A/N:
Hey guys!
Usually my questions and announcements are placed at the end of the chapters. However, Thursday before work, I unknowingly injured my arm. 🤣🤣
My brother always said I had 2 left feet. He might be right. Lmfao.

Story time before this chapter:
Apollo and Mia were running around on our porch.. If you don't know, Mia is my mother's chihuahua 8 week old puppy. Apollo is Mia's brother and is my puppy. They were running around my legs when I went to step forward; Apollo was under my foot. I didn't realize I was SOOOOO close to our steps. So, when I stepped to the side with my left leg, my foot met nothing. My big headed ass self went tumbling down the steps pretty much. I tried to catch the fall with my hands on the steps which flipped me and pinned my left elbow and shoulder under like step 4 and 5. Thus ending in a few fractures on my forearm, major sprained wrist, a minor sprained elbow, and dislocated shoulder. So this chapter and whatever books I update are going to be one handed. For the next few weeks at least. Now onto the chapter...
-----

I wake up to Denver yelling. He doesn't like waking up early. He's like me who's not a morning person.

"Come on Denv. You have school today." Mom tries to coax him out of bed. Scratching my belly under my baggy tee shirt as I walk out my bedroom, an idea comes to mind.

"Denver! I'm going to get the last m&m pancake." I yell from my bedroom doorway.

"Nooo." Denver yells out. I can hear shuffling of footsteps from his room. In a millisecond, Denver runs as fast as his little legs could go down the hall. I couldn't help but to bust into laughter. Allie opens her door with her hair looking a mess. If she held a fork to a socket, that's her hair right now.

"Denver! Shut up! People are trying to sleep still." Allie screams out at the top of her lungs. This causes Denver to freeze his movements and begin to cry out. Mom comes running out of Denver's room like Flash from Allie screaming and Denver crying. Before Allie could pop her bed back into her room; mom's open hand catches Allie's lips.

"That isn't how we talk to your brother, now is it? And why are you still in bed? Get the hell up and start getting ready." Mom drills Allie. I walk down the hall and snicker at Allie's expense. A hand slaps the back of my head and I already knew it was mom. I walk into the kitchen and see Denver eating his plate of pancakes. This has me in fits of laughter. Silas walks in and sees Denver and I. He kisses the top of my head and ruffles Denver's hair; causing Denver to chuckle as he continues to eat his pancakes. Once he's finished and dressed for school, mom and him head out the door.

"Allie you're taking Em to school this morning and not picking up your friends." Mom's voice is stern as ever when she spoke. Right behind them is Silas leaving early for school.

"And don't even dare pull any stunts. Or that car will be taken away from you Allie." Silas says before he is completely out of sight. All that's left in the house is an angry Allie and little ol' me. This is going to be an interesting day.

"God! Continue to eat fat ass while you pretend you don't always fuck everything up." She snarls as she shoved past me. I look down at fuller figure and shrug my shoulders. I am not that unhealthy; to be exact I'm in my weight category for my height to be more specific.

"At least I have some meat on my legs unlike you chicken legs!" I yell from my spot as I munch on my turkey bacon.

"Fuck you fat fuck." Allie screams from her room. I walk as I chew on my special bacon and head for my room. As the last of the bacon is in my mouth, I open my door to get dressed for doomsday. I threw on my long sleeve Corpse Bride t-shirt dress, black netted tights, and my high topped Corpse Bride Vans. I put mascara on and let my hair flow down my back in its natural mess. I walk out of my room with my backpack on my shoulder. At the same time I enter the hall, so does Allie.

"Don't even fucking say a word to me." Allie grumbles out. I take in her appearance and see she has way too much make up caked on her face. She has the tiniest set of clothes on her body. The said clothes were microscopic shorts and crop top with her sandals. Her hair is straight and in place with a lot of help from hair spray.

"Where the hell are your clothes Allie? We're going to school not a damn strip club!" I wheeze out.

"I said not a word!" Allie screeches. She pulls her hand out to smack my face but my right hand catches her wrist.

"Tst tst. I'm not the same sister you can mess me. Try it again and I'll bust your face like you are Damien Black. Try me." I growl in a lower voice than usual. I watch as Allie stares at me in either horror or shock. Either one didn't bother me. I had a mission and it consists of a certain tall giant of a teenager. I walk out of the house with a silent Allie behind me. The keys to our car are firmly in my hand. I start the car up as Allie ventures to the passenger seat. I place the music on and back out of our driveway.

"Would you like to be dropped off a block away so you aren't seen with me or would you rather be seen with me?" I ask Allie who's silent as ever.

"I guess it's be seen with me. I'm not mean like you. I won't make you walk that distance." I take a jab at my own sister. We pull up to school and heads turn every which direction as students watch me park our car. I notice Damien's motorcycle at its usual spot.

So he's here today?!

I get out the car as Allie scurries to her friends. I walk towards the school and see Damien's back heading behind the school building towards the woods with a small group of his friends. I jog towards his retreating back. As I enter the woods, I nearly trip over a small fallen log on the ground. I let out of a small squeal, the hushed voices became silent from my squeal. As I round behind a large oak tree and come barreling into the back of Damien. I mean I literally smash my face into his back.

"Oof." I whisper like the wind as the air is knocked out of me. Damien turns around with a blunt in his mouth. His eyes become the size of golfballs as he see me.

"What are you doing here?" He questions.

"I could as you the same. But instead, I need to talk to you. Can you get that damn smelly thing out my face before I choke to death?" I grumble out. He passes the blunt to his friend and as he motions for me to follow him; my big mouth opens up on its own accord.

"What do you mean I'm your kryptonite, I'll be the death of you, and you're too dangerous for me?"

My hand slaps over my mouth in horror as I didn't want the whole group to hear but apparently my mouth had other things in mind.