" Rosalyn, I'm going to get breakfast before I go to school!" I called as I shut the door so she couldn't reply. I ran smack into a chest. I gasped as my dad chuckled. " Daddy!" I squealed, hugging his middle. He squeezed me back. " Hey you. How was your birthday?" I grinned. " Great. We had pizza. Not that Rosalyn will remember." dad groaned and laughed at the same time. "Shame on you, Tanesha." I shrugged. " I gotta get to school, dad. How long are you in?" he checked his watch.
" I can stay for supper, then have to catch a flight for Romania. Hey, I need to talk to you later. Mind not inviting anyone over for the day?" I frowned, but agreed.
"Nesha!" Brandt called. I slid into the booth across from him, kissing his cheek. "Hey you. How's it going?" he shrugged, eyeing my coat. I huffed. " just because it's not designer doesn't mean it's not warm!" he sighed. " Ok. I ordered for you already, but we have separate bills since Terrance wants me to pay for his." I snickered and he shot me a glare. " he has you wrapped around his little finger doesn't he!?" I giggled. He attempted to kick me under the table and I yelped, jumping back. "stop it! I'll make you forget you weren't going to pay for my meal." I warned when he drew his foot back again. Him, Terrance and Finn where the only people besides my dad who knew about my power. He grimaced but quit attacking me.
"Baby girl!" a voice sang from behind me. I turned to see a grinning Terrance and a mumbling Finn who looks like he'd just been dragged out of bed. Knowing Terrance, he probably was. Terrance kissed my head and then sat with Brandt as I scooted over and let Finn sit with me. He looped an arm with mine and buried his head in my shoulder. "Terrance woke me up." he mumbled pathetically. I shot Terrance a glare. " Why did you wake the poor child up!? He obviously doesn't feel good." I wrapped my arm around Finn and rubbed his back as he burried his head in my shoulder again. Terrance gaped at me. "Since when do ugly stick up for the brat!?" he exclaimed. I brushed my hand on Finns forehead. " Since he began running a fever. Finn, does anything hurt?" I asked. His blue eyes cracked open a smudge to look at me. " The light. And my throat." I shook my head. Finn had gotten sick as a kid and now, at 16, he was always catching some kind of cold. If they got too serious they could kill him.
" open up and lemme see kiddo." I demanded as my drink was sat in front of me. Brandt sighed. " if he has steep I swear to God... He grouches. I shot him a look and then looked down Finns throat. I groaned. " dude, the whole back of your throat is white. You need to get home, now. Tell your mom I said to air you to the doctor." he groaned and set his head on my shoulder again. " moms at work. Can't you take me Nesha? Please?" he murmured. I glanced at Terrance and Brandt, who both gave me wide eyed looks of innocence. "Hell. Terrance, call your mom and have her call the doctor for me."
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Inheritance from mummy dearest
Novela JuvenilI don't remember what this is about, or where I was going with this story line. it's been years since I even glanced at it. To be honest, I didn't even remember posting it.
