Spencer's thought are in italic and so are songs.
"What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up)
Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)
Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut)
Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)
How the hell does he listen to this shit? It's so fucking degrading. Who the hell would wanted to be greeted as a hoe? Only a crack head would!
"Glen turn that shit down, I don't need to hear about getting a piece of ass." I yelled from my room.
Did he just turn up the music? I believe that fucker did.
"Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call)
And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)
Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls)
While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)"
"Glen I'm giving you ten seconds and I swear to god if you don't turn that shit down, I'm going to break it." 10…9…8…7…6…
The music went silent. Well it's is good to know that somewhere in his shithole of a mind there is an ounce of reason left.
"Hey, sorry about the music," He began as he leaned against the door. "I need you to do me a favor okay?" I rolled my eyes and waited for him to continue. "Come to this party with me." I knew that ass wanted something; he never apologizes without wanting something in return.
"Glen, you can't be serious, why the hell do I have to go?" I yelled at him. I don't even know the girl, and yet he still trying to drag me to her party.
"Because, this means a lot to me and as your older brother, you're indebted to me." He smirked. "C'mon please, I'm begging here."
I smiled and a returned my gaze back at him.
"Well since you're begging and all, how about you do something in return for me?" I raised my eyebrow while waiting for his response. I knew there was no way he would turn me down. Without me, there was no party for him. Ever since his little disturbing the peace episode, fucking dumbass might I add, our parents decided that he could only go to a party, if I would go. So here I am, using that to my advantage.
"Um," He gulped. I could tell by his eyes, he was debating whether this would be a good idea or not.
"Well Glen I'm waiting for an answer, do we have a deal yes or no?" I impatiently asked.
"Okay Spencer," He sighed before continuing. "Whatever it is I'll do it." I grinned and got up to finalize the deal with a shake.
"So what's this favor I'm suppose to do?" Curiosity dropped from his voice. Ah poor Glen, he has no idea what he's getting into.
"You'll find out soon," He nodded and I continued, "So what time do I need to be ready, Glenie."
"Don't fucking call me that," I laughed "Be ready by nine." I nodded and pointed to the door signaling him to leave.
I looked at the clock it was eight. Fuck that only gave me an hour. I rushed to my closet to look for something; I pulled out a pair of blue skinny jeans and simple a black tank top with black converse to finish the job. I quickly did my mascara and eyeliner leaving only my hair left.
Jesus, my hair looks like shit. I ran to get the straightner and quickly ran it through.
"Spencer hurry the fuck up, I don't want to be late." Glen shouted through his door way.
"Glenie, there's need to rush me, it's not like anyone will notice if you're there or not." I spat back at him.
Once I finished I gradually made my way down the stairs.
"Okay douche, I'm finally ready, so let's go." A grin crept on my face as he turned his back.
"Wait Spencer, how do I look?" He asked.
Did he seriously ask me that? Hmmmm I wonder about the boy sometimes.
"Glen, are you sure I'm the gay one in the family?" I leered at him.
"Jeez Spence, it was a simple question." He said hurt.
Things like this only further my suspicion of his true sexuality. If he were gay,at least there would be no need to compete over girls. Unfortunately for him, I slept with half his girlfriends despite the fact they claimed to be straight.
I rolled my eyes and answered.
"Glen your fine, let's go now." I said annoyed.
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We arrived at the party and of course Lil Wayne's song Lollipop was blaring. Once we got inside the house Glen and I parted our ways. I went to find Reagan and he well, I not sure where the hell he went.
I started to walk around and all of a sudden I was on my ass. Fuck that hurt.
"I'm so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going." She frankly stated
I waved my hand dismissing the apology, "It's fine. It's comforting to know someone can knock me off my feet." I said and winked. I got up and noticed the girl. She was simple gorgeous. Her eyes burned into mine and I glanced down. I still felt them on me, and as I looked back up I heard Glen's yelling. The next I know he's standing right by me.
Fan-Fucking-tasic, way to ruin the moment dumbass!
"Oh Spencer, this hot girl is Ashley, my girlfriend." Glen bluntly said. What the fuck? You've got to be shitting me; there was no way this could be true.
"What the hell, you're really this asshat's girlfriend?" I asked. There's no way Glen could get this girl. Something had to be wrong!
"If you're referring to Glen, then yep I'm the asshat's girlfriend." She smirked.
"Well it nice to meet you then I'm Spencer, Glen's sister." I went to shake her hand. As I was about to let go her fingers lingered longer on mine then they should have. Hmmm, I wonder if she plays on both sides of the field.
"So anyways how did you meet my brother?" I simply asked.
"Well it kind of a long story" She paused and I nodded at her to continue. "We ran into each other and he apologized for not watching where he was going. I told him it was okay and after he asked for my number. I told him I didn't give it out to strangers, and well left him there. I laughed and she looked up.
"Sorry do continue, please." I told her
"Well let's just say he never gave up," She laughed for a second.
This was my cue to say something.
"Yea when he wants something he can be very persistent." I told her
"Right, I noticed and well I finally gave in. He's actually not a bad guy once you get pass the whole ego thing." I chuckled.
Damn Glen must be a better actor then he leads on to be. This is going to be definitely an interesting relationship.
"Hmmm that's interesting." Was all I said.
"It was nice talking to you Ashley, but I've got to go." And with that last comment I left.
I walked around a bit more and felt an arm pull me into a corner.
"Spencer, don't do anything with this girl okay, I really like her and I don't need you trying to fuck her." His voice was stern.
Oh shit, I didn't think he knew about that. Why didn't he say anything before?
"Glen don't worry I don't want you sloppy left overs." I countered back. God I definitely wouldn't mind getting a piece o-
"How come I don't believe your ass, what makes this girl different?" He folded his arms as he waited for an answer.
Come one Spencer think, why don't you want this girl? She's got the whole package: nice body, funny, and oh god this is not good.
"Because Glen you said you liked her, and she's not gay so don't worry." I chuckled knowing that fact she wasn't gay wouldn't matter. Once I got a hold of them, their sexuality didn't matter anymore.
"Okay, I'm going to try and believe you. If you even try one thing with her, I swear Spencer I will never talk to you." He stated and walked away.
Oh man what am I going to do?