Adrian Armstrong (Sequel to Jakob Danger), chapter 3
"Adrian, go get me some ice cream and mayo please baby boo," my mother said. I cringed with embarrassment at the pet name.
"Uh. That's disgusting mom," I replied.
"Honey. I need it. Go get it NOW," she said with a slight hint of venom in her voice.
"Mhm. There, no disagreeing with her when she uses that voice Adrian," my dad said, and wrapped his arm around her waist, large with the new babies, and kissed her hard on the lips.
"Wanna go for a few more?" I said rudely before slamming the door in both of there faces.
If It was one thing I hate, it was getting interrupted when I was bashing out on my drums. I made my way over the gate of our neighborhood. We lived in a gated community. Because when my dad bought my mom a big ass house to raise me, and knock her up a few more times, People actually slept on the lawn. So, into the community where looks and money were the most important thing on most of the shallow, over fed ego, minds of the rich. Most people, shoved all rich kids , and people into a category. That we didn't care about anything, and that we never had to work a day in our lives. I had a job. I dug ditches. Along with the rest of the kids I knew.
I played a solo game of, 'Kick the can' for a few blocks. Then I noticed a girl. I looked up. She was really...I don't know...Just really angelic. She wore all black though. But her face was the face of an angel. I was curious of why she had a plastic tiara on her head, but hey, she was pretty.
I saw her turn into the seven eleven. I quickly followed. But hey, who wouldn't follow a pretty girl into a store? I searched around the isles. Looking for hear blonde head.
"Who are you looking for Aide?"
I turned and saw the face of my best friend I have ever, or will ever have. Eric.
"Awwh. Nothing. I just saw a pretty girl walk in..."
He laughed. "Damn Dude. You're a regular ladies man. Don't you got..3 girls after you already?". I punched him in the arm.
He laughed again. "If you mean that blonde chick, people call her princess. And she's a total tease. She broke up with he boyfriend about a year ago, and I've been all over her since. Won't even bat a pretty little eyelash at me. She is so out of your league it isn't funny."
I glared at him. I stood on my tip toes. Then I saw her. Well, half of her. All I saw was a head and breasts. But hey, I was 15. What more could a guy ask for? A voice made me jump.
"Ohhh...hey Violet...Uhm...No... I'm not looking at her."
"Uh. That's disgusting mom," I replied.
"Honey. I need it. Go get it NOW," she said with a slight hint of venom in her voice.
"Mhm. There, no disagreeing with her when she uses that voice Adrian," my dad said, and wrapped his arm around her waist, large with the new babies, and kissed her hard on the lips.
"Wanna go for a few more?" I said rudely before slamming the door in both of there faces.
If It was one thing I hate, it was getting interrupted when I was bashing out on my drums. I made my way over the gate of our neighborhood. We lived in a gated community. Because when my dad bought my mom a big ass house to raise me, and knock her up a few more times, People actually slept on the lawn. So, into the community where looks and money were the most important thing on most of the shallow, over fed ego, minds of the rich. Most people, shoved all rich kids , and people into a category. That we didn't care about anything, and that we never had to work a day in our lives. I had a job. I dug ditches. Along with the rest of the kids I knew.
I played a solo game of, 'Kick the can' for a few blocks. Then I noticed a girl. I looked up. She was really...I don't know...Just really angelic. She wore all black though. But her face was the face of an angel. I was curious of why she had a plastic tiara on her head, but hey, she was pretty.
I saw her turn into the seven eleven. I quickly followed. But hey, who wouldn't follow a pretty girl into a store? I searched around the isles. Looking for hear blonde head.
"Who are you looking for Aide?"
I turned and saw the face of my best friend I have ever, or will ever have. Eric.
"Awwh. Nothing. I just saw a pretty girl walk in..."
He laughed. "Damn Dude. You're a regular ladies man. Don't you got..3 girls after you already?". I punched him in the arm.
He laughed again. "If you mean that blonde chick, people call her princess. And she's a total tease. She broke up with he boyfriend about a year ago, and I've been all over her since. Won't even bat a pretty little eyelash at me. She is so out of your league it isn't funny."
I glared at him. I stood on my tip toes. Then I saw her. Well, half of her. All I saw was a head and breasts. But hey, I was 15. What more could a guy ask for? A voice made me jump.
"Ohhh...hey Violet...Uhm...No... I'm not looking at her."
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