Blood pounded in my ears.
"You are just joking right? Daddy! Tell me you are!"
"I'm getting married, baby and it's not a joke" trust my dad to be blunt at stupid times.
"I don't care that you are getting married, dad. But your secretary? Seriously?" I already stood up at this point. "You are getting married to May's mom?!" I turned to face mom.
"You are really gonna let this happen? Let your husband be carted off by his secretary especially someone who doesn't have an iota of fashion sense?" I gave her a look of disbelieve because she was just looking at me like she really doesn't care and I was just overreacting for nothing.
"You don't care, do you?" I said shaking my head. "This is unbelievable!" OK, I know I was already being overly dramatic but I couldn't help it. "You are all unbelievable!" I turned back to my dad.
"I hate you! I hate you so much!" Then I turned and went to my room and slammed the door. I heard my dad call me back and then I heard Brent say something along the lines that he should give me time to digest the news. As if I would ever accept that husband stealing bitch as my step mom.
My day just got worse. Ugh!
I heard my phone zing.
Sup Bri, wanna break out of there?
Just who I needed.
Lol, break out. You?
Yup
How do you know I need to break out.
Let's just say someone called the rescue heroes.
I chuckled, rescue heroes.
Where r u now?
Look out the window.
I did and I saw him grinning at me. My phone zinged.
Now, jump!
I looked back at him wide eyed and mouthed "what?". He said something I couldn't understand. I opened the window.
" just tell me you are joking now, Jer ".
"Nope" he said popping the p. "Jump, I'll catch you"
I sat on the window pane still looking at him uncertainly.
"Tell me why we are doing this again? There's a front door y'know".
He gave me a breathtaking smile, " don't you trust me?"
"Just so you know Jer, if I die my da- no, I will personally come back to kill you"
He nodded "jump already"
I jumped and he caught me by the waist.
"Wow, bri! I didn't expect you would weigh this much. What do you eat?" He said placing me down but one of his arm was still around my waist. I pushed his hand away and gave him a mock glare.
"I do not even weigh anything. You should work out more"
"Yeah, yeah". He opened the car door for me. I slid in and he came in through the other side.
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Brittany
Teen FictionMost books are from the point of view of the good, nerdy girl and the queen b is paints in a very bad light. This story is from the perspective of the snotty,bratty and over privileged girl. She rules in her own world. Lol, I hope I didn't scare you...