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Episode One:
Sequence A.
*Sizzling sound*
"I've been meaning to tell him lately about our no-sex policy but he doesn't want to listen. I mean, we just met. But we don't fuck, we don't kiss.. What are we meant to do then? It's like I'm with a bot that is with me only to keep me in check..."
Playing around with the eggs as she adds up veg oil in the pan, a young twirly girl was frying herself a scrambled egg.
Fuming on the side is her adoptive bestie that hated her friend's barking about her hopeless romantic slash sex life.
"Stop joking and be careful! Boiled oil is jumping on your arms right now.. Doesn't it hurt?"
"I won't. I mean, it doesn't hurt. I have never been hurt.. But I get what you are saying. I should not focus on the superfluous stuff and go straight to the point. Getting around the edges will only get me deceived reactions..."
The smoking bestie, surprised, wanted to laugh at the unrealness of her friend.
"I, for sure, didn't mean that. And you are still doing it. You are talking but you are the only one listening to yourself. You are not sharing your words.. You bitch..."
"I'll confront him tonight! I can't live this life forever.. I want a man that will give me money, sex and the good stuffs you know..."
Jokingly said the twirly girl as she ignored her bestie, who just insulted her for being a conceited one.
"My scrambled eggs are good.. Want some, Danielta?"
As the twirly girl asked her bestie, the latter responded with a fake smile since she knew that the twirly girl didn't really give a fuck about her.
"Nah, I'm good, T."
Sequence B.
"I've been meaning to tell....We don't.. We don't... Bla-bla..."
Listening from another room, a tired-as-hell teeny boy waking up from a drunkard party that went on yesterday.
Growling at the headache and the puke taste in the mouth, he was still proud of the night he spent.
"That was the best shit!"
Relunctantly waking his sweaty body, he soon realised that a girl was next to his.
Naked, the boy was astonished to have landed a 'bunda' of that size in his room.
He could not not feel the woman's body before getting up.
Walking to his wardrobe, the boy put on some casual clothes he found and got in the kitchen where his sister was.
"Nah, I'm good, T.."
"But I do want some of it.. Hi Daniel! Hi sis.. What's up? I could hear something about sex in my room.."
Nitpicking from his sister's bowl, the boy ate some of the scrambled eggs before asking what happend.
"Girl stuff. You won't understand.. How about the girl that came in with you last night? She seemed drunk enough to not be sane. I wonder how she'll react now, knowing she slept with a Sixteen year old boy.."
"Don't start with that. I'm mano enough to be seen like one. And my sex life is mine to deal with. I don't expect her to like me anyway. Plus, we won't be talking to each other as soon as she leaves this place.--Wow! That's good, Sis! I can't believe you managed to make eat-able eggs.. You've surpassed yourself this time!"
Receiving a slap on the back for making fun of his sister, the boy chuckled at the pain.
Right after he tasted the eggs of his sister[¿], the boy returned to his room, satisfied.
He stole the nutrients of his rival and was good to skip the breakfast for a good one more hour.
As he closed the door, he instantly knew that the air was different.
It was fragrant and fruitier.
As he brought his attention to his bed, it was empty.
Looking around, the woman was already gone.
"..Looks like one pain in the ass was already dealt with.. Let me call Jackson; the guy got a car.."
*Phone connecting sound: tu-tu-tu]
*Ka-chK*
But Jackson didn't pick up.
Frustrated at the turn of events, the boy understood that he had to take the bus now..
"Shite.."
Sequence C.
*Slapp-ed*
Huslting awake from the slap that resonated, the woman that was on the boy's bed jolted off the bed.
A certain dose of migraine and sweat problem later, she tried to make sense of everything that occurred to her.
"...Think, Roselta! You got drunk after taking in two fruity vodka shots-Your sister Danielta met her match and they made out in the toilet-You got more Fruity Vodka Shots and then.... Dimwit Roselta! I kissed the only handsome guy I saw.."
Realising she wasn't in her place and ashamed of the manners from last night, Roselta was on the verge of crying.
"Don't get shaken up, Roselta. You've been trained for moments like this..
Reminscing the training she received from ages ago, Roselta cleaned her index and middle finger with the alcohol that was near and started to stick it out in her throat.
Gagging continuously, she finally vomited last night's dinner.
"..bblerrgh... Awful!"
Having shite on the piece of cloth she tore from her crop top, Roselta threw the dirt away in the bin.
Wiping her mouth, she clapped herself for being strong.
"Time to get out of here now.. I can't be seen here.. My reput would take a hit otherwise..."
As she heard footsteps closing in, she instinctively jumped out the window and started running..
"Ha! Haha!! Hahaha!!! Fuck this! I'm not a virgin anymore!!"
Her name was Roselta, the cadet daughter of the Penton Family.
Owning more than 98% of the Mine Penton Corporation, they were the kings of Cloverville.
A small town in the south of London.
And as the daughter of The Penton Family, Roselta was often seen as The Real Deal Of The Family.
As a matter of fact, she had to take in so much bullshit that she concluded that if she was the idol, people would stop trying to ridicule her.
*Dr~iii~ng*
A few minutes later, Roselta found herself back at the boy's home.
Reason: "I forgot my purse.. It's got my money and everything innit, So..."
Author's Note: She forgot to tell you, but Roselta is a dimwit sometimes.
The door opened and what appeared first wasn't what he expected.
Her older sister eating scrambled eggs...
"...ah.. Why are you here, midget?"
The least person Roselta expected was her big sister, Danielta opening the door of the boy she just had a night with.
"...SIS! I mean, hey sis! I obviously knew that you would be here.."
"..Sure..?."
And suddenly, it kicked in for Roselta.
She was fucked.
"Stop being weird, midget.. Get in. Did you follow me here?--Cause' I never shown you around. I hope Mom didn't send you to spy on me... That woman is ready to do anything to get my attention."
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to be continued ¿