Riele is a celebrity, a proud one at that, when she entered Hillars high school. She was noticed by everyone, being a celebrity and a beautiful one to be precise, all except Jace .
Jace Norman on the other hand, is also a celebrity, but he is a qui...
I woke up to someone's arms wrapped around my stomach. I rolled my eyes realising who it was. I shoved him off me, resulting to him falling off the bed. "What the hell" he groaned getting up
"What the fuck happened? And why does my head hurt?" he held his temple. "It's your stupidity. It's starting to hurt that peanut sized thing you call a brain" I rolled my eyes. "What crawled up your pants this morning?" he chuckled.
"Your fucking attitude" I spat getting up from the bed. I walked over to the wardrobe pulling out a dress then headed straight for the bathroom.
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I took my bathe then went downstairs to prepare breakfast just in time to see Mace come down the stairs all cleaned up. "Glad you're here. Go wake the kids up. I'll bath the twins" I said stiring the sauce on fire.
"Why?" he asked. I stopped stiring then turned to face him, finding him staring at his phone. "Because you're my supposed husband meaning you have to help me with a few things. Heck, how does waking the kids a difficult thing for your ugly ass to do?" I said getting pissed off.
First, he says shitty things yesterday at the orphanage then he had the audacity to say I'll take care of the children by myself although he was under the influence of alcohol. Secondly, doing something as little as waking the kids is such a big task for him to do
"First of all, I'm not ugly. I'm surprised you can't see that" he smirked making me roll my eyes. "Please my neigbhours' dogs are hella finer than you and that's saying something" I laughed. "Second of all, I'm the man in this house you're the woman meaning all chores and what-not, are in your hands" he said disregarding my comment
"I don't fucking care if I'm a woman or not. You'll have to help me and that's finally" I said
"Make me" he taunted. "Boy! If you don't go wake them up I'll chop those things you call your balls and feed them to dogs when I get back home" I threatened bringing out the knife I was using to cut onions earlier
I saw fear flash past his eyes but it went as quickly as it came "Whatever" I heard him mumble then he headed up the stairs for the kids' rooms. "Who knew he could be afraid of his balls?" I smirked going back to cooking.
"Morning mom" I heard Emily yawn. I turned around to pick the 7year old girl up. "Hey there Em. How's my little Angel?" I pecked her cheeks. "I'm cool. I had a dream" she said her eyes lighting up.
"Oh what did you dream of?" I dropped her to check up on the food. "That I met my parents. We were playing in the park. My dad was pushing me on the swings as Mom was taking pictures" she smiled. I frowned, she clearly missed her birth parents
"You miss them don't you?" I asked her. She nodded her eyes brimming with tears. "Will they come back?" she asked looking at me. "I don't know Em. But I know wherever they are they will be proud to have a girl as smart and beautiful as you" I touched her nose earning a giggle from her.
