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"Pass the popcorn," Emma mumbled as she frantically pressed numerous buttons on the controller. "Die Mother flipper DIE!!"
"You can't kill me. I'm unkillable!" Andrew tried to do what I could only guess was a evil laugh, but it sounded more like a dying hyena.
"Unkillable? Is that even a word?" I raised an eyebrow at him as I passed the popcorn to Emma. Riley and I died early in the game, so now we were stuck watching Emma and Andrew battle it out. They were so competitive and always put up such a fight.
"Feed it to me, I can't let go of the controller." Emma opened her mouth expecting me to feed her like a child.
"Then you will just have to wait until the game ends because theres no way am I going to feed you!" I remarked as I ate some popcorn to rub it in her face.
"Thats a girl, don't take that from her!" Andrew laughed but still didn't peel his eyes away from the screen.
Riley who was flicking through some pop magazine threw the magazine at Andrew. "You just want her to lose."
"Noooooo!" Andrew shouted at the screen. I looked up to see his character lying on the ground with a gunshot to the chest.
Emma jumped up from the couch and began mocking Andrew "Haha loser! L.O.S.E.R, what's that spell? Andrew because he's a loser!"
I couldn't help but burst out in laughter about the whole situation which made Andrew even angrier, his purple vein now showing. He snapped his head towards Riley and narrowed his eyes.
"You are so dead!" Andrew said in a voice that I wasn't sure whether he was joking or serious, a common issue when it comes to Andrew. He jumped out of the armchair and ran towards Riley.
Riley's eyes widened in surprise and she was too late to react as Andrew had pounced on top of her, tickling her to death.
Emma and I were bent over with laughter as we watched Riley crying with laughter as she tried to force Andrew off her.
"What are you laughing at Monroe?" Andrew got off Riley and instead pounced on Emma, ripping the popcorn from her hands.
"Still hungry? Well here's popcorn for you!" He laughed as he tipped the whole bowl of popcorn over Emma's head.
"You did not just do that." Emma's voice serious as Andrew still straddled over her.
"Well I just did." Andrew smirked mockingly at her.
Riley and I watched from a distance, knowing that things were going to get very messy.
Emma smiled sweetly, that is never a good thing. In a flash she grabbed the tortilla dip that was on the table beside her and dumped it all over Andrew's head, before grabbing a tortilla chip and scrapping some dip of his face then placing it in her mouth, chewing slowly.
"Oh, damn," I shouted in shock, Andrew is so going to get her back for that.
Andrew slowly lifted his hand to his face, grabbed some of the dip and threw it at Emma, getting her right between the eyes.
There was a three second pause before Emma flipped herself and Andrew so she was straddling him, about to grab more food to throw at him, Riley and I decided we better brake the fight up before the place got ruined. Both of us pounced on Emma and Andrew and all four of us were trying to push one another off. At the same time laughing so hard that we were close to tears.
The war ended when all four of us fell off the couch with a thud, rolling around the floor in a fit of laughter.
I stood up first and looked around my now destroyed sitting room. "You guys better clean this up!" I nagged as I helped them each up off the floor.
"Yes, Mom!" All three of them said together.
"I hate it when you call me that," I grumbled as I ran my fingers through my tangled hair.
"Okay, we're sorry. We promise we'll clean up!" Emma rolled her eyes.
"Good," I smiled getting my way.
**HALF AN HOUR LATER**
"I can’t take it! Just go!" I shouted frustrated at the friends who said they would help me clean but instead messed the place up more.
"Okay if you're sure," Andrew said as if he hasn't been hinting to get out of cleaning the whole time.
"Yes just go, I'll text you guys later." I practically started pushing them out the door.
"Are you sure you are okay to clean up yourself?" Riley asked as she hugged me goodbye.
"Yes, I don't think I could take much more of your cleaning."
"Okay talk to you later," the three said in unison as they quickly escaped out of my front door. Typical....
I went back to the sitting room to finish cleaning the rest of the food up. How did we get a chip wrapped in gum stuck on the ceiling?
