{1} Hey Wait... That's Not Fair! You Can't Buy Me For 6 Months!

"DAKOTA! Are you even listening to me?!" Marissa snapped, waving her grilled cheese sandwich in front of my face.

"Huh, wait, what?" I said, finally coming out of my daze. I wasn't really paying attention to Marissa, even if she was my best friend! But sometimes, her sharing day dreams about the hotness of my twin brother wasn't pleasant listening to.

"I knew it. Why don't you ever listen to me?" she sighed, taking another bite of her sandwich.

Cause it's my TWIN brother? Could that be a possibility?! "I don't know, I just have a tendency to sort of, drift off mid-conversation. Sorry." I grinned. "You should know that already! You go through it everyday!"

The cafeteria suddenly burst into laughter as my twin brother, Skipper, suddenly shot out of his seat.

"SHIT! That was fucking sick man!" he groaned, wiping what appeared to be Chipotle sauce off his face.

You see, my brother was a HUGE stud in our school. He was the guy that EVERYONE wanted to be with. Leaving his poor little sister, me, to eat his dust. Nice way of putting it, isn't it?

Hannah sighed from beside me. I turned sharply to her, to see her eyes focused on one thing. My brother. ARGH! What is with everyone ADORING my brother?!

"Earth to Hannah!" I shouted, waving my hand frantically in front of her face. No movement. I sighed and picked up my stuff.

"I'm leaving guys. Talk to you later."

They only grunted in response. With defeat, I left the lunchroom, only to be called back by the one and only... Camron Simon?

Camron he was, well, one of Skipper's best friends, the other being Brenton O'Harris. The 3 of them together, could mean death if looks could kill.

I don't love my brother in some sickly incestual desires, but I have to admit, he'a pretty good looking guy. If he wasn't my brother, I'd probably say he was hot. But I won't.

Camron and Brenton were hot! Now that I'm allowed to say! The only problem being that they were basically my brothers, seeing how we've all grown up together as one happy family! Ha.

Ever since I met them when we were in kindergarten, they'd do anything to make me mad. They'd chop off my Barbie's head, pull at my braids, push me down the stairs, anything they knew that would bother me. And they did well, they did very well.

Anyway, I turned my attention back to Cam, with the entire lunchroom staring at me. "What?" I snapped at the onlookers. They immediately turned away. You see, being that I was THE Skipper Emerson's twin sister, I had a place in the school.

As other schools enjoyed putting it... "EhmaGOD! You're SKIPPER EMERSON'S TWIN SISTER!" No shit Sherlock...

I walked up to Cam, and I could still feel everyone's eyes on me. "Yeeeah?" I asked, checking my bookbag to see if anything fell out. I have a tendency to NOT close my bookbag, just leave it open. The zippers didn't close all the way, and plus it lightens the weight. Only problem is I WILL have chronic back pain when I'm a little old granny at the nearest nursing home. Score!

"How would you like it..." he began, and put an arm around my shoulder. He steered me away from watching eyes to the vending machines. A door with a small window blocked complete view, so we were good.

"How would I like what?" I asked, throwing his arm off.

"Don't like me much, do you?" he said, putting on a fake pout.

"No, I've always hated you." I laughed. "Continue on."

"Like I was saying before you interrupted-"

"Hey! I didn't interrupt! You interrupted yourself!"

Cam sent me a confused look. "You can't interrupt yourself."

"Yes you can."

"Since when?"

"Since... since I said so!"

Cam just sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Idiot. I'm not done yet. How would you react if I said we bought you for 6 months?"

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Hold it RIGHT there! What did you JUST say?!" I snapped.

"Oh shit." Cam muttered and backed away. "You see, um, this was sort of, your brother's idea..."

"SKIPPER'S?!" I screamed. Cam instantly covered my mouth with his hand.

"Damn it woman! Shut up!" I just stared at him hard and crossed my arms. He let go and turned back to the cafeteria. Everyone was looking at our direction.

"Okay, listen to me. We knew you'd be like this, that's why Skipper suggested to throw in the money. I KNOW you're in desperate need of it."

I sighed in defeat. He was right, I was in desperate need. After a huge shopping spree with Marissa, Hannah and Kaylee, I was completely and utterly broke. I couldn't find a single job in this little town.

"How much are we talking here?" I finally said.

"Good, good." he said, rubbing his hands together. "Well, let's see. Since it's for 6 months, we'll make it a pretty high price. How about... $2400? Does that sound good?"

I made a low whistle and put a finger up to my chin. I had already made my decision, but I wanted to make him fret. It was hilarious to see his reactions. "That's a lot. $400 a month... shit."

"No shit Sherlock. If you agree, we start next week October 1. The contract lasts till April 1."

"If I agree that is. So tell me, how did this start up?"

"Let's not talk about that." he growled and flipped off a dancing Brenton.

"Why not? I mean, if I agree to do this, I'll basically be your own little slave, isn't that right?" Then it struck me. "Hold on! What the hell am I supposed to do? You buy me, what do you do?"

"I thought you'd ask. We go out. For 6 months."

"Wait, me. You." I pointed at the two of us. "Going. Out? Like, out out? Not just out?"

Cam stared at me with a baffled look. "You know you're not making any sense right?"

"Yeah, I realized. So us going out for 6 months will get me $2400? That's it?"

"Yeah, but we actually have to go out and shit. There's a tiny catch, but that I can't tell you. You'll need to figure it out for yourself."

"Ugh, I'm sick of your little games. Just shut up and I'll do it."

His mouth instantly shut and I stood there for who knows how long before I sighed in defeat. I guess he was pretty desperate in doing this. "Fine. I'll do it."

"Yes! Thank you!"

Suddenly, a loud BANG rumbled through the door. I shot my head up to see someone's ass in the door window. Brenton was currently mooning us... and unfortunately for him, he didn't see Principal Topher standing there in absolute shock.

Now this was going to be hilarious...
Did you like? I thought this would be fun to write.
Did you like it? I hope you did. And if any of you are wondering about my username, I do NOT use ecstacy!!!!! My boyfriend told me that when you're on ecstacy and you go raving, it looks really cool. Since you're high. And it only looks that way with ecstacy. I would try it, but I"m not that way.

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