I sat in Jareds car with the biggest smirk on my face remembering his reaction when Dad broke him the news. It was hilarious, to say the least, almost too painful to watch but nevertheless the best time of my life. He was out of his mind, yelling at me, at Dad that it was indeed his car, that it was unfair of Dad to ask him to share it with me, threw a bitch tantrum and left to his room. Maybe broke a vase on his way but I wasn't really sure of that. Just my assumption.
Mum looked unpleased by Dads decision but didn't want to argue anymore so she gave me the key Jared left on the counter and threw me a warning look that she wasn't satisified with my behavior. I will probably get a lesson from her tomorrow morning when I wake up but hopefully she'll forget about it till then.
„Ahh, this is life!" smiling like a lunatic, I pulled off my heels from my feet and carelessly threw them behind me. My mind was too occupied with happy thoughts that I didn't see Mrs Jenny watching me like a hulk from her kitchen window, just her head popping up with the only light that was lit in the house illuminating her.
„Jesus, she is crazy." I murmured to myself and started the car. You'll see when I tell my mum this, she can't possibly rationalize with this strange morals.
„I look so badass." I whispered again to myself since no one was near to witness my action.
Finally I could show that stupid ass that I'm capable of driving myself and don't need anyone to do it for me. King always liked to remind me of the abstence of my car and initiate with it, that I surely don't know how to drive since my parents won't let me take the wheel. I never answered his primitive remarks because I too sometimes thought that they didn't want me to drive myself but for the whole different reasons.
My mum was always the type to be too scared of anything new her children did, and anything remotely dangerous was too dangerous in her mind to live with. Since I was an only girl in the family, she took it in her plan to never give me a chance to try anything risky. She believed more in my brothers because they were men, as patriatic as it sounds. I hated that.
When I parked in front of Klos house, I searched my phone from the back and when I found it, dialed her number. She picked it on the second beep yelling „I'm comiing! Give me a minute, I need to feed Grench." and hanged up before I could tell something.
I would be mad at her for making me wait in the car but firstly this was all new to me and I never waited anyone since I was always the one who was late so it would be good to experience how it feels to be on the other side for once and secondly, I loved Grench more then her probably, but don't tell her that, she would get offended. It's just that, I was more of a dog person then people person and I was okay with that.
In a minute she runned to my car in heels holding her bag and adjusting her hair. „I'm here. Babe, you look hot."
„Thanks hun, you too. Anyone I should be aware of? " I smiled all-too knowingly sounding like her dad.
„Unfortunately no. I'm still hanged up on Mark." She took the seatbelt and put it around her. „But same old, he doesn't notice me."
„You deserve so much more that that but you're so into him that you don't see other options." I slowly banged the wheel I was holding trying to make a point and accidentally honked startling both Klo and me.
„Sorry."
She laughed „What options B? More then a half is either stupid or too manwhore to my liking."
„That's true but not all of them are like that. There has to be at least one normal guy out there, we just gotta search." I was hunder percent positive there existed a guy she could potentially start a talk with, at least one conversation to forget about that stupid Mark guy.

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Handcuffed Rivals
RandomIt's not like it was my fault. *extended description in the book