Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 68066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“I said, leave. You don’t know shit.” I wasn’t going to be the one to break the news that the happy little family she saw through the photos on the walls no longer existed.
“I’m just trying to help.”
“Then why don’t you go shake your ass on a pole where you belong, instead of at my house where nobody wants you,” I spoke the truth.
She frowned, unable to form words. Watching me back away with a much different expression on her face than the one she arrived with. Feeling the sense of loss because I’d won this round.
Me: 1
Mary Poppins: 0
Exactly how it was going to continue to stay.
Chapter 20
<>Harley<>
10-11
Dear Jackson “Creeper” Pierce,
It took my mom five hours to get out the gum u stuck in my hair when I was at your house the other day. You’re lucky I didn’t have to cut it off! Cuz I would have come for your balls!
You’re the biggest dick EVER.
I couldn’t even tell my mom it was u, so you’d be grounded FOREVER cuz u still have that stupid video! It’s been a month, u asshole! Just tell me what u want me to do, cuz I’m over this. I don’t care anymore. I’ll do whatever u want to stop this frustrating and extremely aggravating control u have over me!!!!
AND YES I’M SCREAMING AT U!
I’m so happy your nanny has stepped in and taken over pranking u. How many girly dance videos do u have, u creeper?! I bought new curtains this wkend, just in case u look into my room when I don’t know. The last thing I want is u recording a video of me naked or something.
I. Hate. U.
I just want u to know I laughed my ass off like the rest of the locker room, when I heard about the red Kool-Aid tampons she stuffed in your backpack. U deserve that and more. I can’t wait to see what she does to u next.
Not love,
Harley
P.S. Are u dating Kate now? I heard she has the gift that keeps on giving, and I hope u catch it and your willy falls off. Cuz we both know who owns your balls.
Me.
I do.
<>Jackson<>
Dear Harley “Peeping Tom” Jameson,
I was just trying to do u another favor. Your frizzy ass hair makes u look like a Poodle. Most of the time, I feel like I should be barking at u. I wish u had to cut your hair cuz maybe u would look better.
Probably not.
And yes, I do have the biggest dick EVER. I knew u noticed.
I haven’t figured out what I want u to do yet. There’re just way too many choices that will fuck with u. I want to make sure it’s nice and hard.
I couldn’t even tell u were screaming at me. Your loud ass mouth never shuts up. It’s hard to interpret when you’re speaking or shouting, so thanks for the heads up.
Don’t worry, I’d never creep into your room. I want to keep my eyesight, and if I ever saw u naked, I’d have to tear my own eyes out.
Not that there’s anything to see, but u know... That’s why I have tons of other dancing girls on my phone...
I hate u way more, Gremlin.
And again, don’t u worry, I paid my nanny back. This prank is the best one yet. I’m sure ‘Don’t Answer’ on her phone will appreciate it as much as I do.
With all my hate for u,
Jackson
P.S. Jealous, Harley? Who’s the one who holds your freedom in their hands?
Me.
I do.
I stuffed the letter in her locker at the end of the day and went straight home. Keeping my distance from the woman who had become my strongest opponent.
Camila.
Harley was good, but she was better.
Within the last month, our battles had taken a turn for the worst. During her second week at the house, I tricked her. The moment she stepped away from the food she was cooking to tend to my baby sister, I decided to play chef.
Dumping in three different bottles of hot sauce we had in the cabinets. She spent an hour in the bathroom throwing up from her nose and mouth.
The next day, she fed it to me for lunch without me realizing until it was too late. I spent an hour in the bathroom doing the same thing she was the day prior.
By the third week, I scribbled all over her notes from her anatomy class. Mary Poppins was going to school to be a nurse.
She failed her quiz the following day, which prompted her most recent attack on me. Planting Kool-Aid soaked tampons in my backpack for all to see in the locker room. I was the laughingstock of the school for the rest of the day.
I played it off like it wasn’t a big deal. I was Jackson Pierce, I could make anything look good.