Hi guys I have a small feeling that you want me to write this book as fast as I could. So here is the first chapter.
1/21/15
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~ring ring~
My stupid phone kept on ring like there was no tomorrow and it drove me insane. When the ringing stopped I slowly closed my eyes back to sleep but then it started again. I sat up yawning and picked up the phone not mattering who the hell it was.
"What!" I angrily whispered.
"Morning Sunshine." Jesse calmly said.
What the fuck, why is he calling me in seven in the morning on a Saturday. His reason better be good.
"What do you want Jess?" I groaned and laid back down on my comfy mattress.
"I was just wondering if you could open your front door." He whispered.
"Why don't you just go through my window?" I begged.
I was too tired to argue with him and didn't want to waste anymore time. I hung up before his reply. I lazily dragged myself out of my bedroom door. The stairs were the worst part in this equation. I would have tumbled down if I didn't firmly grip the hand rail. I swear when I see his face he is going to get slapped. I took a couple more steps and finally reached the door knob. I slowly opened the door to see Jesse Montgomery standing there just waiting to let him in. It was still pretty dark out and the clouds were blocking the sun.
"Good morning Ms. Foster." Jesse started.
"Goodbye, Montgomery." I said plainly and slammed the door on his perfect face.
He groaned in pain which made a smirk go on my face and walked up the stairs to my room with a smile on my face and slowly got my bed warm enough to sleep in.
When started to get really warm at my back I turned around and met something that felt hard as rock.
"Good morning Foster. That wasn't really nice of what you did back there." He whispered.
I nearly screamed like in the movies when the psychopath nearly kills the poor girl, just because she slammed the door on his face. But before I did Jesse put him warm hand on my mouth. This guys knows me so well. When he let go I gave him the How-the-fuck-did-you-get-into-my-room look that he obviously new because he has done it a thousand times before, but I just never got used to it. He had a smirk on his face while he stared at me.
"You know you look cute when you are mad, right." He whispered, and took a picture of me with the flash, which I absolutely hate, then ran out of the door.
This reached my temper point and I ran after him, because I just needed to kick his fucking ass. I didn't find him as easily as I thought. But I swear if he is going to wake up my little brother, Ashton, he is going to get his fucking face burned.
I checked the whole house except Ashton's room. He is going to die today.
I ran up stairs and nearly tripped over toy that Ash left in the middle of the hall way. I opened the door slowly checking really slowly and saw Jesse holding little Ash in his arms, Looking at him with love in his eyes. Ash was only 3 years old and quite a handful. My mom and dad were hardly around because of work and I was old enough to take care of Ashton without a babysitter. Since Jesse and I were basically always around Ash calls me mommy and Jess, daddy.
When we met in first grade he was a pain. He was always a trouble maker and a cutie. Every girl in our school wants to get into his pants and change his ways, but every single time he turns them down and hang out with me. Now in high shool he is.. What do you call it, ah bad ass.
You might be asking why would this motherfucking bastard be messing around with a normal girl like me, Eden Foster. Well isnt it obvious I'm hs best friend, or atleast girl bestfriend.
Jesse Montgomery has no girlfriends and there are so many rumers that got me pregnant and then we had Ash. How dirty are people's minds these days?
"E?" Jess looked at me with concern in his voice.
I walked up to him and looked at Ashton in his arms. He was stiil asleep. He slept like an angel, just like the way he is. Jess put him down and walked torwards me. I don't know if he fell on purpose or on accident, but he fell right on top of me. our faces were inches away.
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So here is the chapter you guys wanted. Please know that I am still new in writing and just want more ideas for this book. Thanks
_jackie
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