OK hey! It's time for chappie 3! Two chapters in one day! I am soooo good! Yeees! Lol! OK here's some Shout Outs to The Wonderful reviewers! I love you guys!
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Chapter 3
I woke up to the sound of boys getting ready in the morning. I yawned, I had a major headache….it's what happens when you get less then 4 hours of sleep. I had been up talking to Caleb. He had warned me not to piss off Spot too much. Well, I'd said I'd try but I couldn't guarantee anything. If he pissed me off, I'd bitch-slap him. Again. I slowly rolled out of bed, and ended up on the floor.
"Ehhhh…." I moaned. Caleb laughed at me. Damn morning people. "Damn morning people," I voiced my thoughts. Caleb laughed me some more. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "EHHHH!…." I said more conscious then last time. Caleb threw me in the shower and turned it on. At least it wasn't freezing cold. "EHHHH!!!!! I hate it when people do the Caleb! When I'm actually awake, I'll beat the living daylights out of you. I'm to tired to flip you off, so would you kindly pull the curtain so I can get a real shower?" Against my own words, I managed to flip him off before he closed the curtain/door thingy. I stripped down and got a shower. When I got out I wrapped a towel around myself. It was really short, it covered everything, but I figured everyone else was gone. I walked out of the stall and came face to face with Spot. Definitely not what I want to see in the morning.
"Nice legs for someone with such a bad ass attitude," he said, I slapped him, rolled my eyes and moved on. "I'm not in the mood now, or ever to take your shit and you better not do it around me boys. I demand their respect and you sure as hell aren't gonna take it away from me," he said following me over to the mirror where I was combing out my long hair.
"Now if you'll excuse me, your great and mighty lord, I need to change," I started but was cut off by to people at once.
"You got any--" started Spot.
"Hey I'm here--" said Caleb.
"You go," said Spot.
"Thanks. All I was gonna say is I'm here too," said Caleb.
"Hi Caleb," I said.
"Now, I was gonna say, you got any other clothes then the ones that got a washing this mornin?" asked Spot. For once he was being civil.
"Nope. All I got is a dress, and some other stuff, and I am NOT wearing a dress," I replied, braiding my hair. I finished quickly before Spot answered.
"Is it a short dress?" but he was cut off by my elbow in his stomach. "Ok, ok, I get the point. Fine, you can borrow some of my clothes, they might be a little big, but, they're better then your wet clothes." Why was Spot being so civil…even…nice?
SeXyDadDyMaGnEt69: loved ur review! Glad u liked my sarcasm. More ass beatin will come in this story, I promise! Thanx for the second review 2! Ur a gr8 writer!
Shit Head- HERE. IS. SOME. MORE. Lol.
Baby309blue: thanks for the review! Here's some more chappies! Ok, only one, but hey, it's the best I can do!
AthenaHuntress: thanks for the review!
Jazz: I love all people who review, so thanx!
I might have some hidden surprises for my reviewers sometime in the coming chapters if you keep reviewing! Hahaha! You just have to keep reviewing to find out!
Chapter 3
I woke up to the sound of boys getting ready in the morning. I yawned, I had a major headache….it's what happens when you get less then 4 hours of sleep. I had been up talking to Caleb. He had warned me not to piss off Spot too much. Well, I'd said I'd try but I couldn't guarantee anything. If he pissed me off, I'd bitch-slap him. Again. I slowly rolled out of bed, and ended up on the floor.
"Ehhhh…." I moaned. Caleb laughed at me. Damn morning people. "Damn morning people," I voiced my thoughts. Caleb laughed me some more. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "EHHHH!…." I said more conscious then last time. Caleb threw me in the shower and turned it on. At least it wasn't freezing cold. "EHHHH!!!!! I hate it when people do the Caleb! When I'm actually awake, I'll beat the living daylights out of you. I'm to tired to flip you off, so would you kindly pull the curtain so I can get a real shower?" Against my own words, I managed to flip him off before he closed the curtain/door thingy. I stripped down and got a shower. When I got out I wrapped a towel around myself. It was really short, it covered everything, but I figured everyone else was gone. I walked out of the stall and came face to face with Spot. Definitely not what I want to see in the morning.
"Nice legs for someone with such a bad ass attitude," he said, I slapped him, rolled my eyes and moved on. "I'm not in the mood now, or ever to take your shit and you better not do it around me boys. I demand their respect and you sure as hell aren't gonna take it away from me," he said following me over to the mirror where I was combing out my long hair.
"Now if you'll excuse me, your great and mighty lord, I need to change," I started but was cut off by to people at once.
"You got any--" started Spot.
"Hey I'm here--" said Caleb.
"You go," said Spot.
"Thanks. All I was gonna say is I'm here too," said Caleb.
"Hi Caleb," I said.
"Now, I was gonna say, you got any other clothes then the ones that got a washing this mornin?" asked Spot. For once he was being civil.
"Nope. All I got is a dress, and some other stuff, and I am NOT wearing a dress," I replied, braiding my hair. I finished quickly before Spot answered.
"Is it a short dress?" but he was cut off by my elbow in his stomach. "Ok, ok, I get the point. Fine, you can borrow some of my clothes, they might be a little big, but, they're better then your wet clothes." Why was Spot being so civil…even…nice?