Heaven.

SIX

I tried to close my door back but due to his strength he held it open. "What do you want?" I have many questions. "You got some snacks?" What the. "Answer my question." I'm not playing any games. "I'm back to apologize." Yeah right. "Who let you in the house?" I wanna know who let this bitch in. "Some short person who kinda looks like you." This n-.. yeah he's high.

"Heather?" I ask. "I think that's her name." Yeah cause you've known her all your life and now you think that's her name. "Since when do you apologize? Ever since you've been messing with Maya you haven't been the same." I mean ian lying. "I don't know.. I just felt like I shouldn't treating you like that," he says while cheesin. "Yeah sure, go home." I'm not stupid.

"Wowwww, well I at least came here to do what I came to do," Pshh. "I'm sorry, if you don't want me here. I don't need to be here." Hm. "You need a better apology than that." I do want him here cause he's like my second brother and I've barely seen him. "I said I'm sorryyy do you forgive me? Hmm?" He gives me some little puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah yeah but why are you high?" He knows how I get. "You can tell?? Who told you?" He chuckles. "I can smell it and you smile a lot when you're high." I point out while walking to my bed. "I'm chillin shawty, fuck is you talm bout." He follows along and lays on my bed.

"Yeah yeah and now I'm going to have to change my sheets they're about to smell like outside." I made a stank face. I hate outside clothes on my bed. "I'm sorry butttt you're bed just feels comfortable." He smiles. "I guess so, ima be right back." I grab my cold nachos from my side table. "Ighh take your time." I start heading downstairs.

I notice how my mom was in the kitchen signing papers that we left for her from school. Perfect opportunity to tell her about the party. "Oh hey mommy." I say while walking to the microwave. "Hey Heaven, I thought you were sleeping." I don't know if she knows about Myles and if she didn't know I wouldn't tell her because I don't know how she'd react. "Yeah well I'm up now," I laugh.

"Hey there's this part-" I try to finish. "I know Heather already told me about it and I said it was fine." Good thing I have my sister. "Aww dang it I wanted to tell you." I fake pouted. "Well you both can go, I have to work on new routines because my dance videos started going viral. I'm officially lit." Cringe.

"Okay good news but please don't ever say 'lit' it's so cringey." She rolls her eyes. You may ask what my mom does well now she's a model, choreographer, and she has another part-time job whenever she's not doing the two of those things. She's on her way to becoming known because well people love the routines she puts together, although it may involve twerking, splits, and etc.

Heather, Jonathan, and I don't really let it bother us. She allows Heather and I to twerk... as long as she doesn't see it. We went back and forth debating how it was hypocritical and our mom's way of shutting us up was literally agreeing. Ahh we love her.

Anyway, I was heading back up to my room with my nachos because a girl likes to eat. As I made it to the hallway I spotted Heather. "Heather why would you let him in?" I whispered. Our mom has super hearing. "Because he wanted to see you" She gave me this 'duh' tone. "Bitch that doesn't mean let him in." I almost said a bit too loud.

"Bitch too late." I'm about to sound real hypocritical because I know she did not call me a bitch. "You're really a bitch." I glare while walking backwards to my room. "But you love me bitchh," and with that she walks away to head downstairs. As I enter my room I see Myles on his phone.

"Hey, I'm back." I set down my nachos. "Hey, whatcha got?" He referred to my food. "Nachos." He started to laugh. "Can I have some please??" He pulls out his puppy dog eyes. "No" I respond. "Why not twin?" He smirks. The fuck is he smirking for?

"Um cause they're mine." I say in a serious tone. "And? They can be ours" What the hell has gotten into him? "First of all I like how they're mine and no. You're not getting any, you know I'm not fan of sharing." Ima hold my ground because I like to eat and I don't play about my food. "Okay...." He looked down. I don't even care. It's my food. Call me whatever because I'm well aware I'm stingy.

I decided to put on a movie on my tv to pass time while Myles laid on the bed. I ate my nachos and decided to be nice and give him two. He wanted more but I told him no.

Tomorrow is officially Friday and I start off my weekend having fun at a party. I know I needed to get sleep for school but nobody cares if we fall asleep anyway because we aren't learning.