Rosalyn Henderson loved her brother and mother and that why she hated how she felt trapped by responsibilities that someone her age shouldn't have. Because of those responsibilities, she was going to be trapped in this feeling of misery forever. It...
Lyn was making a large pink bow to go with her Marilyn Monroe costume when her brother came running into her room. "Do you have any quarters I'm going to the arcade tonight with the guys," He grabs her purse and turns it upside down, so everything fell out on the bed.
"What the hell, Dustin?" She got up and pushes him out of the way to grab her wallet off the bed. "I have 50 cents." She places the two quarters into his hand.
"Only two quarters, where the hell is all your change going?" He grabs her purse to check her side pockets.
"To the vending machine at work, be grateful." She shoves her things back into her purse.
"This is only two games." He whines.
"That two more games than most kids get." She rolls her eyes.
"Thanks for the coins. I'm going to check the couch again." He sighs.
He went to walk out of the room, but she grabs him by the back of his shirt. "Hey, what are the rules?"
"Oh come on, it's so lame Lyn. It's all common sense stuff." He whines.
"I don't care. You want to go out without me hovering over you than I want them repeated. I'll have Keith micromanage you again." She threatens.
"Don't talk to any stranger. Don't take anything from a stranger. Don't let my mouth write a check that my ass can't cash." He listed his sister's three rules.
"Remember the third one." She wiggles three fingers at him.
"What did you have to give Keith for him to do that anyway? You didn't kiss him, did you?" He gags at the thought of his sister kissing that loser.
"No, I didn't kiss him. I didn't have to do anything. He was more than happy to annoy you for free." She giggles at his face of disbelief.
"Non-believable," He throws his hands in the air. He shook his head as he walks out of the room.
She laughs and went back to sewing the fabric together to make the bow.
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She took the only parking space left that was at the end of the lot. She got out and walked her way to the entrance of the school when she was stopped in her tracks by a blue 1979 Chevrolet Camaro. She let out a low whistle as she circles the impressive muscle car.
She was once again stopped in her tracks when she found a handsome guy wearing denim on denim leaning against the passenger door, smoking a cigarette. She blushes at being caught eye fucking a car. "You like the car." He got off the door to turn towards her.
"She is a beaut. I bet she runs amazing." She put her hands behind her back to stop herself from touching the car. She hated when people touch Darling getting their fingerprints on her. Subsequently, she was pushing her chest out giving the new student quite a show.
