That's right, its Rainy here, writing this majical first chapter [I swear to god if you correct my spelling of Majic I'll shank you. That's how I spell it. I don't tell you how to wipe your ass, don't fucking tell me how to spell majic.]
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The television was buzzing in the background, the movie I had been previously watching completely ignored now as lay on the couch on my stomach, my feet dangling in the air as I tried to pass the time by reading a trash magazine, one of the many out of Scotties room - I just hoped she didn't find out I snuck in her room and stole it. That would be funny; the girl had no temper fuse.
She was a walking poster child for anger management.
Moments ago I had been quite entertained by Willow, watching in amusement as my adorable ball of fuzz, or other wise known as Monroe -yes I did name my kitty after Jayy, so what?- attacked her arm, scratching it all to hell.
But then she up and left me all to myself, and just because Cas called her. What? I wasn't worth her time anymore?
Bitch.
I sighed, pulling my mind out of that whelm of thinking it was headed, and flipped the page, yawning as I read about how yet another sleaze took a photo of Brittany Spears' couchie and put it on the web.
Oh fun. Old couchie. Yawn. Flip.
Oh nice, yet another hero movie. Boring. Flip.
About halfway through the magazine I gave up and tossed it across the room, huffing with boredom as I got to my feet reluctantly, suddenly incredibly hungry.
Except; I didn't feel like making any food, feeling immensely lazy instead.
Where was Scottie when I needed her?! How am I suppose to eat feeling lazy? I'm going to starve to death.
No I'm not, I thought smugly as I stomped back into the living room, kicking the remote out of my way before I stepped on it, and plunged back down onto the couch, searching the cushions for my phone. I knew it was in there somewhere, I had fallen asleep on the couch last night.
Finding it and squealing with joy, I sat up and crossed my legs, squinting at the television as a dog food commercial came on.
Dogs were overrated. Cats were where its at.
I mean, I didn't even have to walk Monroe, she just went to the bathroom all on her own. You don't see a dog doing that. Well, unless, you know, it shits all over your floor.
Giggling at my own thoughts and absently wondering why I found them so funny, I searched through my weak ass contacts until finding the one person I knew would come over at the drop of a hat and make me food.
Adam.
Just knowing I was about to hear his voice sent shivers down my spine. Shivers I ignored, definitely ignored.
After all he was like a brother to me.
A sexy, beautifully soft spoken, caring, heart stoppingly perfect brother.
Ugh, stop it, Zeke, you're losing focus again.
Hitting the call button, I shook my head free of the daunting thoughts and forced myself to think of my much to perfect for me boyfriend, Mark.
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