I tried cleaning up as much as I could but there was still some questionable green stains on the royal white sofa.Oh well, like my Mother’s ever home enough to notice.
“Rosemary, I’m back”
Karma’s a bitch... I quickly pounced on top of the biggest green stain and tried to sit nonchalantly.
“Oh, hi Rose” My mother walked through the door, holding a bunch of papers.
“Hi, Mom”
“So what are you doing?”
“Nothing, just chilling.” I refused to look her in the eye or she would tell I was lying.
“Just chilling huh? Well then you wouldn’t mind helping Maria in the kitchen then?”
“No thanks”
“It wasn’t a question”
“I’ll be there in a second” I rolled my eyes, praying she would just leave.
“I can wait until you do.” My mother raised her eyebrows as she walked closer.
Taking in a sigh of defeat, I slowly stood up from the sofa revealing the green stain.
“Rosemary Elizabeth Kathleen Rosenfield, what did you do!” You alway know when your other uses your full name it’s bad.
“We had a food fight” I mumbled looking at my feet.
“We?” She questioned.
“Andrew, Emma, Riley and I”
“I don’t like you hanging out with them Rosemary.” My mother gave me her ‘I know best’ finger wiggle.
“Well I don’t care, if you need me I will be in my room” I spat before rushing up the stairs.
“Good! You will be spending a lot more time up there anyway, you're grounded for a week young lady!” I heard my Mother scream at me from the bottom of the stairs.
Pacing up and down my room trying to calm down, I heard something hit the window. The Hell was That?
I opened my window and looked down to see, a banana? Random...
I looked up to Carter’s window which was facing mine, he was holding up a note.
*Your Mom?*
I grabbed the pen and paper I always had close to the window and replied.
*Who else?*
Carter smiled as he began writing, *Try living with mine*
I thought back to the last time I saw Mrs.Evans. It was when I was about 9 years old, Ah back when my parents still loved each other. From what I remember Mrs.Evan’s was quite strict, I wonder how she is? My mother hasn’t really talked to her since the divorce, i think they had some sort of falling out because they used to be really good friends.
I was yanked out of my thought when Carter wrote another note
*Want me to come over?*
*My Mom would see you* God forbid if she saw a boy in my room, especially the well known school bad boy and son of her ex-bestfriend. Carter had only slept over at my once when I was ten, when my parents told me about the divorce, he snuck into my house and slept on the floor beside my bed.
*Right, Are you sure you will be okay?* Even though we were meters apart and behind glass, I saw the worry in his expression, if only he was like this all the time.
*Sure you don’t want to see this rocking body? ;-)* And all that sincerity is gone and my BadBoy is back.
*I think I’ll pass* Just as I finished writing that, Carter’s father came into his room. Carter quickly turned away from the window, I closed my curtains to give them some privacy.
It was six o’clock on a Saturday night and I had nothing better to do but lie on my bed petting my cat Tibbles. I couldn’t help but thinking over and over again why Jake would even acknowledge me never mind sit beside me, sitting beside a nerd can be damaging to his reputation. He was probably trying to get back at an ex-girlfriend or something.
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I woke up from the light filling my room, did I fall asleep six pm on a Saturday night? Wow that’s kindda sad.
I checked my phone and saw three message notifications,
Carter: Did you fall asleep at six last night? We need to get you a life!
Maybe if you didn’t completely deny my existence at school I would have one..
Anyway moving on.
Emma: Beach party at 5pm, I asked could I bring friends so I’m coming to pick you up. No Excuses!
Oh no, there is nothing worse then going to a beach party, espically with Emma. I always end up having to tear her of some guy and drive her home as she sings “Forget you” at the top of her lungs.
Now the last one,
Unknown Number: Hey it’s Jake, I was wondering if you want to come to the beach party with me tonight at 5?
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My BadBoy's Brother
Teen Fiction"Stop stealing my food." I glared at him but I knew he could see I was joking. A smile appeared on his face as I knew he had an idea. That's Never Good. "Here have it back." Carter opened his mouth and spit out chewed apple all over the floor. I did...
