I just walked in the door into my house. Jason, my brother ran up stairs to do who knows what when my mom called me.
"Carmen, come in here a minute "she called from the living room.I huffed, dropped my backpack and walked to the door and opened it. There on the couch was my mom and on the comfy chair(my favorite, I might add) was Mr.Bagans who lived across the street. He was wear a black, tight shirt with a black belt, jeans, sneakers and his hair was spiked.
" Carmen, this is Mr. Bagans, Mr. Bagans, is my daughter."
"Hello Carmen." He said giving a little wave.
"hey".I said
"Carmen dear, come sit" Mom says, so I sit even though that is the last thing I want to do when he is here. And when I mean he I mean Mr.Bagans. There was something about him that made me unconformable. Maybe it was because he was famous and talked with ghosts and demons.
"Now remember when I said Dad and I wanted to go back to Cape Cod and just leave Las Vegas for a few months?" I nodded." Well, Dad and I got a house to rent for the summer and Jason and going to Mikes's this summer and we can't leave you at home" She starts to play with her hands.
" That's fine" I say " I'll ask Lisa if I can with her."
"Actually, we have others plans for you"
"oh"
She looks up and glances at Mr.Bagans. "For the summer you'll stay with Mr. Bagans.
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Why Me?
Teen FictionWhen 17 year old Carmen is forced to stay with her across the street neighbor, Zak Bagans ( whom she hates) she begins to fall in love with him. But then she finds herself pregnant . . . with his baby . The only problem is, is that he doesn't want i...
