IV. that I'm

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Cailey's House
"Is that Lamborghini?" my little sister asked

"Yes" my Gold Digger attitude strikes back

"Is that you boy-?" Hella didn't even finished talking but clearly, Will cut it off

"Yep, would you mind?" offering his hand to my little sister, uh so sweet, but I make sure he won't get close to her, I just told her not to interact with him ever, WHAT!? Did my little sister just politely give her hands?! They make a handshake and I can feel her eyes on me, glaring, I feel betrayed. Really from my little sister? I look at her straight, eyeing her with anger I possessed ever since Will came, the grip from my little sister won't even let go of his hands, making it tight every nanosecond, I tried to loosen it up because I can see his face changing

"I'm Hella" then thankfully she releases my boy-friends' hand, still can't believe with what is happening though. It sure was a tiring day, not actually, but I got lazy of all the sudden and wanted to get in my bed right now

"you can come inside, right Cailey?" a sudden octave note from my sister, WHAT? me not again, I tried to make excuses, how not to make Will feel heartache

"uh, no need, I just came to drop your sister here" THANK GOD! with his wink flirtatiously, cringe, ew. I tried to hide my emotions because I have to lie for my sister just for this moment, you can never know what 1st Graders are capable of doing after you slipped out a tea. The door opened with a familiar face of a man, it's my father, yes!

"Or you can stay if you wanted too?" I asked with my arms around my chest standing confidently. I can feel him of nervous, I know he knows what fathers are capable of, so I stand beside him and tried to push him towards my brother

"Who is this?" my father's sudden reaction after I pushed Will near him, he just looked down trying to hide his face

"dad, meet my boyfriend, Will Samsons" my fair introduction

"hello" this time he went back looking at him, knowing he's taller than my father but still he sounds wavy

"Samsons?" my fathers reaction to my confident tone "is your father Frances" he ask him with a joyful smile forming on his face

"Uhmm....yes, he's my father, do you know him?" Will asked my father again, don't tell me my father-

"You must be, Will, Frances is a good friend of mine" then laughed just an expression of happiness duh, wait I'm starting to regret any of this

"Wait, you must be Clinton" both of them do this weird handshake, I don't know if it's a bro fist but who cares, they are both weird

"I like your boyfriend" my sister came through my ears, WHAT! NO! IT CAN'T BE! we're just pretending darling

"Have a seat inside" my father's gentle offer towards him, this jerk, now my mother, sister, even my father, who's next?

Will went inside with my sister holding his hands, it feels like a sister brother moment but I'M HER REAL SIBLING! not Will. I feel ashamed about our christmas decoration that is still on, well my mom asked me to put it down but because I'm a douche bag, I did not make it. The couch feel comfy but still my bed is the best, as I sat down I can feel something in my butt, feels like a splash of, Oh My Ghad! I rushed towards my room, making all of them stare at my weird actions, I hid my whole ass with the bag I use and thankfully, not thankful, the door is locked, how? this is my room

"where's the key, oh here it is" my whisper through myself. I did not even notice my brother, he's right there by my side, he laughed at me hard making everyone downstairs thinking I'm making a mess again, a douche bag, oh wait, I know that already

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