Chapter 1

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I walk in my house I see summer on my sofa laying watching tv "ummm.... hi summer" I say "oh hi Lisa how you been" " WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE" before summer could say anything I hear my shower running "who the hell is in my bathroom" I say in a low whispery " oh yeah there was a little boy was getting beaten up so I helped him out and brought him here so he could take a shower and get something to eat for right now" I didn't want to here summer's nagging so I went into my room closed my door took a shower to clam my nerves down when I got done I put a undershirt and leggings on them I decide to go hear summer's story about what happened to this young man and why the hell is summer doing. When I come into living room summer sees me and just smile at me while the young man looks like he hasn't eaten in days " ummm young man are you hungry I could coon you something or I cloud get us some take out".

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