Chapter one

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"This is the last one I am doing" I said, staring at the design infront of me. I then look over at my friend's waste basket which was now overflowing with papers of nice thought up designs that were later marked over, crushed and thrown in. I was on the verge of throwing the one I was working on in the bin when the door flew open and my bestfriend came in with a tray. I looked up to see what was on the tray. It was two tuna sandwiches and two glasses of orange juice.I threw my sketch pad on the floor and bounced of the bed to her."Ahhhhh, just what I needed" I said, grabbing one of the sandwhiches and immediately biting into it. I love Tuna sandwich so much itz my favourite sandwich Plus I was hungry and tired. " Take time or you might choke" Chrissie laughed. Chrissie has been my bestfriend since Kindergarden. FOR ever since she moved to my neighborhood we've been like bread and peanut butter jelly, never apart. She has no siblings. Her father died two months before she was born and her mom said she would never get married again.

I laughed at her comment, unfortunately i choked on the sandwhich. Chrissie knocked my back. Everthing flew out onto her carpet. "What did i tell u" she said "now I have more cleaning to do" she said pouting. "Sorry ,I'll get it and then I will help u clean the rest of your house cause I am kinda tired of sketching these designs. I have only done four and it kinda looks like the fifth one hates me" i said nodding my head in the direction of her bin. "Omg, your getting that too" she said laughing. We sit and finish our sandwiches and drinks and started to clean. By 2:30pm we have finished cleaning and were venturing the kitchen for something to drink.

"I am never volunteering to help you clean this house again" I said " Man I never new it was this hard to clean this house". "yeah am kinda getting use to it now" she said. Chrissie decided that we were no longer going to drink juice or sneek out any of her mom's Vodka but instead settling on eating some cornflakes. By time we were finished, we heard the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway. Although we already knew who it was we still went out to meet the tall,Athletic figure of Chrissie's mom.She hugs us both at the same time. " Hi chelsea" I said also motioning for her to open her trunk so we could take out the groceries. " Hi sweetie. How's your mom doing?". She said brightly. She had green eyes and hazel brown hair that stopped right at her shoulder. Her cheeks were rosy red and she had very deep dimples. " She's fine working all day, seven days of the week as usual." I said" she's home today thou , its her day off" "And your Dad?" She asked. He is on tour promoting some fashion designers he says are fabulous and good at designing." I replied rolling my eyes. " I bet u can't wait to be promoted by him in the future" she said winking. I love my dad,I love designing and i love the job that my dad is doing. I also know great things are going to happen in the future pertaining to my career. But saying that I can't wait would be an understatement. "Yeah" I said.
We were already in the kitchen unpacking when my phone buzzed. It was my mom calling to tell me it was time to come home. I ran upstairs to Chrissie's room and snatched my sketchpad, pencil, sharpener and eraser. I ran backed done and said my goodbye's and headed home. My house was just three houses away from Chrissie's so soon I was at my own house kicking of my shoes in a corner of the garage and pulling the door open.I walked inside shouting " Am home".

I walked into the living room to see my mom sitting on the sofa with a lot of other strange faces. " Good evening" I said politely to the visitors. "Good evening" they said in union. I sat beside mom. "Who are they" I asked. "Our new neighbours," she replies. "Hi. AM Paula," said the grown lady on the other side of mom "this is samuel my husband and these are our kidz Beck and Bryanna". "Nice to meet u" I said shaking all their hands. Beck and Bryanna were twins just like me and my brother paul. I must say Beck was really cute and Hot. He had very deep dimples that were revealed when he smiled at me while shaking my hand. He had blond hair and blue eyes so did his sister, my brother, my mom and me. I couldn't help but blush. His palm were so soft and his lips were very inviting. " Wait they are our neighbours" I said realizing my good luck.

There was a lady named carol who lived next door but when she got married she started seeking someone to sell the house to. She sold it to the right person I thought while smirking. My mom looked at me confused nodding her head. " anyways I haven't cooked anything so we will be ordering pizza tonight"she shouted. I knew exactly why. We both looked upstairs, awaiting the stampede that was yet to happen. Soon paul, kaylia my younger sis at 15, chase one of my other brothers who was 8 months older than me and Finley who was our older brother at 18 came stampeding down. " Pizza, we are having pizza. !!!!!!!!" They shouted over and over causing confusion. Me and my mom couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her curly blonde hair that reached halfway down her back waving and shaking. Me and my twin got or long curly hair from mom. My hair is literally dragging an the floor and my mom can't get me to cut it. My twin bro has to get a haircut every 2 weeks. My younger sis hair is rather short stopping at her shoulder. And my older bros' hairs are straight.

My siblings rushed into kitchen fighting for the phone to order the pizzas. I went into the kithen only to find them rolling over and over on the floor trying to get the phone from chase. I bent down and plucked the phone from chase and called and order the pizzas before carefully placing the phone where it's supposed to go and leave the siblings still playing on the kithen floor.

Some minutes later the nieghbours were back home and the pizza delivery guy was standing outside our door. I payed for the pizza and closed the door. I turned to go into the kitchen, only to have the pizzas snatched out of my hands.

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