Chapter three.
Nikki looked at her mother like she was crazy, because she might as well be. Though she would rather have Justin Bieber concert tickets that a phone, right now, she wanted much more than that.
"You had better be kidding because that is not going to happen ah-ny time soon." She didn't want to act like a brat, but if that's how she wins than that's how it will work.
"Be reasonable. She is really nice and sweet." Not to mention the worst thing since Miley Cyrus. And that says a lot.
Why does the world have to be against her. She would ask God, but that would be going against her religion, atheism (yes she's atheist). She looked over at Sarah to see her eyes wide and her mouth open. Just then her phone blasted 'Love Me' which meant she either had an important call or an evil one. She tapped the touch screen after whipping it out and answered the call.
"Hola, person." She answered with her 'unique' hello.
"OMFG, hey cousin. It's me your cousin Cuh-laire. I can't wait to see you and for you to see the new me. I'm pretty now." Doubt it.
"When will I have the …… joy of seeing you." Please not soon. Just then her iDock started playing 'Somebody to Love' mysteriously. She looked over to see no one near it, in fact everyone had left the room. What had she missed? She scanned the room again to find her door cracked open, showing the slightest sliver of something silky.
"I got to go. See you whenever." Click. She slipped her iTouch (now more like a phone thanks to Line2) into her pocket. She strode to the door and opened to find a beautiful blond, tan, and perfectly tall twelve-year-old girl in front of her. She was in the pinkest bikini ever, with a silky white sarong wrapped around her bikini bottoms.
"Hey, Nikki." What the hell? Who is this girl?
"And you are?" She didn't really want anymore company right now.
"I'm Claire, duh. But you can call me Cici." WTF?????????
