Chapter three

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     My mom? What is she doing here? More importantly why is she with Jordan? I bolt down the stairs and out the door, everyone looks at me. "What are you doing here?" I quickly ask. "I'm here with my step mom because my little brother was the one who threw the baseball through the window," Jordan replies. "Step mom?!?" my dad and I say in unison. Then my mom chimes in "why don't we talk about this over dinner tonight? we can do it my place" she says whilst smiling. we nod and walk back into the house. I run up the stairs into my room, and grab my phone to call Noah. I dial his number, "hello" I say  "I'm on my way" he says then hangs up.  

     I hear my bedroom door open and it's Noah. "So whats up?" I fill him on everything from Jordan texting me to finding out my mom is Jordan's step mom. "Wait so your new potential boyfriend is your mom's step son, isn't that illegal?" Noah asks confused. "no it isn't illegal it's just weird; oh yeah I'm dating my step brother. I don't know if I should still go out with him you know, he's my step brother. He doesn't know she's my mom so maybe I should text him." "I think you should tell him face to face." He replies. "Okay, I will, tonight at dinner; my mom invited us over for dinner, probably to talk about this." "CHARLOTTE!". "YEAH DAD." "GET READY FOR DINNER TONIGHT, YOU NEED TO DRESS UP FOR IT." "Okay". "So I guess that would be my cue to leave." Noah sighs I nod "love you peaches," he says and I add "Love you too pumpkin." I go to my wardrobe and pick out a blue knee length cocktail dress some simple black heels. I then go to my vanity and do a natural make up look and loosely curl  my hair. Boy this is going to be a long night.

    

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