《Cherry Cola》VIII. Wrong Walton
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You're telling me, your sister had a crush on the wrong Walton?
~ Xiomara's POV ~
After a long first day of school, I wanted to chill and take a nap when I got home.
Sounds like a lovely and simple plan right? Well nor when you have a younger sister who has a crush on your best friend's boyfriend's twin, woah what a mouthful.
"Alright alright!"
I shouted at a cranky Rosalía, she smiled in victory as she ran to her room to grab her sneakers and then ran back.
Since I didn't want to be alone, I called Scarlett and told her she had to come with me because it's her boyfriend's house and I'm not trying to be alone with teenage boys.
"Lord, I'm ready to explode."
I whined to Scarlett as we walked to the Waltons, she looked at me and laughed but I wasn't joking.
My feet were hurting and my body was sore, I just needed a good nap but Rosa had to ruin that.
"Be nice, she just wants to see her crush."
Scarlett told me as she knocked on the door and turned to me, my face couldn't give her a soft smile but my finger gave her a lot more.
No regrets though, she just laughed it off and then walked inside, greeting Jessica as she opened the door.
"Hey girls, how are y'all?"
Jessica asks as she gives us a hug, we all respond with good and immediately go upstairs, we all knew that everyone was in Jayla's old room which is now Javon's room.
So that's where we were headed, although I didn't really wanna be here, I had to.
"Hey Scar."
Javon smiles and then goes back to his game, wow hello to you too.
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"That's exactly why you're bald."
I told him as I sat down on the ground and then proceeded to lay down, I felt a pillow land on my face and just threw my middle finger up at him.
Jaden was also here but he was gaming so, Scar had to physically let it be known that we're here although it wasn't necessary.
I grabbed the pillow and laid on it, smiling happily as I felt my eyes get heavy and drift away to sleep.
But I couldn't because Rosa kicked my knee which awoke me but angry.
"What?!"
I asked in annoyance as I sat up, she looked at me with a stern face and then looked around the room.
"Where's Javon?"
The question made Javon turn around and looked at Rosa before waving at her, Rosa shook her head and looked back at me.
"What are you talking about Rosa? That's Javon."
I told her as I waved Javon over, she looked very confused and that's when it hit me, or so I thought.
"Do you have a crush on Jaden?"
I whispered to her, she looked at Jaden who had his arm wrapped around Scarlett's stomach as they sat down and leaned against the wall.
Rosa shook her head and then I finally realized who she was talking about, she didn't like Javon and she sure as hell didn't have a crush Jaden.
"Rosa, do you like Daelo?"
I asked as I was now fully awake and intrigued, I watched as my sister looked around and tried to conjure up the confidence to tell me.
But just by her getting nervous, I knew the answer and I squealed.
"Scarlett!"
I shrieked as she looked up from her phone and get up, she does walked over to me and squat down.
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Shyly, Rosa told her that she had feelings for Daelo and she didn't know what to do about them.
"Awh, why don't we go tell Jessica and have her help you? He is her son."
Scarlett advised as we stood up, Rosa nodded and we walked downstairs except Scarlett and I stood in the living room to give Rosa some privacy.
"Can't believe she thought Daelo's name was Javon."
I chuckled as I looked at my sister pick at her nails as she struggled to tell Jessica she gained feelings for her younger son, but luckily Jessica took it lightly and hugged her.
Jessica and Rosa walked over to us and we tried coming up with a plan on how to get Rosa to tell Daelo without being too nervous.
The younger one, his name is not Javon?
Rosa asked once more as we walked back upstairs to which I told her no, this was going well and then remembered something.
Now how do you tell a father who came out of jail, loves his two girls to death and has muscles that his younger daughter, has a crush on his new best friend's son?
Trick question, you don't.
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