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Everything was finally setteling down and then I just, well I just need a.. a cigarette and I need one bad. I just cant let my parents find out about this and worst thing is, its not my fault. He showed up out of no where.
I didn’t say anything I just stood ther and then he just spoke, yes spoke.
“So that was fun”he said looking at me out of the corner of hes eyeand a smirk on his face. “ugh!How dare you! You come into my house and kiss me …” then he interrupter my yelling with yelling of his own ”oh no you don’t!” he started to yell back at me, I was must say I was a bit surprised .
But he continued yelling “that first night you came to me and you participated in every kiss..” Then I got the courage to yell back at him “no I didnt, I pushed you away” with a calm voice he leaned forward and said “But you wish you didn’t” he leaned back winked and walked away.
I went to my room , got into a shower just washing away most of the smoke and sweat from down stairs. I cant believe strangers throw parties in strangers house? I got out towel dried my long brown hair put on a tank top and some shorts, went outside to sit but the some one burst into my room, oh wait it was “Mr Collin” and my automatic response was “You cant just burts into my room!”
And then it is as if he realized what he has done.
He stopped in his tracks swaying, is he drunk??
“You know…w…w…what?”
“Are you drunk?”
“What is it to you?”
“The fact that you just burst into my room drunk that is what it is to me!”
I yelled why did I was always mad I don’t know. Maybe it had to do with the fact that I kissed him thinking he made me feel stuff and now he has to live with us and I don’t know if I want to feel these stuff. He came closer to me and I dodged him and he landed on the bed and passed out most immediately. I wanted to help him out but he did just throw a party at my house on what seemed like the first day, so I just left him there and went out to the guest room.
I woke up around 9 o’clock feeling good and happy. How about some pancakes and ice-cream for breakfast? Yea I like the sound of that.
I get up went down stairs and found my dear butler at the coffee machine, he must have heard me come in because he asked “Cappuccino, latte or just coffee?” he looked over his shoulder smiling at me. “Cappuccino” I said very excited sitting at the counter top table.
“Sleep well Miss Penelope?”
“Yes thank you.”
“If you don’t mind may I ask you a question?” he asked, coming over to give me my cappuccino.
“Anything…” I said smelling the cappuccino.
“Why did you stop the party last night?” he said I little hesitant.
“It’s just that I got into some trouble and I got caught so mam and dad grounded me, so if I get into more trouble my life is over, so I can’t afford to get into more trouble.” I said being as vague as possible
“Quite the bad girl huh?” he said arching his eyebrow.
I looked away shyly.
“so Miss Penelope what would you like for breakfast?”
“I would like some pancakes and ice-cream please, with fruit on the side”
This was fun me and the butler actually bonded I found out he was a divorced father with a little girl that was five, named Kayla. Such a sweet man.
Email:
Hi Penelope aka my bestie
Just mailed you the dress, so if you don’t like it, and I'm back we can go shopping for another one.
Met the most amazing guy over here, can’t wait to send you pictures.
Tell me what’s happening over there can’t be all quite over there (I know you)
Done a lot of shopping in Milan, next stop Paris…
Brining back to may shoes will send you some as I move all over the place.
Missing you allot
Loves
Besties for life.
C
I quickly wrote back.
Email:
Hi Clair
Cant wait to see the dress, hope you send me shoes to fit with the dress…hehe
Happy you found your love across the world
There is this guy “Mr. Collin” I don’t know his name, he has been delightfull (note the sarcasm)
He lives in our pool house, still have to figure out how my Dad let such an ass live with us.
Love you and missing you always.
Besties forever
P
Then on queue “I need you to drive me to go and pick up my truck”
I must have had a stupid expression on my face, because he said “you have to drive me” and slipping out of my mouth before I can keep it, “What they don’t deliver”
He just stood there like what is his problem like kissing me isn’t good enough he has to stare at me too, like is he in love with me or something? Well I have news for him he cam barking up the wrong tree, I don’t do crushed and I definitely do not do love.
“If I take you will you stop staring at me”
“Maybe”
“Fine” I put down my stuff walked pass him grabbed my keys and went to the car.
When he got into the car, he wanted to touch my radio, and i just freaked, “stop!” he just froze as my and was on this for trying to stop him. He looked at me confused, “I'm so not listening to any pop crap” “I don’t listen to pop crap” he arched his eyebrow and pulled his and away. I put on my music first played some death cab. He didn’t say a word and we just drove off in silence, expect for the occasional, left here right there
As I arrived at the house I saw a car in the drive way, its no it cant be….
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