“I just know what it’s to be laughed at and talked about.”
“Let themselves tackle it tomorrow, they might have something in their mind.”
“I guess you’re right, Amber.”
“Hey, we jog tomorrow, right?”
“We’ll be six again, am I right, Olivia?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.”
“Wait, Brad just came.”
“Wait, he just came?”
“He left for like thirty minutes ago. And your house is just near.”
“I smell war again.”
“Hahahahahha....I will ask and confront him. Gotta go.”
“See you tomorrow, Amber.”
“See you, Olivia.”
Then I prepared myself to sleep. But after thirty minutes I texted Khrystel.
‘Where did your brother go?’
‘I thought you’d never ask.’
‘Where did he go?’
‘He bought something from somewhere, I am not sure but I saw he bought something. So sleep now and be pretty tomorrow, sissy.’
