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"Emily, come on Hurry up!!!" , Mom barged in my room with her purse in her one hand and straightening her hair with the other.

"Where?", I asked her confused, pausing my game.

"I told you yesterday that we have to go for shopping", she reminded me.

"Mom, I am not going anywhere. Please! I don't want to go shopping with you."

You might ask why! Because she never let me choose. Always trying to doll me up like those freaking princess in fairy tales. I hate dresses. Clothes should make you feel comfortable.

"But you need to buy a dress! We have a dinner at your aunt's house", she convinced me.

Oh God! Not again.

"Mom, I have so many clothes already, I will wear any of them", I argued.

"No. Don't you dare dress like a hobo.We are going to buy a nice dress and that's FINAL", she said sternly.

UGH.

I knew she wouldn't back out. I would have to do something. I ransacked my brain and instantly came up with an excuse.

"But I am not going to dinner. There's an important meeting in the office", I lied

Okay, it sounds reasonable. She narrowed her eyes as if detecting my lie.

"As you say young lady." With that she left because she knew that it was of no use to argue.

After a few minutes, I heard a noise coming from my window. Startled, I got up with the remote control still in my hand. After one whole minute of internal debate I inched towards the window. A head popped through it nearly giving me a heart attack. I was ready to smack the person when a familiar figure came into view.

"Allen! What the hell you are doing here?", I asked him.

He lives next door alone. His parents died in a car accident when he was young. My mom kind of adopted him as she loves him more than she does me.

"You know my house also have a door", I glared at him.

He snorted. "I know and I knocked that door your house has but no one answered...... Never mind, you are playing video game without me??, he trailed off looking behind me. I rolled my eyes and he made himself comfortable where I was sitting just a minute ago.

I would be lying if I said that he was not an eye catching guy. At one point I had a crush on him. Don't blame me I was just a hormonal teenager back then. I peeked at him as his dirty blonde hair fell into his sparkling blue eyes. I could see his muscles stretching beneath his thin skin tight shirt.

"Come on. Let's play together", he said patting the carpeted floor next to him, making me to stop checking him out. Don't get me wrong I was not checking him out that way. I was just-

Crap. Okay maybe I was just checking him out.

We started playing but it end just like it always does. Fighting and kicking each other. I know what you are thinking childish. But that was what we were like.

He kicked me and I groaned in pain forgetting about the game and that douche won.

"I won! I won!", he started doing his annoying victory dance oblivious of my building wrath which was soon going to explode this house. Okay maybe I just exaggerated.

"You cheated LOOSER ", I threw a pillow and it was just inches away from his face when he caught it in time. Damn his reflexes. I huffed and was just going to turn around when a pain shot through my head making the whole world spin around me.

"ALLEN. I .WILL .KILL .YOU" , I shouted and before I could made any move he was already running for his life.

I followed him down stairs crashing and smashing every thing that came into my way. We were no less than Tom and Jerry. He tried to jump off the sofa but slipped his foot and fell on the floor with a loud thud. I was just going to grab his shirt when the door bell startled me.

I looked around at the mess we made, especially me. Mom was going to kill us. I went to open the door and Allen took that time to straighten himself after his oh so elegant fall. I opened the door and mom was standing there with shopping bags in her hand.

"Hey Allen! When you came- " , she trailed off looking at the mess behind us which I was trying hard to hide behind me. Poor attempt I know.

"What is this EMILY!", she shouted turning to me. OH DANG. Not a good day.

"It is not my fault-", I rephrased my sentence once I looked at her. "Okay it was not all my fault" , I tried to defend myself. Poor attempt again. Allen snickered behind me which was annoying the shit out of me.

"Shut up", I glared at me and he lifted his hand in mock surrender which was twice annoying than his snicker. Before I could say anything mom interjected.

"Now I don't care whose fault was that but I know one thing" ,she paused to give that dramatic effect and looking each one of us straight into our eyes. I knew just looking at the glint in her eyes that something wrong was coming our way. "YOU BOTH ARE GOING TO CLEAN IT BEFORE DINNER OTHERWISE NO DINNER" ,with that she went to her room.

I pounced at Allen and we both fell on the sofa. His face contorted in pain and I laughed when he glared at me. Karma is a bitch.

After bickering for straight five minutes over whose mistake was that, we finally realized that it was of no use now and started cleaning the house before mom again burst through her room, making us do more cleaning like cleaning my room which was twice in bad condition than this lounge.

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