we were both young when I first saw you... is what woke me up. Yes, I like Taylor Swift, I mean, who wouldn't! she's pretty and talented with great hair and- .
.. that you were Romeo and you were throwing pebbles and your daddy said stay away from
Juliet....
"then I was crying on the stair case, begging you please don't go-o!" I sang along, "and I said, Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone, I'll be wai-" "SHUT UP!!!!", someone yelled from the kitchen.
Allzebeth storms into the room holding a jug of water, "Breeee!", she whines. "you woke up late!". oh shit! "Why didn't you wake me up!?", "well, I tried, but you sleep like the dead! so I went to the kitchen and to get some water to pour over your head, then I heard your terrible singing-",
"my singing isn't that bad!", I said but she continued despite my outburst, "and then I came here to see if you were actually singing instead of giving birth".
I sent her my most terrifying glare...
well that's what I thought I was doing. My sister started laughing, she was laughing so hard that there were tears coming out of her eyes and was now continuing her laughing fit on the floor.
"Y-y-you. l-look. like. y-your con-sti-p-pated! ha!" she managed to say in between laughs. She tried to stop laughing but everytime she looked up at me she would bust out laughing all over again.
"oh my pie Allia!! shut the fuck up!", I yelled as I turned of my, still ringing Taylor Swift alarm.
I didn't usually swear, but sometimes that girl just goes too far.
And that's when I hear it.
We both freeze.
If we were in a different situation I would have laughed at Allia's position. She was still on the floor, hand midway from touching the ground from slapping it when she was laughing.
"Bree?", my sister says, tentively. "ya?", I whisper.
"there is someone trying to get in", she states the obvious.
"Its a rapist!", I try to scare her.
"what if he's hot?, then he can't be classified as a rapist"
I give her a WTF? look. I mean, how can she say that in a timelike this?
bang!
I scream.
someone's breaking in.
I hear a key turn and the door open, I look at Allia and she already has a knife...well her plastic one...and is handing me a baseball bat.
the person walks in and we peer in from my bedroom doorway, the culprit is female.
I give Allia the signal and we creep up on her.
I motion for my sister to bash her on the head on the count of three.
two
three
thwack!
I feel a sharp pain in my head and that's the last thing I remember before I blackout.
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"bree. bree. bree. Bree!", I heard a sigh.
"This is all your fault!" someone yells and I flinch.
"Shut up!", the other person whisper-yelled.
I slowly opened one eye, then the other, "look! she's waking up!", the taller, older looking one said.
"No shit Sherlock!", the younger one stated.
"Allia?...Eves?", I asked unsure.
"Ya", they answered in unison.
"What the fudge? what happened?"
"Really? what the fudge?", Allia asked with a Are you serppious look.
"So?", I asked defensively, "What crawled up your ass and died?"
She ignored me and said "so...are you feeling ok?", ah yes.I almost forgot about that. "so...", I mimicked her, "mind explaining what happened?".
She nervously told me what happened and that instead of hitting the stranger which turned out to be Everlee - I must have forgotten that I gave her a copy of my keys for just in case scenarios- we ended up hitting each other. I know, we are such idiots.
By the time we stopped laughing at our stupidity, it was already lunch and we decided on skipping school since we are way past late.
I made us a couple of sandwiches with tuna, corn and mayonnaise.
I ran my hand through my almost black hair and sighed, first day of last week of last year of highschool.
Very confuusing if you ask me.
But no one asked did ask you
Oh, hello conscience. I missed you sooo much... note the sarcasm.
oh yes, long time no see!
You mean talk.
Whatever with a capital W
Oh fudging gods...now my brain was quoting the Fillo show, Be careful with my heart...
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We went shopping for a couple of hours and Everlee and I bought some new outfits for our interview.
That reminds me....
"Hey Eves..?"
"Hmm?"
"How did you know what the Andersons look like and that Nate has......them?", I asked, speculating.
"um...oh right, yeah, my uncle works with their mother or something. and that's how I new about the job too"
I nodded in understanding.
"Ok lazyass! time to go to the Andersons!", Everlee piped in.
I groaned.
"How could I forget!?", I squeeled in mock excitement.
Don't worry, I will help you
Ha! I'm not that desperate that I have to get help from my conscience.
well ill be waiting.
I might just need that.
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Babysitting The Andersons
Teen Fiction"And last but definitely not least, there is Nathaniel or Nate who is 18 years old, turning 19 and is smoking! You should have seen his abs! there was like an eight pack! and, and he got that sexy v thang and, and and-", I tuned everything out. Then...