Chanel Parker: She went from looking like a kid to looking like the most eye catching girl in the world. Everyone wanted her. She's sweet and attractive, but if you cross her line and give her a reason to piss her off she won't be that innocent swee...
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I step into the shower poking my head under the shower head and close my eyes directing my head up at the ceiling.
Is it obvious about me and Dean? I mean there's nothing there in the first place. Was she actually checking him out and just lying about him to get away with her checking out my brother's best friend? Or is she loyal to her intentions for my brother? Dean doesn't know they're together, he can think they're a fling.
Something in my mind tells me I can't trust Maddie but in the back of my head it's telling me to, it's like having two angels on my shoulder, except one is the angel and the other well satan in that case.
Do I believe Satan or Do I believe the Angel?
Is she going to be like all those other girls Mateo has dated? Using him for his money and running away when he refuses to keep buying things from them?
There's a loud knock that knocks me out of my thoughts and I quickly open my eyes.
"CHANEL FOR THE SAKE OF GOD! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" Dean shouts
Is he fucking stupid? Does this asshole not know that the shower is running, meaning there is a naked girl behind it? Men can be so fucking stupid these days that it's like you don't even question it sometimes, but that's obviously not the case with Dean,
The bangs keep on happening
Bang
Bang
Bangbang
Bang bangbang
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DEAN! IM FUCKING SHOWERING LEAVE ME FUCKING ALONE!" I shout
"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" Dean continues showering
I simply just ignore him grabbing the shampoo and squirting some into my hand then spreading it across my hair away from the water. I make sure I scrub every inch of my head to clean my hair from the pool water. I rinse out the shampoo and repeat it with another round of shampoo.
"FUCK YOU CHANEL!" Dean shouts and I swear I can hear his footsteps fade as he walks away from the bathroom door.
Next, I grab the conditioner repeating the same steps that I did with the shampoo. Except for this time I grab my body scrub and coat every inch of skin that's showing until I'm fully done. Once I'm done I rinse it off putting body wash all over me.
After Dean pranked me with the fucking dye he told me where my actual body was, the good thing about that was that he didn't throw it away, it was practically new.
