Life With The Tattooed Bad Boy

Chapter One: Maybe We Should Check Out Zodiac Signs

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I hummed as I folded my clothes. Everyone else, Hunter, Dylan, and Blaze, were sitting in the living room, watching TV. I just finished all my chores and everyone pretty much helped me with a lot.

I suddenly heard knocks on the front door and I was about to go open it when I randomly heard Dylan shout, "I'll get it!"

I shook my head and continued folding all the clothes.

"Where the fuck is she?" I heard a familiar voice. My eyes grew wide and my heart started beating a million times faster. "I know she's here! Where is she?"

I ran out of the room and there she stood in her usual knee length summer dress. Her eyes locked with mine and a huge grin appeared on both of our faces.

"Aisha!" I screeched and ran over to her, hugging her tightly.

She nearly lost her balanced, but managed to stable herself again. A tear streamed down my face as she hugged back. It felt so nice to finally hug her again; to see her again. Her arms tightened around me and so did mine.

"I missed you..." she finally said.

"I missed you too!" I cried. "I'm so sorry..." I breathed out.

"Don't worry about it. I understand. You were in trouble and I'm happy you're okay now." she said and pulled away.

She looked at me and smiled brightly. "You're even uglier than before." she joked, making me chuckle.

"And you're still salty." I hugged her again.

She stroked my hair. "Finally after five years, huh?"

I pulled away and looked at her. "I thought you'd be mad at me." I sniffed.

"Well, I admit I'm a bit harsh sometimes, but I do understand that you had a difficult time. Besides, you contacted me and I'm just happy you never forgot me." she grinned. She looked at Hunter and then back at me.

I wiggled my eyebrows. "This is Hunter." I said with a smug look. Aisha waved at him and Hunter greeted back. I then pointed at Dylan, "This is the great Dylan." I grinned.

"I've heard a lot about you guys yesterday." Aisha said as she shook Dylan's hand.

"Good, I'd be offended if Zoe didn't talk about how amazing I am." Dylan joked as he posed.

I rolled my eyes but smiled. "You're an idiot."

"I know, but at least still a better one than you." Dylan grinned.

"Well, aren't you a little savage." Aisha stated.

Dylan didn't say anything. He just smiled like a kid who just got candy. Aisha and I looked at each other again. I was so happy to finally see her again after all these years.

"I do have to say though, this is a pretty cozy house." she looked around before looking back at me. "We have so much to talk about."

"We so do!" I nodded in agreement.

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"Zoe, Zoe, Zoe!" Dylan continued calling my name as I cleaned up the kitchen table.

I huffed and turned around. "Yes, Dylan?" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"How old is Aisha?" he asked, making me raise my eyebrow at him.

"She's the same age as me. Why are you so interested?"

Dylan smiled brightly and placed the grocery bag he was holding on the table. "I was just asking. Is she older than I am?"