"Who's that?" I hear Brian shout from down stairs.
"Only me!" I shout back.
I walk up the stairs but am blocked by loads of boxes and bits of wood all over the floor.
Brian walks out from another room with paint on his face and a towel in hand.
"Come here I've got to show you something" he grabs my hand and pulls me into the room. Where 3 very tall, very hot men are standing.
"These are my players don't mind them. We thought it would be fun to paint this room ourselves! Do you like it" he looks at me anxiously as if I'm going to say no and it's going to be a disaster. The room is off white, there is a little cot in the corner with a rocking chair beside it. There is also a baby changing area, a dresser and small trunk exploding with teddies. It was all white -obviously- but it was beautiful. My mum is going to be over the moon. She'll cry, I'm almost certain of it.
"This has got to the nicest thing anyone has ever done for my mum. I love it. It's beautiful. It's so cute. This baby will be thrilled to live in this room" I walk up to him and take him by surprise and hug him.
"I'm glad you like it, oh and your mum called all the boys where worried about you. So is she, but she's also mad. Oh and I hear you met Owen"
"Owens in town?" One boy who's about 7" pops up from his phone.
"Yes" Brian gives him a stern look.
"Party!" another boy says with the best eyes I have ever seen. Whilst fist-bumping the 7" tall boy.
"No parties this time boys. He's been warned" The "boys" secretly wink at each other.
"I better go, I need to go get changed" another footballer perks up from his creepy stare at me.
"Need a hand?" He asks with a smirk on his face.
"No, your fine. I've got myself changed everyday on my own so far. I'm sure I'll be able to do it again, but I'll be sure to shout like a damsel in distress incase my hands start to break and I can't get my jogging bottoms up" i smile and walk out the door.
"I like that girl" One of them says.
I need to stop being such a bitch.
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"What are you doing here?" Owen asks.
"Well, Mister I-jump-to-conclusions-way-to-fast, i live here. If you didn't know that already"
"Dad, you didn't tell me your woman had a daughter!" he shouts like I'm not there.
"Well she does. Don't worry, I'm only going out back to the shed to read, won't be annoying you for too long" i grab my book from the counter and walk off with my head down. It turns out. Owen is staying with us over the next 2 weeks for the rest of summer. We were all meant to go to the shopping centre then meet for lunch at some restaurant and Brian would bring Owen with him but Owen found out the boys were at the shopping centre and decided he would go there first. Ruining all our plans.
For the past hour I've been crying in my room. My face is still red and puffy. The full thing about Jenna just got to me. The girl is right. I was so angry. Also with the full boys and fame thing. I don't want that but I realise I'll need to like it, my mum is so happy right now. This life for her is amazing. Even though if you would have asked her 10 months ago she would have laughed in my face and said that i need some sleep.
Im outside now, wandering into big field thats directly behind the house, actually i should probably call it a mantion. It's an insult to call it a house. Houses dont look like that.
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Teen FictionJames. Stacey James. Come through the roller coaster that is my life. My mother has re-married. I have a father and 4 stepbrothers that I don't want. I'm also falling in love big time. Why did I have to be a hormonal girl, that just loves any boy th...