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We
reached my house and nobody was home, as usual.
"Wow." Seth said staring at my house in what looked
like amazment.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Your house.. it's huge." he told
me.
"Really? I think it's just decent to our family."
I said.
"How many people do you got living in your house?
20?!" he exaggerated.
I laughed. "No. I have one father, one mother, and a
sister... and me of course." I told him.
"That's it?" he asked me.
"Yeah why?"
"Your house is huge." he said with his mouth
dropped.
"I get that," I said with a laugh.
"But.. but it's h-" I cut him off.
"I know... how about we get inside and have a drink. What
do you want?" I asked him.
"Umm, you have Iced Tea?" he asked me.
"What kind?"
"Green."
"Yeah. One sec lemme get it." I walked to the fridge
for drinks and grabbed it instantly. Green Tea is the
family's favorite drink so it was right in front.
"Thanks babe," he said with a smile. "Aren't
you gonna get some?" he asked me.
"Oh! Yeah I got it, " I said as i jogged to the
fridge again. I grabbed the same thing. There was a long
scilence of us just glugging our drinks.
"Sooo..." Seth said, breaking the scilence.
"Sooo..." I said mimicking him. We both laughed. But
then after a while we got into one of those 'meaningful
stares' for a couple minutes but I couldn't take the
whole thing seriously so I started laughing after a couple
minutes. He smiled.
"I love your laugh," Seth told me. I laughed again.
He was so sweet.
"So what do you want to do?" I asked him.
"What do you have to do?" he asked me.
"Well, I have a pool table, an air hockey table, a ping
pong table, that football thing, Rock Band 2... umm, that's
all the stuff that's inside I think." I listed all the
things that popped into my head.
"What are the things you have outside?" he asked.
"I have a trampoline, a pool that starts at 3 feet and
goes down to 10, a beach- don't worry it's clean!-
boating, canoeing, we can go on the hammock. I can't think
of much more," I told him.
"Canoeing sounds fun," he said.
"Okay let's go!" I said as I grabbed his hand and
led him to our beach. It was just behind my house. "Okay
so here's the canoe.. we need to drag it to the water. The
paddles are already in there. I got this end, can you grab the
other?" I asked him.
"Oh yeah sure!" he said as he ran to the other side.
We picked it up and brought it to the shoreline. I set it up
and had him sit on the back. I dragged it into the water and we
were off.
"Start paddeling!" I jokingly yelled as I handed him
the paddle. "Go go go!" I laughed. He laughed as
well. He paddled one way and I paddled the other so we were
going in circles. I turned around to face him and we just
started talking. Talking about everything. Like, what our
favorite color, food, drink, thing about each other..
everything. I liked learning things about him because he was so
interesting. After a little bit, we got into some personal
stuff. "So, what's so bad about your mom?" I
asked him, hoping he'd tell me.
"I-it's nothing.." he said looking down.
"C'mon Seth. It's something.. you can tell me
don't worry," I assured him.
"Well, when I was around 5, my real mom ran away.
She left the whole family.." he said getting quieter as he
said the sentence.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry," I told him.
"Then my dad found a girl and she seemed all fine and
dandy, so he married her. For the first couple months of their
marrige, she seemed like a wonderful lady, but then she started
getting weird.." he said hesitantly.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused and kind of
worried.
"Well, she kept yelling at me for no reason, or for such a
tiny reason and she took it way out of control. That happened
last year. It went on for quite a few months.. Then she started
hitting me with her hands. And then, with a belt. Then she hit
my sister."
"Wait.. you have a sister?" I asked him, not knowing
about it.
"I did..." he said starting to tear up.
"What happened?" I asked really worried.
He started off slow, "Well, my step-mom..." he
hesitated,
"she killed
her..."
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Wow! Did you expect that? Okay so, I feel like I'm
loosing my readers ALREADY so, I don't know what's
going on... if you aren't reading it please tell me..
thanks :) I work really hard on these stories and if no
one's reading them I just won't post them on witty
anymore.. thanks for reading if you are though! I might not
notify you after I post this because I'm going to an
aquarium but I will notify you RIGHT after it! I'm sorry!
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TheMascaraSeries
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Me
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it.
*Prolouge*
Hi.
My names Deardra. I am the most popular in the
school so don't mess with me.
The only bad thing about being popular is that guys only like you
for your boobs and your free will to let them get in your pants.
Let's just get this straight: I'm a junior in highschool
and I've let 15 guys get into my pants.. I'm not the good
child, or good student. I'm not a good person. I'm just a
gorgous person. I have pencil straight blonde hair that reaches
the end of my back. My eyes glow of hazel. My lips are nice and
plump and are lathered with a coat of chapstick twice a day,
morning and night, to give them a smooth texture. Everyone is
jelous of me. They all bow down to me. They all love me. I'm
wonderf-
"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE-"
I slapped my alarm clock to go off. Wow. I was gorgous.
Stupid dream. Getting my hopes up. Well, this is me. Deardra
Thompson. Just a junior in highschool. Sure, I may look that way
in real life like I did in my dream, but no one notices. I used
to be butt-ugly. Luckily for me though, as I
reached the age 14, I became to be quite a smexy lady. Last year
though, I was known as "pimple face" or "four
eyes" or "walrus". Everybody hated me. I had but
one close friend. His name was Kegan. Kegan Smith. He's
amazing. The best friend in the world. And everyone loves him.
So, I'm the least popular in the school and everywhere and
then I'm best friends with the guy who's known in Africa.
Anyways, I got some skin care solution for my pimples, I lost 4O
pounds over the summer, and got contacts. Now, I look like a
model.. and I am in no way cocky so for me to say that is
huge.
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hi! thanks for reading
this if you did! tell me watcha think. good? bad? horrible?
AMAZING? i need to know!! thanks again! and it will get
longer don't worry! (it should get better than
this though) oh and the title format goes to
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