DRAKE

I tried to be nice, but two could play the game

*tweets* When you live with a stupid asshole who thinks he can get with everything. Try again dumbass. Any beliebers out there...You all are STUPID with a capital S

JUSTIN

The next day me and Drake were home alone, mom went out and Scooter and Fredo went to get started for the Believe Album, soon I was going to be on tour. I calmed down from last night and went on twitter. A tweet caught my eye, no other from the idiot sitting across from me

Justin: *spats out* WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!!!

Drake: What are you talking about brother?

Justin: YOUR TWEET

Drake: Oh that? *smirks*

Justin: *gets up and clenches fist*

Drake: Don't even try it. You know you can't win

Justin: Punk *sits down*

Drake: That's what I thought

Justin: Please don't flatter yourself

Drake: Who says I am?

Justin: Me, god you're stupid even Jazzy and Jaxon would figure it out

Drake: Thanks but your compliments don't offend me

Justin: Delete your tweet

Drake: What?

Justin: I said delete your tweet

Drake: What makes you think I will do what you say

Justin: Cause your ugly ass is in my house, on my couch, eating my food

Drake: That still doesn't mean shit. Who's the older one? Me or you?

Justin: Well that's easy, it's not you, you act like a whiny 5 year old

Drake: Towards your retarded beliebers

Justin: *disgruntled tone* I warned you!!!

Drake: Uh uh twerp u said "stupid" try again

Justin: Go do something with your life

Drake: Look who's talking

Justin: I have everything I am living life. You have no fans, no career

Drake: My fans are Drakesters, you should pay more attention

Justin: Did you say drakesters.... That's the most idiotic name to call people u stealing piece of shit

Drake: Yeah like suppose your name makes sense? Beliebers *laughs*

Justin: Its called talent and using your brain..... oh wait hmm you're a dummy so you don't have one *chuckles*

Drake: You son of a bitch

Justin: Uh uh try again *laughs*

Drake: *grunts*

Justin: What's the matter, u scared?

*My phone rings*

"Who run the world?"

"GIRLS"

"Who run the world?"

"GIRLS"

Yes I still love Beyonce

Drake: Really? Beyonce? You still with that?

Justin: Shut the hell up

*ringtone continues*

Drake: Answer the damn phone

Justin: *looks at the phone to see who's calling*

Ugh what the hell does her slutty ass want. I have had enough....

DO YOU KNOW WHO CALLED JUSTIN?

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