Blended Family

4.

3 months later...

"Ugh, why would he give us 2 assignments due on the same fucking day?" Erica titled her head back, groaning at her desk.

"It's not so bad just do one today then the other tomorrow. He just wants 5 pages each. I'm sure you can manage." Myla smirked while on Erica's bedroom floor already working on the assignment.

"Easy for you to say bookworm. I'm so tired of school. I don't think I want to go to college."

"Why not?" Myla placed her pencil down setting her full attention on Erica.

"I dislike school for one, I can't stand being told what to do. Nor do I like following the rules. I am so so O-V-E-R it."

"Then what are you going to do after graduation?"

"I think I might want to join the army."

Myla laughed dramatically. "You serious? Why?"

"I don't know I just think it would be best." Erica shrugged. "Just kidding! Why would I join the army where I have to follow rules? I have thought about..." She started twiddling with her thumbs.

"Thought about?" Myla motioned for her to continue.

"Cardi-B."

"Rapping?"

"Before that...."

Myla furrowed her brows at her beating around the bush to even want to know. "Instagram famous?" Erica scoffed.

"Stripper Myla, stripper. Damn girl, you're not that slow."

"You want to be a stripper? Like naked in front of people you don't know?"

"Yes, I love showing off my body. If you got it, flaunt it."

"I guess if that will make you happy then by all means." Erica grinned at her. "Are you joking with me again? I'm done with you." Myla threw her pencil at her.

"All jokes aside, no army nor stripping. I want to open up a tattoo shop. I've been saving money to buy a space plus my parents know some people. I love art so that would be my best bet."

Finally, she is going to put her creativity to work, Myla thought. Erica expressed to Myla a few months back about her passion about arts. Myla admired her drawings even purchased one.

"Now, that's much better! You was really bout' to make me them paws you." Myla began working on her assignment.

"I never got the chance to ask you. How have you been liking Frisco?"

"I like it so far. Not bad besides Nivea's funky attitudes from time to time and need I remind you she's been at the house a lot. Greg claims they're not together shit they might as well be." Myla scoffed.

"Why do I sense some jealousy?"

"Me? Please, I am not jealous. That's my brother." Myla squinted at Erica. "Soooo, for me to be jealous is ridiculous."

Erica pursed her lips rolling her eyes 'okurrr' she mouthed. "My bad. Let's finish up before I take you home."

Out of nowhere Myla felt her stomach filled with butterflies. Over the past 3 months she has gotten close to her stepfather and Greg, haven't been in L.A. since she first moved plus her father has been in and out of communication with her. She never felt the need to visit home.

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"Where are the oreo cookies?" Greg slouched on the couch next to Myla. "What are you watching? Creepy ass movie."

"I ate em all and '14 Cameras' you should watch '13 Cameras', this is crazy how he installed cameras all throughout the house just spy on people. Like people seriously do this." Myla explained to Greg.

"That's fucking sick. Mind if I watch it with you?" He scooted closer to her. "Share some blanket." She opened up the blanket to let him in. "You're warm." He snuggled next to her laying his head on her shoulder.

"Want some?" Myla pulled out the boxes of oreos." She snickered flaring her nose.

"You're an ass. Gimme." He snatched the box from her. "You play entirely too much. Yooo, bruh is really watching them." Chomping on the cookies. "We should check around the house to see if anyone is spying in on us."

Myla jokingly pushed him off her. "You can do that on your own."

Greg's phone went off.

"Hello. Nah. Chilling with my sis. Right now? Call me back in like an hour. Ok, give me like 30 minutes."

"You can leave now no worries." Myla pulled the rest of the blanket on top of her. "It was supposed to be a me, myself, and I night."

"How much is left of the movie?"

"It just started don't worry we can watch it next time. I won't spoil it for you."

"You're the best. I'll see you when I get back. You need anything?"

"Yes, you to get out and let me watch the rest of the movie."

"My bad. I'm out." He put on his sneakers and grabbed his sweatshirt.

Myla rolled her eyes resumed the movie. While her mom and George was away for their 'baecation', Greg out for some pussy. At this point she just wanted to be left alone.

2 hours later....

"Myla...wake up....My-My." Greg shook her lightly. "Go up to your room."

"What time is it?" Myla groaned.

"1:30am. Get up to your room, I'll help you. Hold my hand."

"I'm good, I'm good. Give me a minute or two."

Greg chuckled. "I'm going to get me a bottle of water. You want one to take upstairs."

Myla raised up a thumb for yes.

"Heh, alright go to bed and I'll bring it up."

Myla yawned grabbing her blanket and phone sliding her feet into her Nike slippers. She dragged herself up the stairs and entered into the room.  Taking off her sweats and tee, leaving her with her boy shorts and sports bra. She wasted no time getting under the covers knocked out.

"Myla? Where you at?" He walked into her room and he didn't see her on her bed. So he searched the guest rooms then his room.

"My-My, you are in my bed. You know that?"

"Hmph?"

"You're in the wrong bed and room."

"Mmmhmm, yeah yeah. Good night."

"I'll just sleep on top of the blanket with your blanket. Goodnight." Greg shook his head laughing taking off his clothes leaving his tank and basketball shorts.

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"Whoa! How did I get in here?" Myla shot up out of Greg's bed.

"You must have sleep walked I tried to tell you but you was not trying to hear me. No worries, I slept on top of the blanket and with your plush blanket on top of me which is super comfortable by the way. I see why you always using it." Myla snatched it from him covering her half naked body. "I've seen plenty of bodies. No need to cover up."

"Well, you don't need to see mine. She wrapped herself in the blanket. "My water better be in my room."

"Yeah, it's on your nightstand. Say, you wanna hang out and go to the film festival with me?"

"Sure. What time?"

"We can leave here around 2. I know you want to sleep more and so do I."

"Glad you know that. See you in a few."

Hmm, hang out with him with just us two? Let's see how this will go. Myla thought.

Hey yall... I started school so I was in school zone since August but I'll do my BEST to post every 2 weeks! Next chapter will be interesting. 😁😁😁😁 thank you for still reading!