapback cap a random guy gave me, in exchange for my number, during our trip to Texas last summer. Note: I gave him the wrong number. I dont give my number to strangers.
I finished in time just before i heard knocks on my door, "Harper they're here"
"coming" i answered as i fished out a white and blue slingy bag from my closet which looks like a total mess right now.
I threw in my phone, my wallet, my ipad, another phone(its a BB my mom gave me) and a tube of concealer and chapstick.. I dont really do make-up. I just used the concealer to hide the dark bags under my eyes, and chapstick for le lips.
I checked myself at the mirror one last time before heading out and going downstairs.
And there. I saw the three jerks from my dreams sitting on the couch. Oh god.
