MPTS

Chapter 1 // I'm so dead.

Kylie's POV:

"COLE WINS AGAIN!"

I watched through narrowed eyes as my fifth-teen-year-old brother catapults around the living room in victory, lifting his shirt over his head to reveal his torso. What is it with boys and showing their chest when they win something? Ugh, Is it some warped form of dominance display, originated from our monkey ancestors? I snort unattractively at the thought, before rolling my eyes at my stupid brother. "Pay up little sis, I won fair and square," Cole said victoriously, "You wish, little brother one more round but this time it's COD," I said; "We all know I kick your ass on that game." Cole started laughing hysterically at my reply... "HAHAHA, I'm older than you and you're so funny" trying to catch his breath; "and you know I can beat you in any game." Wow, cole's cocky side coming back ughh... "Fine one more round and we'll double the amount."

"No way, you know I suck at that game, we made a bet so pay up" I groaned. Why is it always me losing ughh... I got up and got his 25 dollars from my back pocket, and handed it to him.

Ding, Dong.... Ding, Dong

"I'll get it, it's probably mom," I said while getting up. I opened the door to see my mom exhausted. "Hey sweetie, how was your last day of school?" mom said, "It was okay" I replied. Mom smiled and made her way to the living room as I made my way to my room.

I opened the door and threw myself onto my bed then checked my phone.

15 missed calls from Sophia

15 voicemails from Sophia

28 texts from Sophia

Oh, my mother of pickles... Sophia's going to kill me.

Hehe, if you don't know Sophia Baker let me introduce her... She's my overprotective best friend. She's popular, she's a cheerleader at Jefferson High. She's 15, Blonde; 5'2 she's basically kinda 'perfect'. I love her but her high pitched voice is annoying as crap.

I went through all my voicemails from Sophia. She's mad.... Short description of her voicemails...

Voicemail No.1 :
"Kyliee answer the fucking phone"
Voicemail No.2 :
"KYLIE I SWEAR IF YOU DONT'T ANSWER MY CALLS I WILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE IN 1 HOUR UGHHHH.... KYLIEEEEE ANSWERR"
Voicemail No.3 :
"BITCH WHERE ARE YOU"
Voicemail No.4 :
"ANSWER YOUR PHONE FUCKING PHONE KYLIE I DONT KNOW WHY YOUR MOM PAYS FOR YOUR PHONE IF YOU'RE NEVER THERE TO PICK IT UP"
Voicemail No.5 :
"KYLIE I SWEAR TO GOD IM GOING TO KILL YOU"

There's a short description of her yelling at me through voicemails.... and yeah there goes my life, this time she's definitely going to kill me... ughh I guess I'm calling her before she ends up on my front porch...

Ding, Dong... Ding, Dong

I heard someone opening the door, then I heard someone going up the starts so I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Footsteps getting louder and closer. That's when I heard the doorknob twist and opened, then it gets closed... "KYLIE FUCKING MARTINEZ UNLOCK THE DAMN BATHROOM DOOR NOW" speaking of the devil... Oh and boy I forgot that my room was soundproof I'm SO dead.

"SOPHIA I'LL OPEN THE DOOR ON ONE CONDITION," I said while I started praying. "OPEN THE DOOR NOW OR YOU'LL BE MURDERED BY YOUR BEST FRIEND"

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Hi :) Welcome to the first chapter of MPTS, hehe sorry for the cliffhanger on the first chapter... :'))

qotd: "Success is not final; failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts."
-Winston S. Churchill

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