Dawn's POV
Wait what? THEY are moving in with us? Now I will never have my brother sister time....not to mention I think that kid might be sharing a room with me....oh noooo....
That kid grabbed my hand and tugged me up the stairs and guided me to his room. Normally when this happens on television something I would rather not say happens.
YOLO. It's rape.
He sits down on his bed and puts his hands on to his face and just stays in that position.
"It's not gonna be that bad..." I try to say to comfort him, but I'm lying to my own self and that's not good.
"She is gonna ruin my life..." He said very slowly. I almost thought he was British since his voice is such like my brothers at the moment but it's not trust me. He has a high pitch weird American voice. Just like me! I may have a British family but I am American at heart. And Spanish.
I don't know how the hell that happened to make me American/British/ and Hispanic, but it's some where in my DNA.
I shook of the idea and focused on him.
"You know my house doesn't have two extra rooms right?" I say.
"No worries I will just sleep on the floor." He said sarcastically.
I laughed and playfully punched him.
I was starting to think we would be best friends but I'm not some witch that uses black magic.
"I have this bunk bed. It's in the attic, I could switch it out for my queen bed." I state and that kinda gave me an idea.
"I CALL TOP BUNK!!!!" I say before he could say any thing.
"Damn it!" He said with a laugh.
I stick my tongue out and then head for the door.
"Well let's go. I will tell my brother to stop by Starbucks on the way." I said as I opened the door.
He followed me down the spiral stair case the back to the living room.
Harry and the poop queen were making out hardcore.
I cracked a smile and bit my tongue to try not to laugh.
I grabbed my phone and snapped a pic.
Just as the flash went of they stopped and stared at us.
Me and....whatever his name was, cuz I'm not good with names bursted out in laughter.
They blushed and then my brother launched at me from the couch and put me over his shoulder, grabbed his car keys off the counter, then walked out the front door.
"Put me down curly!" I shouted as I punched and elbowed his back.
"Not a chance green hair!" He said with a smirk on his face.
We were now walking to his car with the boy laughing and Ariana just walking behind us with a straight face, texting on her phone.
"Put me down or else you will not be able to have kids!" I said already backing up my foot ready for launch.
He put me down before you could say L.A.
I laughed.... I was about to get in the passenger seat before Ariana speed forward and grabbed the door and got in herself.
I gave her a 'why the hell did you do that' look as I went to the back seat.
She gave me an innocent smile.
The kid was already in the back seat. He had head phones on and just listening to music, singing fancy by Iggy Azela.
"This is gonna be a long car ride" i thought to myself as i leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes.
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Dawn-
Hey my little chicken nuggets!!!!!
I'm done with this Chapter and I'm happy about it.
I know what your thinking.
'Why are you making Ariana the bad guy here?' We'll let me tell you dis. CUZ I WANT TO!!!
And she isn't necessarily the bad guy.
It will get better soon.
So one last thing if you have any suggestions for the next chapter please comment saying so.
Okay well that's enough of me,
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