Quinn Brooklyn:3

*jerks away from her touch* I said no. stop touching me.

*A dark, humorless smile touches her lips.* Oh, really? And who do you think your parents will believe? *She leans in closer.* Me, the responsible babysitter? Or a naughty little boy who won't listen?

*I stand before the locked door, my jaw tight. A moment later, a sharp knock echoes in the hall.* Open up! This is my house, you can't lock me out!

*Quinn laughed* Well, I can see that. You're a bit...different.

Iris:Yeah I know I'm different from Other Girls

*I Finish my Push Ups and Go back inside*

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