"Blushers!" I yelled, giggling wildly. They shoved me backwards angrily, making me fall on my butt.
"I made you blush! I made you blush!" I sang, getting up and doing a little victory dance. They frowned at me, and I stuck my tongue out.
"You did not!" Matthew whined girlishly.
"Oh, girlie, I think I did." I patted his cheek, and he snapped at my hand.
"OW! Stop!"
"No."
"Yes!"
"No."
"Yeah."
"Nev-" I dived at him, knocking him down. I slapped him repeatedly, until he grabbed my hand and restrained it. Dylan was crouched over laughing, holding his sides. I glared at him.
"I'm hungry," I said finally, getting up and brushing myself off.
"Of course you are, fatty," Dylan mocked. I slapped him also, making a red welt where my hand had connected with his cheek.
"What was that?" I asked innocently, but my eyes glinted, giving me away.
"F-A-T-T-Y."
"It's on!" I shrieked, diving at him. He flung me in the air, but by mere inches. I landed on my butt hard, as if he was making sure I would have a bruise. Idiot. I stuck my tongue out and crossed my arms childishly.
"Aw, come on, its fun," Dylan whined obnoxiously.
"No it's not!"
"Yes."
"NO!"
"Uh huh."
"Nope."
"Yes!!!!!"
"NO!!!!!!!"
"ENOUGH! GOD!" Matthew said, uncovering his ears. "You two are like four year olds."
"Very very cute four year olds that the pedo likes," I winked playfully at him. He pretended to barf.
"JERK!"
"Am not."
"Are too."
"AM NOT!"
"ARE TOO SO SHUT THE FUDGE UP!"
"No!"
"SHUT UP! NOT THIS AGAIN!" Dylan said dramatically.
"N-" Matthew began, but I pecked him on the lips, stopping him in his tracks.
"Gotcha!" I shrieked victoriously. He looked at me with wide eyes. The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" I said, sprinting before they could get it. I opened the door and came face to face with...
A blondie and my...MOM? WHAT?!
(Eh, I thought I'd be mean but I'll add a bit more.)
"Where's Matthew?" the blonde said obnoxiously. First off-Bleached hair. Face caked with makeup. Whatever.
"Yes, Azura, where is he?" my mom said, her tone hard. She always had disliked me.
"MATTHEW!" I screeched, hoping to scare the crap out of him. He scrambled toward me, a confused look on his face.
"What?" I jerked my head toward the door, and he looked.
"Hello...Mrs. Carter?" He asked, still confused.
"Yes, hello," she snapped. "There has been a mistake. This is my step-daughter, Katelyn. She is my oldest, not Azura." Matthew's eyes went wide.
"That means...I have to marry Katelyn?" he said, clearly flustered. But, being a guy, I could tell he was checking her out.
"Yes."
0_o
OOOHHHH! Cliffy. XD Don't hate me! Also. >.> I'm not having a good day. So tired...I went to my school today to get everything ready. "Orientation." My teacher was nice though...=) But I wanted to kick everyone smiling.
Me+No sleep=Peeved off. DX
Anyways... Thanks for reading and always, thank you for sticking with me for so long. =3
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