THE STORY TAKES PLACE IN 2011
"Have you ever considered how big of a bitch you are?" Marshall asks me. I've had enough of his shit already! The way he talks to me and the way he treats me is way over the line. I've never liked him and I never will a...
It's almost Christmas and it's the second Christmas I have to spend without Kyle. I love Christmas but I used to love it more, luckily I'm forced to keep the Christmas spirit going for Tyler's sake.
On Saturday we've arranged a party here at the studio, where we all eat some dinner and celebrating Christmas with each other since we all are doing that on Christmas Day with our families of course. Curtis is gonna come today and he's gonna join us on Saturday also. The whole Shady family is gonna be here and I'm really looking forward to it.
I sit in the common room on the computer just surfing around. I'm looking for a new dress that I can wear on Saturday. I always like to wear something new. I've found a beautiful red wine color dress which I think it's perfect for Christmas, but I never buy the first thing I see so I let it wait for a bit.
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Suddenly I feel my chair being pulled backwards, I know that this can only be Marshall.
"Marshall!" I scream. His face appears from up above with a silly grin on his face.
"How did you know it was me?" He chuckles boyish.
"Because you're the only child around." I giggle. He pushes my chair back up and sit next to me.
"Curtis is here too." He says and Curtis sits down next to Marshall.
"It still makes you the only child." I say.
"Can you believe her attitude man?" Marshall asks Curtis.
"You should put that bitch in her place." He laughs. I still have to get use to their way of speaking and I know I shouldn't take it personally. Marshall looks at me, he keeps looking at me. Why is he looking at me like that?
"What?" I ask.
"Really?" He asks. "When I speak like that, you go all mommy on me."
"I do not." I laugh. "Not anymore."
"You don't like the way we speak, shorty?" Curtis asks me.
"I had to get used to it." I say.
"What are you doing?" Marshall asks referring to the computer.
"I'm trying to find a dress to wear on Saturday." I say and I click on the page where the red dress is. "What do you think?"
"It shows too less skin." He says which makes me smack his shoulder.
"It fits to a classy woman like you." Curtis now says.
"Thank you Curtis." I say.
"I actually meant Marshall." He says which makes Marshall grab him around the neck and wrestle him to the ground. It's really the vibe around here; grown men acting like boys. It's funny to look at and I can't help but laughing. Marshall suddenly looks at me smirking.
