In love with a Jerk

Inlove with a Jerk - Chapter 6

Chapter 6.

"Lord!" Tiffany beamed. "Nice house, Chris."

"More like mansion, Chris," Angie said.

"Well, it's my aunt's," I told them.

"You don't live with your parents?" Tiffany asked.

I told them about my parents' death, and how me and Daman have to live with my aunt.

"Oh. My. God," Angie whispered as she hugged me. "I'll pray for you."

"You never told us this," Tiffany blinked.

"Well, I didn't think it was...something to tell people about."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry."

"It's cool. It's nice to have someone you can tell stuff about."

I got out my keys, and unlocked the door and opened it.

The three of us walked inside, and took our shoes off and left them on the carpet.

"Christina?" My aunt called from the kitchen. "Home so soon?"

"Uh...school's over," I said.

Krissy came to the doorway, and smiled.

"Oh, you don't mind if I have friends over, do you?" I asked.

Krissy shook her head. "Not at all. I was here all day with your brother. Like, I can't believe he's suspended. What a knob."

"I know," I said. Angie chuckled.

"This is Angie and Tiffany," I said, then turned to them. "Guys, this is my aunt Krissy..."

"Hey," Tiffany said as she shook Krissy's hand.

"Nice house by the way," Angie smiled. Krissy shook her hand.

"Thank you."

We went upstairs to my room. Thank god it was clean...

"Holy Chris," Angie said as she looked around. "Are you, rich or something?"

I shrugged.

Tiffany opened my closet, and pressed her hand to her heart. "You have a walk in closet! I'm moving in with you."

"Me too!" Angie grinned.

Someone knocked on the door, and Daman came in.

"What do you want?" I asked.

He looked at Angie and Tiffany...then back at Angie.

"I heard a bunch of girl squeaks," Daman said as he leaned against the doorway.

We all looked at Angie. She blushed.

"I got suspended today," my brother told us as he sat on my bed.

"How the hell can someone get suspended on the first day?" I asked.

"If that someone...does weed in the bathroom."

Tiffany's eyes widened.

"Daman!" I scolded. "You ass."

"Relax," he said. "I didn't really do it...but I was gonna."

"Peer pressure much?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Nah. I always wanted to try it," he joked. He looked at Tiffany. "I'm Daman."

"Yeah, I know," she muttered.

Daman moved closer to Angie. "The boys told me some stuff about you..."