( chapter 39) From Home Sweet Home to Hell, maybe, could be heaven

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Chapter 39

" do we really have to go?" Saber said.

" no, you don't. But if you end up tomorrow with a skirt too short, a bra too big or a short too tight, it's not my fault." I said innocently, hinting that's exactly what I'll do if they don't come. They sigh and montion for me to to go to the car with them.

-------------------After shopping-------------------

I chuckle as I walk back to the hotel from Chris's house, remembering their red faces. They were so mad that I was taping them in different outfit, but that didn't even come close to the look on their faces when they tried to hide when people they know walk by. I dump my bags in my room and join my parents for dinner.

-------------------the next morning------------------------

I woke up with Sam jumping in my bed again. This time, at four because apparently, we slept in on the weekends. Why does he or my parents or his parents have to be a morning people? We went through our routines, ending around 6:15.

I shower change into a white mini skirt, shorts underneath if course, and strapless shirt. I will be so glad to get rid of these, I can't even move right in them. I put on makeup and those spy bugs I wore at the ball. I pack makeup and hair stuff plus my gadgets and camera in my purse. I walk over to Sam's room to get him ready in his need clothes. I told him yesterday not to put them on until I let him because I personally think that crisply, straight, plaid, tucked in, ironed shirt is nerdier than plaid, tucked in shirt. I iron his clothes while instructing him to put on this shirt thing in found online. It's like a shirt, but it's skin colored and vary in shapes so if you put one on that have muscle packs, itll look like you have muscle. I order one for Sam to make it look like he have a flab of fat on his stomach and no muscle what so ever. It even have this expensive thing that make sure you cool enough in the shirt to not to die of a heat stroke. The only down side is it doesn't to exactly with your skin color so it looks weird if you see the difference, but Sam is wearing a long sleeve, so no worries. After we button up all of the buttons on the shirt, he put on a fake pair of glasses and hold some books in one hand. He look like a nerd I must say, except for his face. Oh well, I should leave something to catch people's attentions so they could get to know him. Who am I kidding, as long ad he's with me, he's

always going to get attention. I told him to help me carry my bags downstairs.

Our parents raised eyebrows when they saw us, but let it slide. Dad must have told Mr. and Mrs. Smith to expect something today. We eat breakfast and walk over to Chris's house.

" how much longer? I thought you said her house was close." Sam whine a third of the way there. That's a good sign, him saying her I mean. He'll be in a bigger suprise.

" we are almost there." When we got there, Sam stop and whiser/ yell in my ear.

" I thought you said they were girls."

" I never said that, and start acting gay," I whisper back to him smugly.

" Gay? You planned this all along?" he was turning pink in anger. I never got to whisper back to him' yes, and that's why you love me,' because Saber yell.

" I thought your rude was hot and a GIRL!" he seem really annoyed by this.

I have a feeling that this is going to be one of the best first day at school in the history of best first days at school.

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