Chapter 3: god I hate that twat!

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Chapter 3: god I hate that twat!

Esther abruptly came in the room without even asking.

"Olly, can we have a tea party with mermaid barbie and Mr.Half-Teddy-Bear?" she asked with puppy eyes, holding a half-destroyed and creepy teddy.

"No! Go play alone, we're busy." he said. I agree!

"Moom, Olly doesn't wanna play with me!" Little Twat whined.

"OLLY? Play with your sister!"

"Yes, mom! Shit..." Olly said, the last phrase under his breath.

"Come to my room when ready!" the Twat said in a sing-songy voice.

"We're ready, all right," Hot Gu- I mean Olly said. What? He has a six pack, for god sakes!

We went to Little Twat's room. It was all bright pink.

"Sit down!" Esther commanded.

"Yeah yeah, all right," I said.

And so we spent the whole afternoon listening to imaginary stories of Mr. Half-Teddy Bear's heroic actions. Like saving a little duck from drowning.

When it was (finally!) over, Olly walked me to my house. Not that it was a long walk, but it's nice being around him.

"Um, so... tomorrow is the first day of school... see ya then?" he said as he flipped his hair.

I think I stared for a while, 'cause he coughed.

"Uh, yeah totally!"

"Oh and... sorry you had to go through with my sister..."

"No prob. At least you were there!" that last part slipped from me.

He smiled in a cute way.

"Well then... 'till tomorrow."

"Bye!"

I got into my room and undressed. I didn't even bother to put on my pyjama. It was summer and hot, so who cares? I would just sleep in my underwear.

I tried sleeping, but Olly was stuck in my head with his cute face and his sexy smile and his hot six pack...

Then I noticed a pair of eyes outside the window, staring at me... I was in my undies!!!

I screamed the hell out of my throat.

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Author's Note

Hey! Sorry for the short chapter :( next one will be longer, pinky promise! (Though then it will take longer to post).

What I wanna say also please leave a comment!

Thanks!

~Agnes Moon🌕

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