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"bri!" my brother called me into the kitchen I got up from watching tv setting my bowl of popcorn down
"what brayden?"
"can you make me some noodles?" i rolled my eyes pushing his head over grabbing the chicken packet off the top of the refrigerator
"aren't you like 7?"
"but aren't you 17?"
"oh you smart?" i picked him up tickling him as he laughed
"you not smart now!" he yelled
"now here...put some water in there and set it on 4 nothing above or lower" i walked out the kitchen grabbing my phone clicking YouTube checking my notifications
*beep beep*
"who that?" i said looking up to the window as a car pulled up
"is it dad?"
"dad gotta new car?" i got up sliding my Nike slides on
"finish making your noodles" I walked out the back door heading to the front
"daddy?"
"wassup babygirl...you like" he pointed to the black Merceedz
"oh so you get a new car and I can't get mines yet?"
"oh girl do you really need one?" I rolled my eyes walking over to my dad hugging him
"where brayden at?"
"making noodles"
"by himself?"
"why does everyone think he isn't old enough to make noodles?"
"the boy 6"
"7" i said standing by his window
"my mama know you came over today?"
"yes little girl...what's up with school?" I looked down before looking back at him
"brianna jones?"
"okay okay one got 1 c in my pre calc you know how hard it is daddy..." I pouted pulling his arm
"it's hard but that doesn't mean nothing life gonna be hard to...get the grade up brianna" we walked up to the back door going in
