I got ready to go to the fair.
I didn't dress up much. Just a white blouse and black leggings. I was checking myself out in the mirror when I saw Joey entering the room from my mirror.
I raised my eyebrows at him, "Well guess what? You'll have to learn how to knock on the door."
He smirked at me, "Why would I? It's not like I haven't seen you naked when we were young."
I snorted and smacked him on his head.
"Hey! What was that for?" He complaint rubbing the back of his head where I just hit him.
"That was for you being a pervert."
I turned away from the mirror and was about to go and take my belongings from the bed when the door bell rang. Joey got up from my bed, "That's my call."
I raised my eyebrows, "Who is it?"
He shrugged his shoulder, "My date for today."
I nodded. I might not like Joey. I might even want to choke him to dead but I hate to admit it that Joey is a handsome man. With hazel eyes, wel
I was sitting on the sofa with my legs propped up on the table in front of me. I was watching some show when Dad came and stood in between me and the tv. I raised my eyebrows at him in a questioning way. "Honey, your mom and I are going on a date," Dad told me. I removed my legs from the table and stood up. It was kind of a ritual for them to go on a date once a week. They were the definition of a perfect couple, making me want to have what they have someday. But if only... I would trust someone. Dad was telling me about all his plans for the date when it struck me. If mom and Dad were going out on a date that means...Oh no. Not happening. I'll have to spend the rest of the night with Joey? I don't want to. It will be hell... I can sense it. But of course, I cannot tell that to my parents and make them miss their date. I nodded at him and
I ran outside the house. Breathing heavily I reached Joey, who was… What? What does he think he is doing?He was singing while jumping. Who even does that?... Of course, Joey does that."Hey Joey, where are the keys?" I asked him. He looked at me a little dazed, "I've been calling on you from heaven and Earth, where were you?""You basically locked me out of the house, remember? So I had to stay somewhere while it rained."Damien came running and stood beside me. Joey looked at the both of us and then ran his eyes over my clothes. Then holding his two fingers at us he said, "D-Did you two just-"I cut him off, "Hell no! We didn't do that!"Damien chuckled and whispered into my ears, "You do realize you really want that, right?""In your Dreams, Calvo." I rolled my eyes at him."Oh, you don't want to know about my dreams, Li.
"Damien! Joey is not in the room!" I frantically looked around his room. Heck! Even below his bed! But he was nowhere to be seen. I promise, the first thing I will be doing in the morning is punching him in the face when he would be all in his senses. I faced towards his bed. And took a deep breath to shout again for Damien. "Dam-" Suddenly I felt a hand clamp on my mouth from behind me. I struggled in the person's arms. I don't want to get freaking kidnapped! But the person was not ready to leave me. I felt him lean... and now I could feel his breath against my ear. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything I kicked him. The person groaned in pain, "God damnit, Applepie!! Are you sure you did not hit your head?! You just fucking kicked me! And before that you were shouting like an idiot!" Joey.
Damien entered the kitchen along with me. "Let's see what you've got." He said. I raised my eyebrows at him. He ignored me and pointed at powdered sugar, "What is that?" I looked at him as if he had gone mad, "Gee Damien, I know I said I suck at cooking but I don't suck that much. It's powdered sugar." He shook his head amused, "It's really bad." He mumbled, "That's salt, Li." I looked at him dumbfounded and then at the salt, gulping I opened my mouth, "I told you I suck at it." He looked around the kitchen, then clasping his hand together he said, "I know what am I going to make. Do you know how to chop?" I looked at him. Do I know how to chop? No. "Yes, I know how to chop." I smiled at him. How difficult can it be, right? Damien moved and handed me the onions, "Here, I want you to chop these for me... Are you sure, you can do it?" He asked with a
To say I wanted to kill Joey would be an understatement. Because I wanted to strangle him, cut him into pieces and then throw him somewhere where nobody could find him. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I glared at him, "Why would you ask me to wish you good luck?" "Yeah, the last time I checked you were the best cook." He rolled his eyes. I took deep breaths… calm down Amelia. You won't do anything like what you are thinking, right? You won't take the spoon, force him to open his mouth and shove it down his throat, right? Wrong. I will if he doesn't shove that thing in his mouth in the next minute! Joey was staring at me horrified. "What?" I snapped. "Don't what me!” He shrieked, “What do you expect from a person who just got a threat!" Did I say it out loud? Uh-oh. "Just eat the damn thing already." He gulped. Great. I just mad
In the last couple of days, Damien had really become like a family.How?Whether you are eating, taking an afternoon nap, or just brushing your teeth. This guy would be there. He would pop out of nowhere at times just to greet me and let me know that he would be helping my mom or just playing video games with Joey.And guess what? My parents don't mind it at all. Damien is way more in my house than he is in his own. You would be walking down the stairs and he would be walking upstairs casually saying 'Hi' like he belongs here.Not like I mind. But it is bothering me a lot than it should.At times, I cannot help but wonder that a day might come when I'd walk through the front door and my parents would be like, "Do you want anything?" And I'd be like, "Come on, I live here."No seriously.I was snapped out of my train of thoughts when mom placed my breakfast in front of me. I glanced up at Damien who was digging in his food. He looked u
I stepped out of the car and sighed looking down at my feet. Damien came and put his hand on my shoulders, "Don't worry. We’ll look into it later, okay?" I nodded at him. I am thankful I have him right now. We entered the school together. I didn't even take two steps when Valentino appeared beside me and slung his arm around my shoulders, "Hey Amelia, how are you?" I looked at his arms and raised my eyebrows at him. He noticed it and raised his hands in mock surrender, "I won't do it if you mind it." "I won't mind it if it is in a friendly way." He grinned and threw his arms again on my shoulders, "It is then." "Where are Shane and Max?" I asked. Valentino sighed while Damien beside me tried to not laugh, "what is it?" I asked. Valentino growled, "All these jerks, who call themselves my friends are too busy with their girls to give me any more attention. I'm like
I knocked on the door and entered. Dad who was sitting suddenly jolted up. He looked at me nervously, "princess?" "Dad, can I borrow your laptop? Mine has gone for repair and I need to do my assignment." He looked at me nervously. Don't worry Dad, I won't ask you. Not right now. "Sure... sure princess take it. You don't have to ask." He shot me a smile that didn't reach his eyes. I nodded at him and taking the laptop I stepped out of the room. As soon as I stepped out I heaved a sigh. Mom and Dad are hiding something from me. About me. Today in the morning too, I could see it. What if I am... No, I can't be! It can't be! I can't be adopted, can I? I need someone to talk to. But who? Damien? But he was still not back from his detention. Then who? Joey? He is the only person who doesn't have anything to do. I made my way for help towar