Ashley's POV

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I threw a French Fry at Matt,pouting, as he continued to laugh at me.
'Matt stop troubling Ash or else I might just forget to cover up for you the next time you decide to flunk a period.'
Meera takes a seat next to me and gives Matt a mock stern look.
'What are we ten?!'Matt retorts ,raising his eyebrows  hysterically.
'Don't you show me your sass!Be greatful I saved your ass from another phone call to Mom.Actually no,I should have let Mr Barry call Mom for the eleventh time this term,so Mom could cut off your Basketball and..'
Matt cut her off mid way in a mocking tone,'Oh hail thee my kind lady,my good lady,thou hath proven that thou arst the mistress of stupidity!' He gave a dramatic pause before the word stupidity.
'You annoying little sneaky brat,you...'
'Okay enough!' I interjected acting annoyed,even though I was thoroughly amused.
'Act like adults and end this stupid fight or I call your Mom,now..'
They stared at me for a few seconds. I couldn't help but notice the contrasting atmosphere right now just when Meera quietly said,in an almost whisper,'I thought you were my best friend...'
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. She can be so melodramatic at times.
'Oh who am I kidding you'll never call Mom,' she suddenly adds with a mischievous grin and continues her rambling.Knowing I had been caught,I couldn't keep a straight face anymore and the amusement lingering on my lips broke into a full grin.But as mischievous as I was,sneakily,I called Mrs Edwards under the table and put it on speaker.
'So where was I?Right!You ungrateful jerk,egoistic zero IQ jock.I wish Mom had exchanged you as a baby for a new refrigerator!'
'Yeah,like you're any better!You judgemental stereotypical high school nobody.'
This was starting to get fun.
Matt screeched in an overly girly tone,'Matt drive me to the mall I need to get my hair and nails done!Like I'm your bloody chauffeur,are you ever grateful?'
'Matt,Meera!'
I burst out laughing when I saw their shocked faces.Meera's eyes had widened by an inch and Matt's were bulging out.Both of them shot me a glare,but I was busy muffling my laughter with my hands.After visibly gulping,Matt finally mustered up the courage to say 'Mom?'which came out more like a croak.
'If both of you don't stop your childish bickering and start acting your age,I'm coming to school to talk to your school counsellor regarding this.'
'But Mom Matt keeps troubling me even when I help him cover up...'
Matt gave Meera a pleading look to which Meera grinned.
'...for the studies he misses during his matches!'
Rolling my eyes at they're sis-bro relationship,I quietly try to slip out of the chair,knowing I'll be in trouble.Matt shoots his hand out and grabs my waist before I can escape and pulls me down on the chair beside him.
'Matt don't trouble your sister and Meera don't think I didn't hear you call him a zero IQ jock.Both of you will be cleaning the garage together as punishment get it?'
Knowing it was impossible to get out of the punishment,they both mumbled an incoherent yes in reply.
'Good now apologise for being rude to each other and hug it out.'
'Mom are you serious?Hug it out?'Matt questioned in disbelief. 'I'm the star basketball player,the captain,I have a reputation.'
'Oh please like I want to get in contact with that sweaty body!'Meera snapped back.
'Hug!Now'
'Okay mom we hugged each other,'both of them replied together instantly.
'Ashley have they actually hugged it out?'
The twins gave me pleading looks which I ignored mischievously.I'm anyways in trouble with them,might as well have some fun.
'No,not yet Mrs Edwards'
Both of them mumbled threats directed towards me as they hugged awkwardly.
'Yes now they've done it,'I inform her.
'Okay good love you my sweethearts.'
'Is she serious?It takes her less than a second to turn from Momzilla to Mommy!'
I try slipping away for the second time but Matt manages to grab me again.
'Oh you're in deep trouble,'he says in a deep hoarse voice and I gulp at the evil green glint in the twins' eyes. My
I grab my phone and dash for my next class.I hear Meera shout something about being there to help clean the garage after school or not being able to  escape an accident where I land in coma or something.

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