Ariana Carter.

Playing with fire

<Sorry if it ain't edited properly>

❝Love makes you do crazy, stupid things. You go all over drive just for that one special person (;❞
- Un known.

Chapter 1:
Playing with fire🔥

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There was a scream coming from down stairs. I have a 5 story house.

I know who's voice that is. It was Drakes' and I bet ya his mad. And to be honest and all.. He screams like a girl.

No shit Sherlock.

Well I might have gave his room a little make over...

"ARIANA STEVEN CARTER!" Drake yelled out again obviously furious at my actions.

I laughed my head off.

I set this water ballon bomb filled with pink paint. I put about a thousand in there... And once he opened the door you could hear a loud pop. Meaning that the paint is everywhere by then.

I may no be a nerd or a genius but when it comes to pranks... I can be as smart as the guy who invented electricity.

My door flew open revealing a pink looking figure. I couldn't help but laugh my arse off.

Drake (my cousin) was covered all in pink. Drake is recently staying over because he already graduated high school last year meaning he's off to college now. His college is only 25 minutes away from my house so he kind of moved in here.

"Mind explaining your self?" He asked through grinned teeth.

"You look like a fucking Flamingo!" I laughed out falling over my bed then into the ground.

I saw a slight smirk appearing on Drakes face.

"Okay maybe I can admit it is actually funny. But that doesn't mean I don't have any rights to be mad at you!" He faked angered crossing his hands over his chest.

I smirked at him.

"I was bored and had nothing to do! And you ate the last choc-chip cookie!" I stated out crossing my own arms.

We both let out a huff then laying down on my bed looking up at the celling.

It's currently 3 in the afternoon.

It's soo boring with out Ethan. He's my brother but currently in Iraq. As you can see he joined the army. Also my dad is in the navy. My mum works as a nurse 24/7. So all in all... I don't get to see all of my family.... Often.

And that's why we own this freaking huge house.

Then it hit me... I need someone to keep me company.

So then Drake tagged along.

"You realised your making my bed pink right? As in you're still covered in paint." I gestured to his pink appearance.

Drake checked his watch and cursed under his breath.

"What? Was it something I just said?" I asked him raising an eyebrow.

"Sorry Ariana Grande but I got work." He stated getting off my bed and about to walk out the front door.

I followed him out.

"But it's a Saturday." I pointed out crossing my arms once more.

"I know, I know. I'm really sorry and I'm truly am! But I have to go. Oh andd... My friend is staying over for a while so no funny business when he comes!" He called out closing the front door behind him.