Iris
"What?!" I shouted. Dad shot me a murderous look. I cleared my throat, "I'm sorry. What?" I asked in a softer tone.
"You clearly heard me Iris. There are three beds in your room already and a little renovation was made. The blue green bed which is yours is now in the middle. The black which is Brandon's is near the CR while Luke's brown bed is near the windows. Now if you'll excuse me. Oh the boys are coming over tonight." And with that dad went upstairs to his study.
DingDong!!!
"That'll be the boys" mom said popping her head in the kitchen doorway, "Iris please open the door and help me in preparing the table afterwards. Brandon call John."
I groaned and forcing myself towards the door.
After a very noisy dinner, we went to the room. Upon reaching the room, the boys turned the music on and started pigging out. They are really taking advantage of the soundproof room. I groaned, pulled the sheets over my head and tried to tune Jason Derulo out.
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Different Beings
Teen Fiction-------------------------------------------- She is different. So is her friend. They are beings that are hated by other kind of beings. They blend in to stay out of their enemy's wrath. He is a transferee. So is his friends. They are beings that a...
