Never Going to Fall, If I Already Did by Amber Foster (whitelam books .txt) 📕

said.

"Yes!" I shouted. I walked back over to the couch and sat back down.

"No, period." Colt said and I crossed my arms. I turned to the window and sighed. It was raining. I just love rain. The sound of it and how it makes a person-

DARN. I distracted myself.

"Please." I begged.

"No, Izzy."

"Yes."

"No."

I smirked and said,"No."

"Fine." Colt smiled at me.

"Really?" I clapped my hands like a madwoman.

"No."

Darn.

"You're impossible." I stated. I huffed and started to play with Tyson's hair. I guess because I was bored and his hair was just sitting their teasing the heck out of me. Ty turned his head toward me and sent me a questioning look. I shrugged and stopped.

I curled back into a ball once again and sighed as the rain fell harder. It started to thunder and I whimpered. I kinda was afraid of thunder storms and the only person that knew was my brother. I attended to keep it that way but I was in a room filled with guys. I slung my feet off of the couch and was about to stand when the power went out.

"What the flip!" I yelled as I stood up completely. I whimpered as another loud thunder echoed outside.

"Izzy, are you okay?!" Colt asked and I could hear the worry in his tone.

I began to walk toward his voice and I ended up tripping off what seemed to be the coffee table. I landed on top of a hard but warm figure. I froze for a couple seconds, which it turned out to be a minute. I was too scared to move a muscle or even think for that matter.

The person whispered in my ear,"What are you doing?" I concentrated on the guy underneath me instead of the thunder that made me whimper every second of my life.

"I'm raping you." I said, sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and mentally slapped my self when I remembered they couldn't see me. The guy gentle picked me up and laid me beside.

"Izzy?" He asked. Another loud thunder boomed making me whimper even louder than I had before and I dug my nails into the arm that sat against mine.

"Izzy?" The voice repeated and I closed my eyes, trying to block out everything.

"Y-yes." It barely came out as a whisper.

"Are you okay?" He asked me and I shook my head no. Then I face-palmed my head when I remembered that they couldn't see me. I was about to respond but my brother yelled,"Izzy!"

"What?!' I yelled.

The thing that made me want to strangle myself was that it came out more shaky than I wanted it to. I loosened my grip on the arm I was digging my nails into for the past two minutes and let out the breath I had been holding.

"Where are you?!" Colt yelled from my right and I heard a thump. I chuckled and jumped when something touched my back. "Hey, Watch it?!" I shouted.

"Uh. Sorry." Diego muttered as his foot removed from my back.

"You better be." I spat at him.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and touched the screen. A bright light flashed on and I turned it towards my nail digging victim. "Er-Sorry, Ty." I whispered. His face scrunched and he slightly gave me a smile. The light had turned off and I sighed.


A candle was lit and sat down on the coffee table. I stood up and began to walk again but I fell over another figure. Falling wasn't the best thing in my brother's house. We had way too much crap lying around (you would be amazed what you could find just laying around).

I fell to the floor with a loud thump. I groaned and kicked the figure in the side. Well, hopefully it was their side.

"Ow." Holden pouted.

"Aw, pour baby." I teased him.

I slowly sat up and hugged my knees.

Can this day get any worse?

A thunder boomed once again making me flinch and shove my head into my knees. I let out a low whimper. Low enough for nobody to hear.

I guess it can.

After several movement noises, candles were lighting the entire living room. I let out a sigh and stood up. Colt rushed over to me and hugged me. I groaned knowing his friends were giving him the are-you-crazy look. Thankful I just didn't care at the moment.

"Colt?" I finally said.

"Hmmm." Was his response and I rolled my eyes.

"I can't breathe." I told him and he finally let me go. He stepped back and sighed in relief.

"Holden?" Diego whispered as he placed his hand on Holden's arm. He started to rubbed his arm and smile weirdly at him. Holden turned his head to look at Diego and said,"Dude, are you assaulting my arm?"

I balled my hand into a fist and pressed it to my mouth to keep from laughing. No, Diego wasn't gay. He just was lifting the tension in the room.

Seriously?

I was freaking out from thunder, Colt looked like he just gave birth(No, I'm serious), Ty's arm looked like hell from where I dug my nails into him, I kicked Holden in the stomach when I tripped over him (he clearly deserved it though), and Diego was actually the normal one.

