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"Summer!"Blake schreeched storming into my room."what?"I chuckled looking over at the itching powder that lay idly in my trashcan.His eyes flickered towards the trash can and he glared at me. "You know exactly what" he hissed inching towards me. I immediately shot up from my bed and dashed out of the room. Blake sprinted after me going angrier by the second. "Catch me if you can" I teased running into the kitchen. "Oh I will" Blake retorted eyeing me carefully. "No you won't!" I shouted running towards the front door and swinging it open. Blake trailed behind me growing closer with every step he took. Before I knew it I was tackled to the ground. "Blake get off I'm gonna get a grass stain!" I whined attempting to push him off of me. "Nah I'm good" he said with a sinister smile plastered on his face. People probably thought we were crazy. Blake was laying on top of me pinning me down and I was clawing at him. "Blake what are you doing?!" Steven exclaimed running outside. "Uh nothing I was just gonna water the grass mind turning on the hose" he lied stifling back a laugh. "No ste-" I was cut off by Blake's hand covering my mouth. Steven turned on the hose and handed it to Blake who detached himself from me and gladly took the hose. "Blake don't you dare!" I shouted bolting up from my previous position on the grass and attempting to run. Unfortunately the hose was faster than me and before I was even able to run two inches I was pelted with water and my ass met the hot cement. Worst feeling in the world. I looked over at Blake who was on his knees dying of laughter right alongside of Steven. "That wasn't even my revenge you just wait. If I were you I'd sleep with one eye open" Blake chuckled falling into another fit of hysterics. I crossed my arms over my chest not moving from my spot. "Awe are you mad at me?" Blake teased making his way over to me. He had a huge grin plaster on his face. "Awe are you mad at me?" I said mockingly. "Come on summer it was just a joke" he chuckled playfully hitting my arm. "Yeah whatever just help me up you jerk." I muttered glaring heatedly at him. He stretched a hand out for me to take and I roughly grabbed his hand and he pulled me off the cement. "Don't forget to Sleep with one eye open"Blake called out as I stomped past him. I couldn't help but smile to myself. I mean I have to admit aside from falling on my butt and probably breaking my tailbone it was pretty funny. But Blake doesn't need to know that though...
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I sat on my bed scrolling through the songs on my iPod and stopping when I came across ' A drop in the ocean' by Ron pope. "It's just a drop in the ocean a change in the weather I was praying that you and me might end up together. It's like wishin for rain as I stand in the desert" I sang along nodding my head along with the lyrics. I was startled when the sound of clapping erupted from behind me. I quickly turned around to see Blake leaning against the door frame with a smug look on his face. "Are you still mad at me?" He questioned flashing me an innocent smile. I ignored him and continued listening to the song and analyzing the lyrical meaning. "Is it because Emily?" He asked taking me by surprise. "No but thanks for reminding me" I scoffed shaking my head at him. "Oh come on like you were gonna forget what she said" he states in a tone of complete and utter seriousness. "Of course I'm not. I never forget.everything people tell me stays with me forever it's always somewhere in the back of my mind reminding me how unwanted and delirious I am" I sighed running a hand through my hair. I regretted what I said the moment those words left my mouth. "Your not unwanted maybe delirious but not unwanted" Blake joked trying to lighten the mood. He threw his hand up in surrender when I glared at him in response. "Okay how about we call a truce on this whole prank war thing" Blake proposed eyeing me expectantly. "No more flower or water?" I interrogated arching an eyebrow at him. "Nope" he said popping the 'p'. "You promise" I quizzed eyeing him suspiciously. "I promise" he chuckled rolling his eyes at me. "Okay good" I laughed moving a strand of hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear. Blake's gaze suddenly fixed on me. His eyes burning a hole in the side of my head. I hesitantly looked up at him. "What?" I questioned trying not to sound uncomfortable. "I'm just trying to figure you out" he whispered inching closer to me.
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living with the bad boy
Teen Fiction16 year old summer had been in the foster system her whole life but that all changed when mr. and mrs. Mitchell decided they wanted an older daughter.their son Blake Mitchell takes an interest in summer.He thinks she's mysterious and he wants to kno...