Heart Breaker

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"Am I done yet?" Mason complained as he dragged another box into the house.

"Stop whining you little baby" Paris teased as she walked out the door.

"Mom! Paris is being mean" He quickly said to his mom who just walked in.

"Mason," she looked at him "why don't you go take a break"

"Sure!" He bolted up the stairs but soon came down. "Which room is mine?"

By then Paris was already in the house listening to what their mother had said. "Let Paris choose her room first then you can"

"BUT THATS NOT FAIR!" he shouted with pure anger.

"That sucks" Paris said running up towards the room she wants. Mason was right behind her making sure she didn't take her room.

To Masons relief she didn't choose his room. That would have been a problem. Instead, she choose the room farthest away from his.

"YO, MOM" Paris shouted, "CAN I PAINT MY ROOM?"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU CHILD, COME DOWN HERE" she shouted. Paris rolled her eyes. She started to go downstairs. "What were you saying?" Her mom asked.

"I wanted," she a deep breath "toknowificouldpaintmyroom" Paris' eyes filled with hope. She's going to say yes.

"Hell to the no" her mom replied.

"Wait- what" Paris looked shocked at these words.

"Would you like me to spell it out?"

"I'll pass," Paris' expression changed, "What for lunch"

"Ask your dad" her mom replied.

"Okay?" Paris went to look for her father.