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My Sister's Man 3
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 Created on 4-23-08
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Aprhrodite burst into the house and yelled for me. I hung my dish towel over my shoulder and walked slowly into the living room.
"Ugh, next time walk faster lazy. Go help Dad get my things out of the car," she demanded while her thumbs flew across the keys of her phone.
I rolled my eyes and walked out the door. I heard her screech and knew that she had met Logan. My dad was pulling massive amounts of bags out of the back seat of our Explorer. I patted my dog, Cyrberus, on the head and walked over to my dad.
"Why are you guys back so early and why does Aphro suddenly have a new wardrobe?" I asked.
"Don't say anything about it to Aphrodite or your mom, but she didn't get the modeling job, so we drove an extra thirty miles to the mall, so that she could get a consolation gift. Or gifts. And don't let your sister or your mom hear you calling her Aprho. You know that's bad publicity," he said.
I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Whatever. That is totally lame."
I helped my dad carry in my sisters twenty five bags of clothing and thirteen bags of shoes and accesories. Aprhodite was nearly on Logan's lap while my mom and him discussed the open room, but I knew he'd get it by the way Aprho was glaring at Mom. Her glare just said, "He is famous. You let him stay or a temper tantrum is coming."
When Mom agreed to let him stay, Aprho volunteered to give him a guided tour of our house and I 'volunteered' to carry his three suitcases up the stairs to his new room. His was across from Apollo's. In the upstairs there was two rooms, a bathroom, and a hall closet. Downstairs there were two rooms, a bathroom, kitchen, two living rooms, a hall closet, and a door to our large basement. The basement housed our old forgotten furniture (what I hadn't dragged off to my room) and our laundry room. I slept way upstairs in the attic.
It was by my own choice of course that I slept in the attic. It was much more peaceful than any of the downstairs, Aprho was afraid to go up there, and it had a beautiful view. Plus I could hear anything said in any room in the house. All of the air ducts led up to my room. All I had to do was cover all but the one I wanted to hear out of with a towel, and presto, I could hear every single word.
After I lugged Logan's thirty pound bags up the stairs, I went back downstairs to start dinner. That dinner was quite a fiasco!!
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Please Login to post comments| On April 25th 2008 xxixlovexyouxx Said : | |
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Kmp puh-lease ;] |
| On April 24th 2008 Darkrose3 Said : | |
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nice story! kmp |
| On April 23rd 2008 Panda224 Said : | |
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Lol, god this is funny. Kmp please. And I LOVE your use of Greek Gods/Goddesses names. :) |
