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part3

"So, you're meeting your sister in the weekend?" Stefan asked, as he picked up a cauliflower and placed it in the plastic bag.

"Yeah, and may I add unfortunately." I said, taking the bag from him, placing in the trolley.

"But, seriously, when are you guys gonna start the sisterly love again? I mean, it's been a while now that you guys haven't talked to each other. Like, you do talk but one word answers and long pauses. I went through your phone last night,"he paused, looking down, biting his lip to avoid contacting my eyes for bursting into laughter."and you were all like, this and that."

I narrowed my eyes at him, in a joking way.

"You. Went. Through. My. Phone?" I asked through gritted teeth, arms folded.

"Yeah, I guess." he bit his lip again.

I punched him softly in the arm, causing him to chuckle. Do I have to put up with him? I asked my self. Then I laughed at my own thought.

"Due to what reason are you laughing?"he asked, raising his brow.

"Nothing,"I smile.

We made our way to cashier. The accountant was a girl of about my age, chewing away on a bubble gum, blowing it up every few seconds.

"Hi." I greeted her. She just nodded her head and grabbed my things.

"That's one girl that plays hard to get!"Stefan whispered to me. I narrow my eyes at him.

After the payment and all, Stefan pushed the trolley outside to the car, and he emptied all the contents in the trolley into the trunk.

As I got into the passenger seat, I took out my phone, while Stefan was struggling with putting the products into the trunk. I giggled at the thought of him.

I opened my messages and saw that Lily had text me saying mom's travelling for the weekend and that we're going to be alone in the house. Great, I thought. Just great.

Stefan got into the driver's seat and switched on the car.

"Oi!"he called, poking me in the ribs."Turn that thing off. It's not good for your eyes when the car starts moving."

"Thanks for telling me, daddy." I tease.

"Oh, no problemo, sissy poo."he imitated my dad.

"Ok, firstly, we Mexicans don't say problemo. Secondly, my dad doesn't sound that old. Lastly, epic fail imitating my dad."

"No problemo."

Sowwy it's a shawt chaptah. Sorry, just had to put on that accent. anyways, here's the fourth part xxxvotecommentshare