nudes? really? (book 3) tucker

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"Here," I say, slamming the paper on the counter.

"Woah, what's with the attitude?" Mom asks.

"Look at the paper," I sneer.

She looks at it and her face turns white, "oh lord," she mumbles.

"When were you gonna tell me he was out?" I ask.

"When did you see him?" She asks, avoiding my question.

"Answer my question first, then I'll answer yours,"

"I was gonna tell you and Ethan soon, but I couldn't because this would happen," she sighs.

"He hit on me at Starbucks,"

"He what?" She laughs.

"He randomly walked up to me and called me a pretty thing and practically raped me with his eyes!" I tried keeping a straight face with her.

"Oh my god!" She laughs.

"Tell him to keep it in his pants!" I scream, running upstairs.

"What the?" Ethan asks.

"Twin meeting, my room, now!" I yell, running past Ethan's room. He slowly follows me.

"What happen?" He asks, closing my door.

"Johns out of prison." I say, catching my breath.

"What?!" He pretty much screams.

"Calm your balls man! I just talked to her about it because I saw him yesterday. She didn't wanna tell us because she knew we were gonna react like this,"

He sighs, "he better not get close to ma, that fucking psycho," my brother mumbles.

"About that... He gave me his number to give to ma," I scratch the back of my head.

"Indie!" He yells, making me jump.

"My bad! He was literally begging," I throw my hands up.

"Fuck yourself with a cactus," he yells, leaving my room.

"Loose your virginity to a knife!"

"Already did!" He laughs, slamming my door.

"To who!?" I yell, running after him.

"None of your business!" He yells through his closed door.

"Little fucker." I mumble, sliding to my room. When I mean slide, I mean I'm wearing socks and I slid across the wood floor.