--Katherine's POV--
"Here comes the tickle monster!! Rawr!!" The giggles filled the room as I watched the scene before me. I was smiling like a donkey who was high. I never knew that Asher was so great with kids. I thought that like any other guy, he would freak out or maybe be harsh with kids but I was wrong once again. He's a pro! Okay maybe not as best as me but still.
"Alright girls, time for your nap. C'mon chop chop!" They whined and gave Asher the puppy dog look which I prayed he won't fall for.
"Nope. Sorry ladies but listen to your sister. We'll play again, promise." They did that pinky shake thingy and the girls trudged up the stairs. Asher stood up and came over to me and wrapped his arms around me. This is just making me confused you know. As in I don't know what we are exactly.
"What's got you thinking? My gorgeous face or my sexy body?"
"I think a dead rat's shrinky body is way hotter than yours. Oh and cow's waste is gorgeous infront of your clown like face." I said in all seriousness but that goofball laughed at me.
"What is with you and your obnoxious bleeding goat-like laughter? It annoys the flippin pancakes out of me!"
"Oh God! You're the most unique person I have ever met!" He said while wiping away a tear. I stopped and just looked at him not caring if I looked like a creep or anything.
"Really?" I said not believing at all.
"Really. Now where's my kissy wissy?" He puckered his lips like a flat waffle and started to lean in. This time, I dodged and stepped aside so he kissed the air. He turned around and gave me a pointed look.
"Why?"
I simply shrugged, "First, your teeth look like a beaver which is a huge turn off. Second, you resemble Shrek for some reason, again a major turn off."
He opened his mouth to say something when the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock and saw it was five thirty, meaning mom was home! Oh for the love of nutella crepes! Asher shot me a devilish look which basically screamed 'I'm gonna get you busted' and vanished in thin air.
"Hey! Get back here you torn pajama!!"
But it was too late already. It was like a scene from A Walk To Remember where the girl's father had a stern look on his face when the boy came to her house...but in my case, it was the opposite. My mother stood there with a straight face and looked between us while Asher gave her the widest and brightest smile. If you ask me, he looked like the clown's long lost brother or something. Creepy walnut!
"Hello dear. I'm Gabrielle, Kathy's mother."
They shook hands and then the most shocking thing happened. My mom who is known as the Fulk (female Hulk) gave that hairless ape a smile. If there was a bucket, I would've puked! Oh wait, Asher's face is there so no need for a bucket, I'll simply puke on his face. Its not like its going to make a difference.
"Hello Mrs. Monroe, I'm Asher Collins. I'm your neighbor."
"Collins? As in Fred Collins' son?" Asher gave her a grim look and shook his head. Hmm, something is definitely cooking inside that empty head and I'm going to find out what it is, even though I won't like the taste.
"Well it's a pleasure to meet you dear. I'll be going to my room, you both carry on."
She passed us but not before giving me that 'We're going to have a nice talk' look. She paused and looked at Asher and said, "Why don't you join us for dinner? I'm making Lasagna with garlic bread."
"Sweet!" Well here goes my plan of staying away from this diseased slug!
"Wasn't she sweet! And look at you, all bossy and sarcastic with me. I'm hurt." He pretended to wipe a fake tear and I stuck my tongue at him.

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Will I Ever Get My Happy Ending?{On Hold}
Teen FictionHer name is Katherine. His name is Asher. She is a normal 17 year old girl with divorced parents, two younger siblings who drive her nuts but she loves them dearly. She is not your social butterfly; she's shy, awkward around new faces, she has a ten...