I took a small sip of her milkshake and slipped off her headphones trying to concentrate on finding a flaw on Ryan Phillippe’s face. it cant be done I thought laughing to herself.
Suddenly two hands covered my eyes and I smiled. “guess who” a muffled yet
familiar voice said.
”Santa Claus, is that you? Christmas is like not for months!” I said giggling.
”Nope, try again” a clearer voice said.
”how about ...hmm.....Brandon?”
”darn who told you?” Brandon said uncovering my eyes.
I smiled at him, he has the cutest mole on the left side of his face, about 10 centimeters from his nose, but more near his mouth. He had rough dark drown hair, and these really pretty blue eyes. Brandon has always been her best friend, since she could walk, they were always getting into trouble.
“So, what does Detective Cynthia want to do today?” Brandon said smiling, and he has a small dimple that shows when he does.
“Want to solve a crime, scooby?”
Brandon howled like a coward, just as Scooby Doo, would.
“Go eat your Scooby Snacks! I’m busy!” I said trying to sound like I wanted him to leave, which i didnt.
“Oh, does Looking at magazines with Ryan Phillippe in them count as being busy?” He replied.
“Yes it does! So bug off!” I playfully said trying to push him out of my small baby blue room.
“then im taking Mr. Teddy!” He said picking up my favorite old brown teddie bear.
“Not Mr. Teddy!!!!” I said softly karate kicking him. “Hi ya! Take that, and that” i
said kicking him and again laughing.
” ok, ok, I’m leaving.” he said, pretending to wave a white flag.
“oh, so soon? I was hoping you could stay for tea and crumpets!” I told him.
“but you.........women!” he mumbled.
“us women What?” i defensively added.
“You women cant make up your mind about anything!” He said showing his dimple.
” And you men dont know when you arent wanted!” I said kicking him again. He stumbled out of my room and stuck his tounge out at me.
..................................................Later................................................................
“Mom, can I have some money, Brandons Birthday is in 2 weeks! I need to go to the mall and get him something!” I said to my mom at diner. Its a small house, my mom, my brother who is 17, and me(14).
”Oh, what are you going to get him, and how much is it going to cost?” She asked.
”I dont know, thats why i need to go to the mall and Look! I think it will be around
like 20 bucks, cuz he IS going to be 15.”
The next day..........................
“Sara! That dress is hideous! And we are shopping for Brandon
remember?”I teased her as she held up a purplish dress with yellow flowers.
”Its not that ugly, i kinda like it. And i know we are shopping for
Bran-Bran!”(Bran Bran is his nick name we gave him, cute huh?) Sara replied.
”Whatever you say, whatever you say....” I remarked heading out of the store and
near Sam Goodys
“What CD has he been wanting? Gosh I wish Bran-y was here!!!”I whined.
Bran-y is another one of his nick names(like BRAN-E).
”Speak of the devil! Here he comes!”Sara said popping out of nowhere and
totally feaking me out.
”Gosh girl, dont scare me like that!” I put down the Limp Bizkit CD I had in
my hand.
”Looking for some N Sync CDs little girl, they arent in the L section.” Brandon
said pointing to where there was a N.
”Bite me Brandon!” I said rolling my eyes.
”sure!” he said biting my ear. I swatted him away and squeled “dont!”
I left the store, Brandon sure is annoying sometimes. I headed over to the food court. More Please!!!