Pretty much the entire cause was because of me. I worried Colt, I hurt Holden and Ty, and for the first time I did nothing to Diego. Surprising, since we prank each other constantly.

"Aw, you know you like it." Diego teased Holden. Holden rolled his eyes and punched Diego in the arm.

"Dude, stop touching me. It's just weird." Holden told Diego.

"But you're my bitch." Diego told Holden as he pushed his finger in his face.

I chuckled and said,"If anything Diego, you're mine." Before he could respond, I ran up the stairs and dashed down the hallway to the very last room on the left. I shut my door and locked it for safe reasons.

Diego has a thing for putting hair dye in my shampoo and conditioner bottles. I once had to deal with going to school with hot pink hair for a week. I got him back by putting dye in his toothpaste. I got to say his teeth are great orange. That leads me to my red hair.

Once upon a time, it was a wavy dark brown and then came along Diego.

I laughed at the memory as I found my way to my bed and slid under the covers. I closed my eyes and smiled.

God, I forgot I have school tomorrow.

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A/N: Hey guys!!!! :D I've finally edited this chapter and posted it on wattpad.com.
Yupp C: I got it on there. I will update on this book more often on there than on here. I might add a chapter on there and then the next day I'll update it on here. :)

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Chapter Two: Why are you, um, wearing.....pink?

    My face felt hot from the sun light coming from my window. My clothes I had been wearing clung to my skin as I slowly sat up and rubbed the drowsiness from my eyes. My eyes fluttered- Yes, I said fluttered- open and I scanned my room. Although, I caught a few things missed place and knowing that I had absolutely locked my door that Diego had, in fact, climbed the tree beside my window and climbed into my room to god knows what.

     It frightens me to know that some weirdo, like Diego, would just climb through a girl's window at night while they are asleep. I could just imagine that stupid devilish grin as he planted his stupid prank in my room and then the next time I see him he would just drop to ground and laugh like a high pitch girl.

 I was still barely awake when I spotted my digital clock blinking three horrible numbers I hated the most.

7:55 a.m.

     I clenched my fist and jumped out of my bed. Unfortunately, my foot got caught in the covers and tripped me. I was sent to the floor with a loud thud and my face being slammed onto the floor. I groaned as I slid my hands under me and pushed myself back up to my feet.  Rubbing my now hurt face and taking a step forward, I happen to be even more clumsy by stepping on a empty plastic bottle and flying backwards towards the floor once again.

     My back hit the floor knocking all the air out of me. I gasped air in a few seconds later and laid there for a minute then finally decided to slowly stand back up. I turned my head back to the clock and in a matter of seconds I had ran into my closet, which caused me to have a mini heart attack when I found out that all my clothes had disappeared and pink girly clothes substituted them.

"Diego." I muttered harshly through my heavy breaths I was taking trying to calm down. 

That stupid ass-wipe had done this. 

Instead of muttering unpleasant words all day, I grabbed a pair of pink shorts and light(ish) pink floral pattern shirt from the hook. I threw them over my arm and rushed into the bathroom to change. *-*-* "Izzy?" A familiar voice said behind me as I struggled to keep my stupid chemistry book in my arms with the rest of my class books. I muttered a few curse words and turned around a bit too fast. My books had dropped from my arms and scattered everywhere in front of me. I groaned and looked up to meet Holden's eyes. "What?" I snapped at him and I bent over to pick up the books.  A few seconds of silence and me picking up my books. Holden bent over beside of me and helped me pick up my books. 

"Why are you, uh, wearing.....pink?" Holden started and I looked up at him. "I mean, uh, not that you don't look good. You look more than good. Not that I find you attractive or anything. Oh, I really didn't mean it like that. Have you seen colt? I haven't really saw-" "Holden!" I cut him off from his blabbering. He gulped and rubbed the back of his neck. 

"Yes?" Holden's voice came out as a whisper. I rolled my eyes and shoved my books into my open locker.  "What's up?" I asked him and he sighed.  "IjustbeenwonderingifmaybeyourfriendisfreeonSaturday." Holden quickly said and shoved his hands in his pocket after.  I scrunched my nose and closed my locker. "Huh?" 

Holden