it was a regular morning, except the boys just moved in with us for a couple of days until we leave to New York...forever.
my mom and adam just left for work. so im stuck here with the boy himself, daniel veda. yayy. hey, i hope you are noticing my sarcasm.
i go downstairs to get some breakfast. i reach for my cereal box. i was so tired today, i couldn't even get the strength to grab it.
i sighed in frustration. im tall but i somehow couldn't reach that zamn cereal box.
i felt the heat of a body right behind me. reaching for the cereal box. it was so warm. wearing booty shorts and a loose t-shirt wasn't the smartest idea at this moment.
i turn around and see no other than the kid. man i thought i was tall. he looked so much taller inches away from me. he placed his arm in the counter. making it impossible to leave.
we were so close. inches away.
i felt awkward and walked under his arm which was supposed to be my blocker. ha fail.
i grabbed the cereal box from his hands and poured it into my bowl. i then got milk and poured it AFTER my cereal.
i grabbed a spoon and sat down. he was watching my every move. da hail.
i went on instagram. he was making himself a bowl of cereal. please don't sit here. please don't sit here. please don't sit here!
and there he sat. right in front of me. i was looking deep into my phone avoiding to have a conversation.
he ate, and just looked at me and his bowl of cereal.
can we say, awkwardddddd.
my phone DIED. this cannot be. now i have to make a conversation or look at him. no no no. why. life is over.
he looked at me. "so what's your favorite color?"
i pretended i didn't hear him. i was on "my phone" which was dead. he repeated it. i didn't answer. just stared at my phone.
he smacked his lips and grabbed my phone. he saw it was dead. he looked at me with a disappointed face. "wow."
he handed me my phone back. i felt bad. the rest of the breakfast session, he was silent, and never glanced at me.
he went up to the guest room.
i finished my cereal and put it inside the sink. as i was walking up the stairs, daniel comes down.
he looks at me up and down. "get ready, we are going out with my friends."
i gave him a stank face. "who said i was going out?"
he looked at me and said "i did, now change."
i didn't move. "you can't tell me what to do."
he put his hand on his hip and cleverly replied "well, mom and dad left me in charge so change...now."
i gagged at the fact he called my mom...his *gags* mom.
i walked up to change my clothes stomping on the floor. if this is how it's gonna be. oh let's play.
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(inspired by @bomb_digaz )
