"So about your dog?" Eric's voice startled me.
"Huh ?" My head snapped to his direction , "the one your hot sister brought ?" He said slowly .
I shuddered "first of all I'll kill you if you dare to say my sister is hot again , and second is that the dog's fine" .
It was a few days after the party, my sister left again and the house was all mine and Mark's , or Mr rich guy as I call him (I never call him like that).
I was now hanging out at Eric's place, I was munching on cookies while he was on the computer doing whatever he's doing.
"So you already tamed him ?" I just nodded absentmindedly .
"So I can come and see him?"
I chocked as a cookie blocked my air ways.
The bastard just sat there and stared at me as if I wasn't having my last moments here.
I coughed the cookie and fortunately made it out alive.
"Maybe you should drink water, it helps" I smacked him on his head.
"Ow what's that for?" He cried, "remind me why I'm your friend?"I glared at him .
"I'm sexy and you know it?" He smirked and I couldn't help but laugh , that guy was really something .
"So I'm coming today to see the dog" he stated, "no! You can't !" I screamed .
"Why not?" He raised an eyebrow .
"Because ... he's ... " come on Kyle come up with something !
"So let's go!" He stood and grabbed my hand, "n-no, we can't!" I struggled .
"You know I feel like you're hiding something from me,"I gulped , how did he know ?
"You're a bad liar" he answered and my eyes widened , can he read minds or shit ?
"No I can't read mindes " he rolled his eyes, then how is the motherfucker knows what I think?
"Motherfucker? Really ?"
He can read minds!
"No I can't , you're just talking aloud you idiot" he huffed.
I blushed and coughed awkwardly , that was embarrassing .
"Yeah it was"he exclaimed .
"Stop reading my mind!" I snapped ,
"Stop saying what you think!" He retorted .
I glared at him, "now let's see your dog" he dragged me out of the room.
Oh what am I going to do?
How can I explain to Eric why I have a famous guy at my house and no dog at all.
Mark please don't be at home, please
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I had a brilliant plan to explain where the hell is my dog, but if Mark was here which is a high shot, then my plan is screwed .
"So where's your dog?" Eric asked and I took deep breath.
"Mark! Mark where are you? Come here boy!"
Silence , blessed silence!
It would have been a disaster if Mark showed up, hopefully he didn't hear me calling his name.
"You need to change this dog's name immediately " Eric scrunched his nose in distaste .
"Mark? Come here!" I called again and to my relief there was no answer .
"Usually he comes when I call him..." and here we go with my plan.
"It's a big house let's look for him" Eric suggested , "okay, you check the basement and I'll check the rest" I smiled innocently .
"You sure?" He asked and I nodded , he shrugged and walked away.
I rushed to the yard and kicked the fence until there was a hole and then ran back to the house.
"Eric! Eric!" I cried, in a minute he showed up and took my distressed look.
"What happened ?" He asked , "I think Mark ran away , there's a hole in the fence!"
"What? Show me!" I led him to the hole I made.
He examined it and sighed, "crap I really wanted to play with Mark " I glared at him, my dog just escaped and that's what he worried about , what if I said he died ?
"Maybe you shouldn't have punched him or name him Mark..." he scratched his head.
I frowned "yeah yeah..." I said through clenched teeth, this boy was begging me to murder him violently .
"Well then I'm going "he shrugged , "yeah go and die " I said under my breath .
