Insane Angel Cousins
Okay, um, like, I was bored and like, couldn't sleep, so I like,
started to like, type. Yea, like I love this story, and like, yeah.
So, like, enjoy, like.
:D
I snuggled closer to Patch, taking in his sweet scent, when my mom walked in. Her eyes narrowed at Patch, making me clutch him even more. With a soft laugh, he detangled me from him, and stood up.
"I think that's my cue to leave," he whispered quietly in my ear, my skin tingling.
I pouted.
He dropped a kiss on the top of my head, and was gone before I could protest. My mother stared at me for a few moments, then made her way up the stairs, clearly agitated and in need of a long, hot bath. I glanced at the clock programmed into the oven, and groaned. It was already 8:45.
I still needed to do my World History homework, and finish my project in Language. I stomped up the stairs, venting my anger on the poor wooden steps that moaned in agony.
I was about 3 steps away from my door, when I heard a rummaging sound coming from inside. I stopped dead, and my heart went into a frenzy. What if it was another I-Wish-To-Kill-You-For-Stealing-My-Boyfriend,-You-Boy-Snatcher angel? Just how many girfriends did Patch have back then?
"Shh! Don't be so loud, we gotta surprise her!" A hushed voice hissed.
There was a thud.
"Hey! No killing in her room! She might be blamed later for a having a dead body stuffed under bed!" Another voice snarled.
"Nu-uh. No one looks under a girl's bed. They got all this, like, diaries and poetry books about boys and shoes and clothes," Another voice droned.
"You would know why ...?" Asked the second voice, right when a new voice shrieked, "Ew!"
That was it. I just counted 4 strange people inside my room, and I was going to figure out who it was. I flung the door open and quickly grabbed the Just-In-Case-You-Break-In,I-Can-Break-Your-Face-With-This bat.
I swung wildly, trying to summon up my baseball skills.
There was another thud.
"Aww, you killed Tom, again!" Again? Just how many times could a boy die?
"Quick, grab his wallet, and blame it on Nora, he can't argue then!" Hissed a tall, blondish boy, with a gorgeous face, and broad shoulders that contained well toned muscles.
"Ugh, you are unbeliviable," groaned a reddish-brown teenager with splattered fleckles and wide blue eyes. He was taller than me.
I looked down at the light brown boy lying on the ground, his face bruised from earlier beatings, and a newly applied one by an armed pshyco woman that was dating a fallen angel.
I lifted the bat again, ready to strike, when it was pulled from my grasp. Behind me stood a GINORMAS guy. He had a buzz cut, and a square jaw. He had to crouch slightly to fit in my room.
"W-who--"
"Who are we? Well, that's easy. We're your cousins!"
WHAT?!
Why, hello there. Now why don't you hit that sexy, green below, that make you happy.
:D