New Girl (discontinued)

Chapter 4 : Homework and Sisters

        When we got home I went strait up to my room. I decided that I needed to text my best friend. I scrolled down my contacts list until I saw the name Jocelynn with a msile next to it. I was so absorbed in my first days of being in a new place that I forgot to text her.

        Hey. sorry I didn't text you, I was a little busy.

                It's okay. I now how it is when you have to move to a different place and have to get used o new people. What's going on girl, how you been?

        Well, I now have this very asshole-ish guy living with me and two amazing people i wish were my actuall parents. School is complete shit as always. A ton of homework from teacher who most likely think that they are the only teacher giving homework.

        That or they are trying to make all the students drop out so they don't have to correct that many tests. teachers are assholes. Is that "annoying" guy hot, how old is he, what is his name so that I can search for him on google and see for myself?

        His name is josh. He is the most cocky, self-centered, senior that ever exsisted. He's a classic rich boy jock. he's goodlooking, but he is such an asshole I want to barf evry time I picture his face. I have a ton of homework to do, so can I text you tommorrow?

        Yeah, just make sure that you don't fail, or you gaurdians might think that you are stupid and send you back to the agency. Also, Josh what, you never gave me a last name?

        Josh Gray. My gaurdians names are Kimberly and Patrick Gray. Bye, hope my homework doesn't put me into a stress induced coma.

        Don't die on me, ok? Get a tutor. Talk to you later.

    After I finished texting jocelynn, I stared at my math homework in hopes that the answers to this torture will just magically appear on the sheet. Nope, no magic amswers and no progress has been made. Finally I just open my textbook and look up how to do this insufferable homework and spend the next half n' hour doing math. Not even five seconds after I finished, Josh waltzed in and sat down on my bed as If he owned the place. "I need your help with something very important. I want your perfect attention and honest answer. My sister is coming back from her year of school in France and I need you to help me decide what I should get her as a present." He looks at me sincerely, Asking for my help.

"Okay, What is she like. Is she athletic, does she like to shop, does she like the beach? Tell me stuff like that." I gladly accepted his invitation to get my mind off of my math homework and farther away from getting a heart attack from my own stupidity. 

"Well, she has a lot of pictures in her room, and stuffed animals so I guess you can say she is sentimental. She is also majoring in art so she is artistic. She loves to paint, and take pictures, and she is very popular and makes friends easily."

"Are your parents gonna throw her a welcome back party?" All this was giving me an idea.

"Yeah, of course they are." Perfect.

" Alright, so when she gets here, make sure to take a picture of her laughing and enjoying her party,then we will go and get it printed on a large canvas and painted on so it looks as if it was painted. Makesure to tell her that her present was going to be late, but worth the wait." He looks at me surprised. "What?"

"It's just that she would definitely like that, sounds like something she would do to commemorate the moment herself. I was just taken by surprize. She is probably gonna like you, which is good because then I don't have to keep you company since she will be with you the whole time." at this point I am just staring at him with a blank face. I couldn't wait for him to leave, I was really tired and no longer had any patience for this right now. I turned my back to him and expected him to leave. I heard footsteps and then the door closed so I turned around.

"BOO!" I flinched so hard the chair tipped backwards.I ended up with my feet in the air and my side aching where it had made contact with the floor. Face had hit the floor too. Josh scrambled over to where I was laying, a worried look on his face, and helped me up. Once I was moving and laying on the bed he seemed to have relaxed. "Are you...okay?" I scensed a laugh coming on and gave him the death glare. That was not even close to funny. I could feel a bruse coming on.

"Do I look okay? No, just get out Asshole!" This time I looked to see that he left before getting comfy, and eventually falling asleep.