Mr BadBoy And I | COMPLETED

C H A P T E R T W O

  ■  Hoodie Man ■

I run my hand through my hair frustratedly, currently I am sitting at my desk on a Saturday afternoon trying to do homework. I'm doing my English work, and we are studying the book Romeo and Juliet one of the many books I dislike.

We've got to write a good review on the book, and explain in writing, how the book makes us feel. How did it feel at the beginning of the book and the ending of the book. Does this seem realistic, and other stupid questions.

I haven't even started since I didn't have the book, I've tried getting it up online, it wouldn't work, I tried doing auto book, it wouldn't work. So now my only other option is to ring the local bookstore and ask if they have a copy of the book, before I go and grab it.

I pick up my phone dial the numbers to the bookstore, it rings two times before a lady answers. "Hello, Grannies bookstore, Carol speaking how may I help you?" Carol said politely.

"Hi Carol, I'm just wondering have you got a copy of Romeo and Juliet, by any chance?" I ask, I tap my index finger on my wooden desk.

"Um, I'm not entirely sure darling-" She states I sigh out in frustration. "But I can have a look for you." She adds.

"Oh that would be great, thank you." I smile, even though she couldn't see.

"Okay, I'll put you on hold while I go and ask if we have got a copy." She tells me.

"Okay." I nod, she soon puts me on hold and I sit there and wait.

The only trouble of getting the book from the bookstore, I would have to go down there to grab it, in which it would be downtown and I would have to take the train. That's the only trouble.

"Knock Knock," A voice comes from the side of me where my bedroom door was. I looked around and see Andrew - my brother - leaning against the doorframe. "What are you doing?"

"I'm doing homework," I tell him putting my hand over the phone so Carol or someone else wouldn't hear. "But I have to go and grab this book to do it." I add.

"Right," He nods and enters the room. "Who's on the phone to you?"

"The bookstore." I say in a 'duh' tone.

"Right." He nods once more, I roll my eyes at his idiotic brain. I swear I'm the only one that has a brain in this house.

"Anyway, what do you want?" I ask, already getting frustrated with my brother's presence.

"Just wanted to see what you're up too. Dad's not home yet?" He took a seat on my green poof.

"It would be a surprised if he was home by now." I state, rolling my eyes.

"Hey, you know Dad gets busy with work." He shrugs, sure he does. Andrew always sticks up for Dad.

"Oh sure, and he's work is to sleep with women?" I ask him sarcastically, he knows for a fact Dad's not at work right now, so I don't know why he still sticks up for him.

"He's having a hard time Te." He runs a hand through his Mousey brown locks.

I dryly laugh, "Hard time? Hard time? He's been having a hard time for a year and a half Andrew." I state leaning forward in my chair. "I've been having a hard time for a year and half, but you don't see me being childish and not caring about loved ones, now do you?"