Why it sucks to be a daughter of a rich family: Chapter 25

Here's my update for my fan fic! XD

EDIT: A LOT OF PARAGRAPHS HAS BEEN DELETED! AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHO DID IT??!! BLOGGER!! WHY OH WHY???!!! T_______T Now this UPDATE IS USELESS! T_____T

Chapter 25: Day Dream

I looked out to Taco Bell and I saw that the girls that caused a lot of commotion inside were outside chitchatting with fellow fan girls, comparing who’s got the hottest picture of Calvin and the girl who kissed him was bragging about it. Why do I think so? ‘Cause the girl who kissed my cousin was in the middle chitchatting away about her “awesome-breathtaking -moment” with The Calvin Poynter. The-sixteen-year-old hot-stuff. He’s hot alright, even for a cousin. ;-)

I’ve been there. No, not kissing a celebrity but admiring one. :-) It was actually awesome to experience something like that, admiring a celebrity, I mean. It actually occupies your mind space for a whole while and it also gives you something interesting to do in the World Wide Web... I think we’ve all experienced this: collecting pictures of that certain celebrity. Hahah! Good times, good times. But it also eats up a lot of memory in your hard disk. >:[ Evil addiction! >_<>

Gosh. Ahhhhhhhhh! What is wrong with me? I continued running with my cousin but my mind was in the clouds. I can still remember her expression when I kissed her accidentally. She was like (O___O) and I was also like (O___O). Gosh. *blushes* We had our moment!!! This is love! If both kissers have the same expression such as (O___O), like in ours, it’s destiny working, man!!!

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When I came back at the hotel alone, I was still day dreaming about what had happened at the mall. I was still flying above the clouds. The guy that greeted make at the lobby was my twin brother. He had his arms crossed together.

“Oh hey, there, Doug.” I smiled dreamily as I passed him.

“Where have you been?” He asked austerely.

“At Calvin’s.” I answered still smiling as I decided to take a seat at the sofa.

“Calvin’s? Is he here? Don’t lie to me, man.”

“Oh he’s here, alright. He invited me to go to a TV station where he was gonna have his interview. Then Aunt Celine saw me and invited me to have tea. Then he asked me if I had a boyfriend.” Then I blushed.

“What did you say?”

“Of course I don’t have one!” I answered quickly. Then I turned to my right and muttered. “Because I have a girlfriend.” Then I chuckled.

I stood up and said, “Goodbye, Doug.”

Then he suddenly hugged me.

“Oh c’mon! I was only out for a few hours and you missed me?”

“I’m just glad you’re safe.” He said as he hugged me tighter. “Don’t scare me like that ever again! I don’t know what to do if I lose you, man. I don’t want to lose a twin. It will feel like I have lost the half of me.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re so corny!” then I smiled. “But I’m glad you feel that same, man. ‘Cause I feel the same way, too! I mean, what will happen to The Poynter Twins? It can’t just be The Poynter Twin, right?” then I hugged him back.

“Yeah, nothing can tear us apart.” He added.

“Speaking of nothing can tear us apart,” I parted with him. “What ever happened to our Joey-execution-mission-operation?”

“Joey-execution-mission-operation?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, that’s what I call it.” I tapped my foot impatiently as I crossed my arms together.

“Well you see, Cath. Joey isn’t THAT bad, after all.” He scratched his head and turned to the right to draw his attention to something else.

“WHAT?!!” I freaked out.

“Hey, I’m sleeping at the same room as his! Maybe he’s not what we think he is. He seems cool. And we get along pretty well. You know, maybe this step-brother thing might work out after all.” He shrugged.

“Might!! It’s ONLY a possibility!” I pointed out.

“Cath, Mister Zehr might be the only key to bring back Mom’s happiness. Can we at least get along with Joey, for Mom’s sake?” Dougie asked.

“I don’t want to answer that.” I answered dryly. “Ever.”

“I know you love Dad so much. We all did. And I know it pains you to see someone replacing Dad and—”

“NO ONE’S GOING TO REPLACE DAD—NO ONE!!!” I said in a very loud voice.

“Okay, okay. Just cool it, man. But please, think about it.” He said with sadness in his eyes then he went to the lift. “You coming?”

I sighed and went to join him.

“There’s going to be a practice for our tomorrow’s presentation. Be there at our room at eight o’clock sharp, okay?” Dougie said.

“Where are the guys?” I asked.

“Dressing up for tonight’s session?” He shrugged.

“I don’t feel very well tonight, man.” I rubbed my stomach.

“Stomach ache?”

“No, something worse.” I squinted. “It’s giving me vertigo.”

“Maybe you’re only constipated?” Dougie guessed.

“Whatever it is, it’s not good. I think I have to rest for the night.” I told him.

“I’ll accompany you to your room.”

“No, I can manage.” I stopped him. “I’ll be fine.”

Then the door opened and we were on our floor.

Dougie went to his room and there was I limping my way to our room. When I heard the door shut I let out a triumphant whisper. Booyah! He bought my act! Ahahha! I rock! Man, I’m so good. I didn’t know for someone like Doug, I didn’t know he could be tricked easily. All in a day’s work Cathrel.

As I opened our door I heard someone sobbing. I closed the door again and went to follow the sound. It brought me to a corner and I saw Alex sitting on the carpet sobbing away.

“Alex?” I called.

She continued sobbing as if she didn’t hear me.

I looked around to see if anyone was insight. I’m relieved no one was. The coast is clear.

I decided to sit beside her and asked her again, “Alex, tell me what’s wrong?”

“It’s… it’s… about a boy.” She managed to reply in between her sobs.

“Oh,” was all I could come up with.

“What’s the use of me telling you about it? You’re probably the last person who knows something about boys. I mean, you see them as your mates and I’m pretty sure you don’t hang out with their girls either.” She told me, very straight forward.

“Well, I do have a brother.” I said trying to sound optimistic.

She cried even more.

I’m not really good at giving advice since I am always the one who IS given advice! But giving advice to a friend? That is very something new to my world. I haven’t tried that before. N-E-V-E-R. Maybe because I suck at giving advices, I once gave an advice to a friend during kindergarten about a boy, and what had I told her? “Punch the boy in his nose till it bleeds! That’s the way you should get back at him after stealing your eraser!” And the poor boy ended up sleeping at the hospital the next day!! Nah-uh. No more advices from me. The consequences are very devastating.

“It is about your brother.” She sniffed and then cried even more.

O__O

“Okay…. What about the dimwitted-sixteen-year-old skater-dude-prodigy?” I asked politely. It’s called fishing out for details, mates!

“I saw him kissing a girl near the lobby hours ago!”

O__O

“Oh no, he didn’t!” I gasped.

Oh shoot! And I thought I was the twin who kissed someone hot today! Shoot! We are indeed twins! Whatever happens to me happens to him, too! Blast it! >:[

No fair!!!!