Chapter 2

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I walk into my huge walk in closet, I pick out some Black jeaned High waisted shorts that go mid way above my thigh they got these studs at the bottom. and a white v neck wich i tuck into my shorts along with a black leather jacket. along with my black combat boots. I tie my hair in a pony tail with a black bow at the top. i apply some lip gloss and mascara then get ready for brekfast. I waltz my way down the stairs and see my mom cooking brekfast. Yeah Yeah my moms in my gang. shes practically the leader but you know im second, the whole gang calls my mom Mom because they didn't have a family. so were one big happy family. unless you mess with us we'll kill you like were beating a pinoata for sweets. my mom is the first most dangerous woman in Australia and canada and cali. maybe like every state. "Hey mommy what cha cooking? " I asked her. she looked up from the bowl and smiled "Morning honey , and im cooking your favorite, chocolate chip pancakes with chocolate cream". she says happily "awe really!! thanks mom". I say and pull her into a ber hug. we her laughing and stamping coming down. oh it was....  

Cliff hanger who was it coming down the stairs?

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