"Hey!" I heard an annoying squeaky voice. "Hey!" I felt a nudged on my arm.
I opened my eyes and woke up from my sleep, I saw two giant blue eyes staring at me. I looked around the room and noticed I was on the sofa, I was leaning on Angel's shoulder, so I quickly sat up before he could notice.
"What do you want?" I asked. The big blue eyes came from a girl called Amelie. She had little blonde bunches that were cute at first, but got annoying after a while. She was the loudest girl ever, which was a shame because her voice was the most irrating squeaky voice I had ever heard.
"Get off the sofa!" she said. I looked at her.
"Why?"
"We want to watch telly!" Amelie put her hands on her hips. She was so cocky. Her friends stood behind her nodding in agreement.
"I don't care," I responded.
"You have watched TV all day!" I was hoping Amelie would shut up soon, but it seemed to take forever.
"No I haven't. Look go away, leave me alone!" some of the girls started screaming. I sat and watched them, they had to stop. It wasn't long before Angel woke up.
He looked around and stared at the screaming girls. "What's happening? What's wrong?" He asked.
"Marilyn won't let us watch telly!" Amelie screamed as she pointed a finger at my nose.
"Oh..." Angel turned and looked at me, I widened my eyes and shook my head very slightly so he got the
message. "Take the TV, we don't need it,"
"Yay!" the girls cheered.
"What?!" I looked at Angel in shock.
"Come on we don't need it,"Angel grabbed my hand and dragged me out the living room. I looked back at the girls throwing themselves onto the sofa. Amelie turned her head at looked at me with her wide eyes.
She stuck her tongue out at me and smiled.
Angel dragging me to the stairs, I grabbed his wrist and pulled it away from my hand. "I can sort myself out," I said. Angel looked confused.
"What's up with you?" he asked.
"Nothing let's go to my room," I stepped into a step and Angel following very close behind.
We stepped up in silence, only hearing the creaking of the stairs. I paused and leant against the wall. Angel did the same against the stairs bannisters so he was facing me.
"Why did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Give the girls the TV?"
"We had it all day and... Well..."
"Don't do that. We need to show the little kids who's boss. They need to know their place," I explained. Angel didn't say anything. "Got it?" he nodded. So I continued walking up the stairs.
"What time is it?" I asked. Angel looked at a watch on his right hand. He was a lefty.
"4:01" I laughed.
"Why do you have to be so exact?" I asked.
"You asked for the time..."
"Never mind, point is, the older kids will be home in about 5 minutes,"
We both came into my room at sat on my bed. Angel put the radio on so we could listen to music while I got out my pens so we could draw on the wall. Since we had alot of space near the top of the wall, we decided to draw there. Angel left the room and bought a chair in for him to stand on so he could reach the top of the wall.
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Transported
Novela JuvenilMarilyn doesn't know why, or how it's possible, but she transports at any time to any place. This curse has saved her life but couldn't save her parents. She can't trust anyone but Angel, a new member of the orphanage. Having this curse doesn't ma...
