Blue's POV
It's been hours and I'm not with any phone which is driving me crazy. I'm just laying down here watching Captain Marvel for the eight time In my life.
I was looking forward to downloading It part 2 but I DON'T HAVE MY PHONE or laptop here with me.
It's been a while since I last saw my grandpa and I am really confused about where my mom is. Is she looking for me? Why do I stink for Christ's sake.
Oh, that's right. I haven't taken a shower. Scratch that, I don't wanna take a shower in this guy's house. But I can't bear sitting here and poisoning my oxygen for my lungs when I can just get up and go to Brianna's bathroom to have my shower.
Okay. I'll do it, then after that then I'll go to my tree house. I got up and went to my closet. I picked out a black leggings and a purple silk hoodie I found and placed it on the bed before going into my bathroom to have my shower around 4:36PM.
After my long shower, I came out of the bathroom and got dressed into my clothes. I went downstairs and walked towards the fridge in my kitchen.
I got an apple out and shut it only to find a note stuck to the fridge.
Hey Bri Bear, I had to go to work today and I'll be back around 9.
❤ dad.
"Freaking shit" I muttered tearing the paper into pieces.
Brianna's POV
I've gotten myself into big trouble because I'm in Mexico right now with my mom and we are walking upstairs to grandpa's room.
My mom opened the door carefully with a huge grin on her face. We walked into the room and I saw him, my granddad, laying on the bed with a drip fixed at the back of his palm.
When he saw us, he smiled and the nurse nodded and walked out of the room. It's time.
Lights, Camera. Okay there's no camera, just shut the hell. and...... Action!!!
" Hey grandpa " I said laying down close to him. He smiled and I just realized that he had dimples.
Blue also had them and their re-
Hold on. Say what... I meant I don't like dimples and Blue's dimples aren't cute. I'm just helping her here and I will pray every night that no one asks me any question in Spanish bec-
"te extrañé" my granddad said pecking my forehead.
" Yeah. I love you " I said with a sarcastic laugh.
I'm dying here...Blue!!
They both raised a brow before shaking their heads.
" Remember when we went parachuting? " my grandpa asked looking at me with a smile.
" Yeah. I was so scared" I said adding another sarcastic laugh.
" No you weren't, he was" my mom said pointing at her dad before leaving the room.
" Remember when we went to Hawaii?" he asked again.
" Yeah gramps, I really loved it there " I replied stylishly getting up.
" Yeah, you did. Come on, help me with that album kiddo " he asked noticing that I was already up.
I looked at the album and picked it up from the desk before climbing the bed and snuggling with him. He seems interesting and looking at pictures is something I loved doing.
" You see, this is when you lost your first tooth " he said pointing to a picture chuckling " I really wish you took these pictures with your twin. It would have been even cuter " he added forcing a smile on his face.
" Yeah, she would have also wanted to spend her childhood with me " I added, my smile completely dropping as I thought of how life would have been with me, my twin, my mom and dad.
" You see Blue, I'm a very smart old man" he added flipping to another page. What is that supposed to mean? I just brushed it off my mind and continued laughing and looking at pictures with him.
After sometime, my mom joined us and she snuggled up on the bed with us keeping my grandpa inbetween us as we stared at pictures.
Blue's POV
Life is so cool today. Note my sarcasm.
I am here walking in the streets with my earphones and hoodie cap on without MY CAR. Ugh...
After some minutes I FINALLY arrived at my tree house. I took off my locket and opened the door. My granddad made me a gold key locket to open the door to the tree house. Just so you know..
I walked in and shut the door behind me. Okay.. I want to do what helps me clear my mind so I walked up to a mirror, packed my hair into a ponytail and took off the hoodie leaving me in my sports bra and yoga pants.
I walked to the corner of the room and picked up my boxing gloves. I see the bag as Brianna and I see myself as a predator. I took a deep breath and started punching Brianna hardly. One by one...
" Freaking shit " I muttered throwing another punch.
" You". Punch. "Stole". punch. "My". Punch. "Freaking ". Punch. "Life " and.... Punch.
I gritted my teeth. What the hell am I doing punching the shit out of her. I need to go on a ride and I know exactly where to find Black.
BAB is coming back to life. To hell with extinction.
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Whoever would have thought to find
an itsy bitsy mouse,
curled tight inside a coconut
atop the sparrow's house.
She'd scampered with a hop and leap
chased by the portly cat,
through cabbages and rows of beans
she swerved this way and that,
colliding with a duck who quacked
