I was sitting on my bed reading the latest series I checked out from the library when I heard a knock on my door. Sighing, I reluctantly got up to answer the unwanted visitor. I opened my door, almost shocked to see who was standing on the opposite side.
"Oh! H-hi Ian, d-do you need s-s-something?" I stuttered, looking to my feet.
Ian smirked. "Yes, I am hungry," he answered.
"Hi, Hungry," I said. "Nice to meet you."
Ian scowled. "Amy, your idiot brother is driving me insane! Stop him! Please. I'm begging you!"
I gasped in mock surprise. "Why, the Great Ian Kabra is begging me?!"
Ian rolled his amber eyes. "Yes, I'm begging you, must I get down on my knees?"
"Hmmm."
I pretended to think, tapping my chin with my index finger. Ian huffed in frustration.
"Fine. Only if you promise me one thing," I decided.
"Ugh, whatever could you want?" Ian sighed.
"Stop calling me love," I answered triumphantly.
"What? No. No way," Ian said.
"Okay then," I said, starting to close my door.
"No! Wait, I'll-I'll-I'll-well, I'll do something!" Ian said impatiently.
"Perfect. I know just the thing.." I smiled.
"Oh no," Ian said.
"Oh yes," I answered, smiling widely. "How about..."
"A new book!" Ian shouted. "I'll get you a book."
"Oh, you will. I thought about that. But not just one book...ten books, a drink at Starbucks and...one more thing. I'll think of it later," I said.
Ian groaned. "Deal," he said.
"Cool. I'll stop Dan for you. But first, lemme change...and shower...and..."
Without waiting Ian ran down the hallway. I smirked.
Okay guys, I know this says by me, but this is also written by me and one of my BSBBFFFLF, who goes on here by . (No space between Ms. and the D.)
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