"I need you to put some pods in the washing machine.", Bernie said as her little sister peeked her head through the door.
Bernadette was 17, while her little sister Bertha had just turned 14. They had a average sister relationship. They had old names because they were named after their grandmothers. Bernadette was always a mommy's girl, while Bertha remained a solid daddy's girl. Lord knows, she'd go crazy if something happened to her daddy. Bernadette looked like her mother, skin color and all.
"Um..Ok.", she said as she came all the way inside the room with the music kinda loud.
Berthie kept her head looking down at her feet since she felt eyes on her. She heard a couple of chuckles before her sister handed her the pods.
Once she got to the staircase on the other side of the hallway, she heard her sisters door open, but didn't bother to turn around.
As she was going down the stairs, a tall guy came and rushed passed her almost knocking her down.
"The fuck is his problem.", She said loud enough for him to hear but he didn't even flinch.
Finally done putting the pods in the washing machine, she went to the kitchen to get some apple juice.
"Aye, yall got some extra shirts or some?", Xavier said as he came through the door shirtless.
It was raining outside while he went to go get something out his car.
"Ain't you the guy that just bum-rushed me in the hallway?", she said as she leaned against the counter-top eyeing his shirtless body. His abs were sent from heaven.
"I ain't mean to do that, I was trying to get some out my car. I'm Xavier by the way.", he said as he eyed her also.
Xavier was every girl's dream. He was tall, chocolate, with a a strong ass jawline to die for.
'"Hm...Follow me.", Berthie said as she walked past him to go upstairs.
He noticed that her grey tights fit her big hips perfectly. He was too busy looking in her to realize that she was handing him a shirt.
"Here you go.", she said as she held the shirt in one hand while having the other one on her hip.
"Oh, thanks.", he said as he eyed her small B-cup breasts in her tight white tank top.
"I'm Bertha, by the way.", she said as she sat on the edge of her bed, eyeing him put on the shirt.
"Bertha? You too fine for a name like that...You look like your name could be Navi or some...", he said as he sat beside her.
"That does sound like a cute name.", she said as she shrugged her shoulders.
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Teen FictionPromises made, secrets kept. I wonder if they can keep their dirty little secret.