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I ran as fast as I could down the halls. Fast isn't too fast for me, considering I wear heels to school everyday. 20 seconds until the bell rang.
"Shit" I whispered to myself, worried I would miss my ride.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Trinity Regin Klaire. Weird, I know. I have warm, brown hair that fades to a soft blonde. I'm 15 and a Sophomore in High School. My besfriend's name is Ivy. She's my only friend, besides acquaintances I have small talk with in classes. Ivy's a senior so I don't have many classes with her, which I don't mind.
I trip over my feet, in mid-thought. Lucky, I didn't fall. The bell rings as I push open the door. I see Ivy's car and run up to it. The seniors get out three minuets before us, and Ivy likes to get to Starbucks before the major high-school wave comes in. I sit in the front seat, signing as i drop my books onto my lap.
"You're lucky, I was just about to leave. You're good, Kid." She said with a smirk
That was my nickname, Kid. I call Ivy "Darling". It's a thing we've done for our whole friendship. The first thing she said to me was "Wanna sit next to me, Kid?"
"I have ninja skills, my Darling. I shall teach you my wise tricks when you are ready." I respond, bowing my head.
Ivy sped off. Starbucks wasn't too far away. About a mile from our high school. Once we arive, I hopped out of the car and followed Ivy into the lightly crowded Starbucks. It was my favorite place. The smell of coffee and pastries relaxed me.
"What can i get for ya?" The woman behind the counter said.
"Vanilla Frappe with whipped cream, and a vanilla cake pop." Ivy ordered. I was suprised, she usally got a fruit parfait or something. I gave her a "oooooh, trying something different i see" look.
"And, for you?" She said, looking at me.
"Blond Roast coffe. Also, a Double Chocolate Brownie and Sweet Bread, please" I face my two weaknesses everyday, the brownie and bread, of course. We took our drinks and exited, just missing the hish-school wave.
Ivy dropped me off at my house today, we both has a lot of studing for some tests coming up. My mom was sitting on the couch, sipping a tea.
"Sweetheart, I need to talk to you." Ut oh.....
"Yeah, mom?" I replied.
"I signed you up for that Big Brother, Little Sister thing to..yaknow, get you out of town."
I just looked at her. I felt so uncomfortable with older people, let alone strangers.
"Go online and cheak who you got. Then, let me know, okay? You know i love you, Sweety."
"Yeah, I know mom, i love you too." What? I'm a good kid.
I flip open my laptop and go to the website. I find my name under a list of "Little sisters". I trace the line going from my name to my new brother's. "Anthony Padilla" it read. I clicked his name
"Name- Anthony Padilla. Age- 25. Occupation- Youtube/internet. Significant other- Kristen (Kalel) Cullen."
Thank god, they're be a woman in the house. I email Anthony telling him some things about me. We set up a date of when to leave and what not. 5 days. I go to California in five, short, days.
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Big Brother, Little Sister (A Smosh Fanfic)
FanfictionWhen Trinity's mother signs her up for the Big Brother, Little Sister project, Trinity has to move in with Anthony from Smosh. While she's there, will she find pure love or pure disaster?
