Dallas' POV
(Age seventeen)
"Hey what is up guys! Dallas here, and today I'm joined by my retarded brother, Nash Grier" I said slapping Nash's shoulder, "and Mr Espinosa" I laughed at Matt's stupid face, "today we're doing a random challenge that I think matt made up" I laughed. "We each get a pack of 12 cupcakes. Whoever loses has to sit in the bathtub filled with cold water and ice" Matt cheers. We got pur cupcakes and got prepared, "ready, set, go!" I shouted. We began stuffing our faces with cupcakes, I choked on my third cupcake, I took a quick break and attacked my cupcakes again. "I'm gonna win" Matt said with his face stuffed, I laughed, a little bit of cupcake went up my nose.
Nash slammed down his container, and swallowed his last cupcake. I looked to Matt with a sad face, "time for the tub dweebs" Nash cheered, I got up slowly and dreadfully walked to the bathroom. I slowly got into the tub and shook like crazy, as my teeth chattered. Nash put two minutes on the clock. Matt and I had chattering teeth and purple lips, "s-s-so Dallas, h-how abou-t-t that wea-weather" he asked, "C-c-al-i-i weather is a-a-amaz-zing" I replied, "glad you like it" Nash said with a twisted grin. Cameron, and Hayes walked into the bathroom to see what was going on, "dude look at Dallas' lips" Cameron said worridly, "s-s-s-sh" I shushed him, Hayes was vining us, "a-asshole" I stuttered, he laughed. Cam looked super worried. Finally the time ran out and I jumped out of the tub and I ran into Cam's arms. He hugged me tightly, "Sasha is here" he said, I nodded. I haven't talked to her in a year. I walked to the living room and pulled shorts, undergarments, and a shirt from my duffle bag. I walked to Nash's bathroom and changed into my dry clothes, I put my wet clothes with Nash's dirty clothes, grabbed his comforter, and walked back to the living room. I cuddled up into the blanket on the couch as Hayes came into the living room, he sat next to me on his phone texting Taylor. All of sudden a girl stood before us, tall, fake blonde hair, and blue contacts in, I vomited in my mouth. My phone beeped, I looked down to notice it was Chad the text read, hey how's Cali? I replied great! I miss you though Sasha starred at the two of us on our phones. "Hello" she said in a snobby tone, I ran my hands through my cut hair, I looked up to her and smiled, "hi" I sasssd back, Hayes didn't even look up from his phone. The marimba noise rang meaning Hayes was getting a phone call. I stole the phone from him knowing it was his little girlyfriend Taylor. They aren't exactly dating but they might as well be. I answered the phone quickly. "TAYYYY" I shouted, "holy crap, Dallas" she said in a frightened tone, Cam went into the kitchen and gave me a funny look, "what's up boo" I asked, "well I was calling your brother but I'll talk to you" she laughed, "so Hayes is like going to accept the fact you like me more than him" I laughed, "I mean on a level its true" she said. Hayes stole the phone back. Sasha sat in front of us on the floor its so awkward. "We're going to get Haliya and Blue and some Starbucks we'll be back"
Let's just say for the entire two hours we were alone in the apartment alone there was some tension and fighting.
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Fact- I'm sick while writing this
A/N; ok soooooo y'all should keep submitting into the contest. I think the requirements are in chapter 34 (yeah they are I checked). If you haven't submitted then go do that. I'm going to mention the boys and there girlfriends less (not including Nash and Hayse. In the normal chapters).
So I published the first chapters of my Carl Grimes fanfiction and my Chandler Riggs fanfiction. So go check those out.
That's about it.
OH WAIT! IM GOING TO BE AN AUNT AGAIN! (my cousins wife is having a baby. My cousin is considered my brother to me, and their current son, Jase, calls me "Aunt Kayleen") SO YEAH IM GOING TO BE AN AUNT! AGAIN!
I love y'all! Peace Twinsers!
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Twins 3//Hayes Grier
FanfictionDallas is now an adult with her own responsibilities, and kids? But trouble seems to always to be lurking. ----