twenty eight

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---a week later---

After work I got home and showered, put on my bra and underwear the went to my new clothes that i bought today and put on some black joggers and a white top. I went downstairs and Ethan was the only one home.

"Where's everyone else?" I asked.

"Jacks house" I nodded and grabbed some cans of spray paint. I threw on some black and white vans.

"Again?" I asked, he nodded and grabbed my extra skateboard, I grabbed mine and we went under a bridge like 5 blocks away from my house. After a while I heard police sirens.

"Go go go" Ethan yelled and started skating away. I was following right behind him. I looked behind me and 3 police officers were following us.

"Shit!" Ethan yelled hopping off his skate board. We were surrounded, I groaned and put my hands up, and was taken to the station. Me and Ethan called Grayson,

I sat with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands with my eyes closed, after an hour Gray and Alex both walked into the station.

"What happened?" I looked up and the police officer explained to him what we did.

"Alright let's go" Gray said.

"Bye Mary see you soon" I said to the girl behind the desk, she nodded and we got into the car and saw Lisa, our eyes got wide.

"You and Ethan have been getting in trouble with each other for the past week, it was cute when you were little but now you are both 17 years old so as a punishment for the both of you, you are both grounded from each other for 3 weeks, and no texting or calling each other, sibling goals that one" I looked at Ethan.

"What about school?" I asked.

"you got 4 days till summer break" she sassed. I nodded my head. I was dropped off at my house by myself.

"Buster I'm home" I yelled, he ran to me and I sat with him on the floor playing with him.

after a while I got a phone call from Lisa, I sighed then answered the phone.

"hello?"

"hey honey, I was a little to harsh on you and E, I mean you guys are not that bad. I could have you and E doing worse than just be in a holding cell"

"true"

"so you guys aren't grounded from each other anymore"

"thanks lisa"

"Welcome" she hung up and I went on instagram.


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