TEENNAPPED!

Prologue

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TEENNAPPED!

Prologue..

One. Two. Three.

"Wake up sleepy head!" I yelled into my brother's ear.

His hand flew up out of reflex and slapped me across the face.

"What the hell, man!" I yelled hopping off his bed.

"I love you too,  sis." He said sitting up.

"Frederick James!" I yelled.

"Yes, sir!" He said standing at attention.

"Why on Earth did you slap me in the face?" I yelled at him and he flinched.

"Oh let me see, " he said tapping his chin pretending to think "you yelled in my ear. Whlie I was sleeping."

Oh yeah.

"Oh, and Fred." I said calling him by his pet name.

"I'm a girl so it's yes madam."

I walked out into the hall way to see my dog playing with my favourite Justin Bieber T-shirt.

"Cookie N Cream!" I said pulling my shirt away from my dog.

Yep you heard right. My dog's name is Cookie N Cream. I named her when I was thirteen so don't judge.

"No. No. No," I cried to my self.

Now there was doggy saliva all over my JB T-shirt. Now I have to wash it for the first time in two months.

All my treasured memories were on this shirt.

The time when my crush tapped me on the right shoulder when I was wearing it, even though he was just asking me if the jeans I was wearing were old. Anyway, there was that time when this hot guy in the shoe store bumped into me while I was wearing this same shirt.

Now I had to wash all those wonderful  memories away.

No dessert for you tonight Cookie N Cream.

"What are you sobbing about?" Fred asked standing over my body on the floor.

"Cookie N Cream got saliva all over my JB T-shirt and now I have to wash it." I said sobbing hard.

"About time. Good job Cookie N cream, extra dessert for you tonight." He said smiling.

Jee, thanks a lot Frederick. You've been so supportive.

I rolled my eyes and got up off the floor. Now to put this in the laundry basket after two months.

I gave it one more hug before throwing it into the laundry basket with the other worn clothes. None as special as that T-shirt.

I headed back to my room. Our parents were on vacation in Barbados but you know, no one wants two trouble makers on a vacation trip so we were kicked to the curb and forced to stay home with our Aunt, Sasha.

What a nice summer this was going to be.

Sarcasm noted.

"Hey, Lips," Fred said knocking on the door.

Lips was my pet name. My parents gave it to me when I was five because I would always dress up and model around the house while pushing out my lips to make them look bigger.

"Yeah."

"Auntie Sasha is calling you."

"Four scoops."

"What?" He asked sounding really confused.

"One scoop for one letter, so four scoops for the letters in the word okay." I explained.

"Oh, four scoops then." He said before I heard his footsteps moving away from the door.

I went downstairs and found Auntie Sasha cooking in the kitchen.

"Yes, Auntie?"

"Catrin, can you watch the house for me, please? I don't trust that brother of yours to do anything around this house." She asked not looking up from the stove.

"Okay, but where are you going?"

"To pick up something from my boss and deliver it."

"Okay you can leave everything to me." I said before walking out into the living room.

With that, I heard the front door slam shut and her car driving out through the front gate.