Home alone… shouldn’t that be fun?
“Shh… you’ll wake her up idiot!”
“Your doing it wrong, move!”
“Do a mustache!”
I shoot up in my bed and find four of them huddled around my bed, markers in hand.
“Get out, NOW!” I scream and they push past each other and the one who stands in the doorway.
“Why didn’t you stop them!?” I yell.
“I wanted to see you reaction, plus.. you don’t look half bad with a mustache.” Cole tells me, a smirk on his face before he uncrosses his arms and walks after the others.
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When I have scrubbed my face raw trying to get the marker off and with success and I get on the computer and Skype with Teresa.
“Call them in, I want to see what they look like!” she says for the fourth time.
“No, you don’t. Trust me. This is like… torture.” I tell her.
“I still think you are lucky. Living with six boys who aren’t your brother! How much better can it get, o yea, the fact you are alone!” she says.
“It’s not fun, I am telling you.”
“I should come and stay the summer with you.” she says nodding to herself.
“You would leave within a week. Trust me.”
She shakes her head, her blond hair falling into her face and she pushes it back.
“O! Guess who I talked to today!?” she asks.
“Mark Leonard?”
She wrinkles her nose and shakes her head. “No, Robert Kenneth. He’s moving.”
“Like I care?”
“Don’t you want to know where?”
“Nope. I don’t care about him!” I call loud enough so my voice reaches the hall for I know they are listening.
“Lies!” I hear them call.
“Is that them?” she asks smiling.
“Sadly yes.”
“Well, gotta go. Mom’s dragging me off to some country golf club, hoping I will fit in.”
“Do our plan for me?” I ask her winking.
“Would miss the chance. I’ll hide the video camera.” She says winking back.
I sign off and close my laptop and turn to walk out of the room to find Cole again standing in my doorway, arms crossed.
“Do you guys have to listen to everything?” I ask him.
“Have to have something entertaining to do.” He says smiling lops idly down at me. He was so close I could feel the warmth radiating off him, his breath hitting my cheek.
“That’s what watching TV is for Hun.” I tell him walking past him and downstairs to the living room. I fall onto the couch and watch SpongeBob with the girls and Alex comes in looking like he just woke up. Shirtless, hair sticking out everywhere. He takes the seat next to me and smiles.
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Our Little.... "Brady Bunch"
Teen Fiction"It's not the same anymore." he says softly. "Why?" "Nevermind, get some sleep." he tells me, turning away from me but I grab his hand. "Why?" i ask him again. "Because I don't have a girlfriend and your taken." he whispers. "I'm sorry." "For what?"...
