I.T.

Chapter 11

Alexander. Its name is Alexander. That is like so classic. I nearly puked at the thought. And please blame it on Alexander. I stuffed my water bottle back into my black duffel  bag and trotted down the bleachers. I.T. is not normal at all, not normal as in super not normal kind of not normal. His running speed is like...over fast, as in robotic fast, be like zap and 'yo dude I'm in front of you you suck' kind of fast. Wait. Rewind. ...robotic fas-Oh my god, robotic.

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I swung the front door open, exhausted from all the running (blame my head for that robot thing) and dumped my duffelbag on the couch. I turned on my laptop and searched for I.T.- uh, Alexander Hummel. I clicked Search but all I could find is some celebrities. I groaned and dragged my feet down to the dining room. And in there, I saw Nina. Nina and mom.

'Mom,' I greeted my mom, my eyes, however, glaring at Nina.

She looked at me with those soft sorrow eyes. Why the hell is she always so sad? I mean, if pizzas could cheer someone up.

'Hey kid,' My mom said.

'What are you guys talking about?' I asked as I helped myself to some ice cream.

'Just about...uh...'

'Nina and your father's marriage.'

Mom finished for Nina.

The whole tub of ice cream fell on the floor. (Mind you, not because of those drammatic stuff like what seriously it's just that I really slipped.)

'Wait what?' I couldn't quite catch up what was going on.

Mom repeated sthe whole marriage thing and said she's gonna be-

'Your gonna be her bridesmaid??' I half shouted in front f the two women.

Nina turned to mom at once. 'You don't have to be-'

'I want to be.' Mom smiled.

'But mom-'

'Shush Grady now go back to your room if you don't want the whole week being grounded.'

I grunted and went back to my room. That woman is unbelievable. And why is that? Well let's take a look at some points shall we.

Point one: She agreed to be Nina's bridesmaid on my father's wedding after a huge mental break down.

Point two: She is literally keeping stuff from me by the threat of keeping me grounded.

And may I ask how great that was.

Please note the sarcasm.

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'Grady!' Jeanz yelled from behind. 'I've got a really awesome app. Must check it out sometimes.'

'Yeah?' I said. Jeanz's 'awesome apps' are usuallu the lamest. Let's see what he's got today.

'This app can help you search any information you want for a person and-'

Wait what? Any information for a person?

'-the way to use it is real simple. Just take a photo of his or her's face and bam, all the information you needed. Cool stuff yeah?'

Oh my god. Thank the lord.

'What's the name of the app again?' I said  trying not to show as much intrest ('cause basiclly I never do when he introduces anything to me, plus, I don't want to get suspected).

'PhotoMan.'

'Oh great.' NO AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!

I mentally laughed an evil laugh. Oh yes, Alexander, I'm going to crack those shells of yours.

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Sorry for not updating for a long long looooooong time but I'm totally obsessed with my new book To Neverland. But anyways, short chappy hope you like it vote and comment!!!!!!
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Wendy