Bribed by her Principal to look after seven transfer students who live up to the reputation of being bad. Derry had no choice but to babysit them if she wanted the bittersweet offer on the table.
But what happens when these seven students happen to...
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"YOU LIED TO ME! You were home this whole time! " My aunt exclaimed, her face turning every shade of red as she showed her undying resent towards me.
Why she hates me? I will never truly know.
Flynn and her stood beside each other, next to the main door of my house and shared looks of disappointment.
For Flynn not so quite.
"Yes I lied. Is that a crime now?"
Her hands were on her hips and she looked up at me with a scowl. The corners of her blue eyeshadow creased as her eyelids and eyes narrowed to one of many frustrations. Her stupid curly brown, Karen hair had rested perfectly above her shoulder, a few curly strands in front of her hazel, brown eyes. Her bushy eyebrows, were the most dazzling hey horrendous eyebrows a human could possess. So bushy. Her pimples all over her nose and lips, making me silently chuckle. And of course the 1988 old outfits she wore from the thrift store too fetch for my liking. I glanced at the belt on her attire and sighed, the belt didn't even help her one bit.
"Yes, a crime. The biggest one. Lying is a sin? Did you know that? The lord stated in in the holy bible, under the ten commandments, that if you lie, you're doing the devil a good deed," she uttered, following after me as I trailed my steps towards the kitchen.
Flynn followed after us two, of course.
I narrowed my eyes at her, before wiping my clammy hands against my shorts. "Wow, I did not know that."
She crossed her arms, her eyes slit. "Of course you wouldn't, Derry. Your an atheist. An atheist who by no means would know anything about religion. So why should I even chant the holy words of my lord to a non-believer?"
She continued, watching as I had now been pouring myself a glass of water from the fridge. The ice cubes dropping in, one by one, to my amusement I chuckled at this.
"Not to mention, a girl who scandalously wears revealing clothes for the whole neighborhood to see? Tell me... why are you wearing such awful clothes that a prostitute wears on a daily?" She sneered, the corners of her lips tugged.
I was unaffected by her cruel words. Instead I took a sip of the glass of water, gulping the water down before slamming the cup against the marble table.
This had gotten Flynn's attention who went off his phone and now watched my family feud.
Flynn, the blond - Bugs Bunny looking freak with the dark freckles fragmented on his cheeks and the hollow eye-bags and green emerald eyes, had now been smirking at me. Of course he smirked like the freaking Bugs Bunny.
Aunt Janet noticed I wasn't going to reply and turned to face Flynn, her hands flailing about in the air as she argued her frustration about me to him.
