Petite Sister

Petite Sister

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-The photo of this cover is not mine, it was found on Tumblr by the name of blackbearrxx- ©Copyright Rights This book is my ideas only, and whoever steals them will be flagged or reported for stealing. ~~~~~~~~~ "When will she learn to speak english? All she does is gasp and make this weird gurgling noise. It's annoying." Timothy says with a harsh tone, his rude remark was pointed towards the girl who was sitting casually in a chair, staring off into space. "She will learn when she needs to! Let the poor girl alone Timothy Baker." The boy's father scowled at the snarky remark his son made, shaking his newspaper a bit to signal that he was now pissed. Timothy simply rolled his eyes at his father's body language, sitting against the seat of the soft cushion, looking straight at the muted girl. "It's not like she heard me or understood what I said anyways..." ~~~~~~~~ There are mature themes and contents in this book. Mature language as well. Please be aware! I will not tell you when there are 'smut' or 'lemon' scenes!
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"Would you not do that, Cupcake?" He moaned. "Cupcake, really? We escalated to pet names?" I said annoyed. "Well you haven't confirmed your name, so yeah." He responded getting up. "Fine if it means you'll stop calling me Cupcake, my name's Marie." I told him. "Good to know Cupcake." He smirked. I just rolled my eyes and turned back towards the classroom. "Hey does it look like I was done talking to you?" "Does it look like I care?" I asked turning back to the classroom. ------------------------------------ People think I am a normal girl. That's not how I would describe it. My dad was a CIA agent, before he died when I was 10. He trained me so, I can take care of my mom and I. I thought I wouldn't have anymore issues. I wouldn't need to live in fear of someone trying to hurt us. But then when I came home from school my mom was gone. The only thing there was a letter. MY MOM WAS KIDNAPPED! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just moved to a small rich town in Tennessee. I just wanted to finish Junior year and not have to worry about how my dads job could effect me. I never expected to run straight into the schools bad boy. Let's just say he had no idea who he was messing with.

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