Two girls, Two different lifestyles, Two different families, but the life's they're living were meant for the other. Read and find out how these two were Switched At Birth.
"Ryleigh!! Mom and Dad are home!" I heard my big bother Dj yell from downstairs.
I finished applying my eyelashes before zooming down the stairs to hug my parents.
"There she is" My dad said picking me up and spinning me around. See...I'm Definitely His Favorite.
"I've missed you guys so much. You guys were gone longer then usual."
"Rough case. Toughest we've had in a few years actually." My mother said taking off her blazer and kissing my forehead.
"I'll pass on the details. I don't wanna throw up again like last time. I'm gonna finished getting ready." I said heading for the stairs.
"You know your curfew is..."
"Nine O'clock because it's a school night...Yes Dad I Know." I said before closing my room door.
I Guess You Could Say My Parents Are Overprotective. With all the things they see and people they deal with due to their job...did they really have a choice? Ha...FBI agent's. Who would've thought?
It sucks sometimes because they're rarely ever home. When they leave they're gone for days at a time...then when they finally come home they stay for about two days before leaving again. I don't mind because they save lives but at the same time I do miss them.
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But atleast I have my older brother Derek Jr aka DJ. So I'm not completely Alone.
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After I finished getting ready, I grabbed my car keys, Purse and Jacket before heading downstairs.
"I'm leaving. Bye." I said trying to quickly make my way out of the door before my dad said anything about my outfit.
"Aye Aye Aye, Not so quick hot dot." Dad said coming around the corner and instantly frowning.
"No. Hell no. Go change." He said crossing his arms.
"Daddy please do not start" I whined.
"What you mean don't start? Do you not see what you're wearing?"
