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Chapter 2:
Ayda's P.O.V.
To say I was shocked was an understatement. Surely, I had heard wrong, but when I saw how uncomfortable my dad looked, I knew it was true. I had tried to contain the laughter that wanted to erupt, emphasis on tried, cause a second later I was clutching my stomach, gasping for air.
You're probably thinking, 'how immature of her' or 'and you're raising a kid?!' but hey, I am still a teenager.
"Ayda! It is not nice to laugh!" my mom scolded me and I had finally calmed myself down.
"Come on! It's hilarious! Don't tell me that you don't find that funny?" I asked, slowing down my laughing.
"We don't," my dad said, his face serious.
Gosh, these people have no sense of humor! Luckily they never found out about any of the pranks that I pulled before.
"How's your name spelt anyways?" I asked him.
"K-u-n-t," he told me, his deep voice spoke.
"Well, it's very, original," I told him, trying not to laugh.
There was an awkward silence after and then I heard a voice say, 'babe I'm home!' and light chuckles after. I turned to see Bax guys looking at the situation I was in and turned around trying to run back out the door, but I ran in front of them, blocking their only way of getting out.
"If you don't get back in there and help me, none of you will get cake," I told them, making sure to put on my serious face. They all put their puppy dog eyes on, but knew I wasn't going to budge. With a sigh from all of them, they turned around and started walking back into the living room with a pout clear on their face.
I swear, Cherry is more mature than them, I thought to myself, while rolling my eyes.
My parents looked at the guys, and you could tell that they disapproved, but didn't say anything. They never liked them for some reason. Like I cared what they thought though. The guys were sat at the other couch that was opposite from the ones my parents' and Kunt (haha) were sitting on and I went and sat down in the middle of all of them causing Maz and May, who were seated on my left and right, to lean their heads on my shoulder. That then caused Bax to cross his arms and pout like a little kid.
The whole room was silent for another 2 minutes until Bax spoke saying, "Who's the dude with the cool piercings?"
Bax was always the one to talk before thinking. He has the body of a man but the mind of a 5-year-old.
"That's Kunt," I told him, proud of myself for not laughing like I had earlier.
"Hahahahahaha! No, but seriously," Bax laughed, turning back to Kunt.
"That is my name," Kunt said with a smirk.
"Holy shit! Your parents were very , uhh, creative," Bax said, and I turned to see Kunt's reaction and was surprised to find that his smirk got bigger.
"Language Daniel!" my mom said, using Bax's middle name, and giving him one of her glares.
Bax ignored her, like always, and started talking to Kunt more while I was trying to listen, but couldn't quite hear the words that they were saying. I gave up on trying to eavesdrop (well, not really, since they were right there) and noticed that my shoulders had gotten heavy.
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What A Kunt
Teen FictionAyda's life seems perfect. She has a small but great group of friends, is doing well in school, and the most adorable little sister; but her workaholic parents decided to help one of their friend's, who passed away, son, even though they are never h...
