Chapter 23- Warnings

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It's been thirty minutes since Ashlyn and Eve left to rob my house. And they haven't come back. It shouldn't take long, mom was watching TV, dad was at work, and my brothers....they were home. THEY WERE HOME!

Quickly I pulled out my phone and dialed Ashlyn's number. And waited for her to pick up.

Ashlyn: Hey, Ash speaking

Me: Ashlyn? ASHLYN!!! MY BROTHERS ARE HOME, GET OUT OF THERE!!!"

Ashlyn: Yeah I know, they chased Eve out the window, onto a tree, and off the tree onto garbage bags

Me: What!!!!!!????!!

Ashlyn: It's fine, we just left and they don't know its us. We'll be home in five minutes

Me: Whew, okay see you then

I hung up the phone and stuffed it back in my pocket before getting up and moving around. It was like I was walking on a tight rope, one wrong step and I would fall. Serves me right for jumping over a fence.

Though, I was healing quickly. My cuts would definitely been gone in a day, and my head stopped bleeding, though I was emotionally sick. I still didn't know why the police were at that party, and I don't think I'll ever find out.

The door opened, and Eve and Ashlyn walked in, interrupting my thoughts. "Hey guys!" I said cheerfully walking up to them. They both said hey as they set down the bags of my clothes. "I have to text my brothers, see how they react." I said pulling out my phone and making a "group chat" with them.

Me: Open my closet so my clothes can get some air

Brandon: Uh look sis we got to talk

Ryder: Lets cut to the chase, someone stole your clothes

Me: WHAT!!!!! Track them down IMMEDIATELY!! I want them FOUND, and I want my clothes BACK!

Ryder: CALM DOWN, we can't track them down. We don't know who they are

Brandon: #Linsanity swag

Me: 1. Just find them!!! 2. Brandon focus and find my clothes!

I put away my phone and smiled, "They down suspect a thing." I said leading them to the couch. "What's the next phase?" Eve asked joining Ashyln and I on the couch, while propping up her head in her hands. I laughed a little at the thought of me getting closer to being unpopular. "That's easy. We return these-" I nudged a bag of clothes with my foot, "-And get me...unpopularized."

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