Carefully by Sarah (inspirational books for women .TXT) π
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The blue-gray nail polish comes off withouut effort.
"Urghh, Ana! Stop messing with your nails! You just did them yesterday!" I hear my brother yell as I put the top back on the bottle of remover. I carefully spread black polish on my nails as my brother swings her door open.
"Ana! I thought I told you to--Whoah..." It wasnt my nails he was gaping at... And it wasn't my remover he smelled. I had emptied out my wallet to paint my walls and carpet my room, sinece my rich parents wouldn't. Of course, they didn't think black was the ideal color. I thinks they would have coughed up the cash if I had wanted pink walls and white or beige carpet. Ehh... I like it better paying for my own stuff, anyway. But that wont stop my from getting cash from her parents.
"Whoah..." My brother repeats and snaps out of it. "And you are my tennant again, dearie."
"Ugh, Crystal's here?" I frown. "I'm broke so it's a hundred this time." His face turns thoughtful, but he takes out his wallet and tosses a wad of bills at me. That's why my parents are speechless when I come home with stuff they didnt pay for.
"Okay, I'll go answre the door." I walk out the room and answer the door for my brother's barbie. She looks just like her. She has blond hair, big boobs, beautiful complection, and tanned skin. "Hi, Barbera! I thought you were coming over!"
"Hi! But it's Crystal." She says with her brilliant smile.
"Oh." I frown, mock upset, "I'm so sorry!"
"No prob." She says, breezing past me. "Now where's that boyfriend of mine?"
"Here, my sweet!" He says, running down the stairs. She runs to him and they meet on the marble entryway. He grabs her up in his arms and kisses her hungrily. I make a face, but they dont notice. i run out the door, careful with my nails. Time for school, I guess. I look at my watch. Seventy-six minutes early? So? Anything's better than this.
"Brother?" I nod at my best friend. He was waiting for me at the entrance of school. He is always so early... More so than most teachers.
Publication Date: 03-12-2012
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