Neighbor from Hell

Trip to New York: Part I

“Are you still giving me the silent treatment?” Mikey asked, pausing by the car door as Trevor finished buckling in.

When Sebastian continued to ignore her, Mikey sighed, shifted her attention to him and-

“Fine. Then you may have the honor of acting as my seat,” she said with a long-suffering sigh and a regal wave of her hand that had his lips twitching.

“I’m honored,” Trevor said dryly as he shifted to get more comfortable before reaching down and plucking the tiny thing off the ground and settling her on his lap.

“I knew you would be,” Mikey said with a sniffle and a dismissive nod as she settled back with a sigh and absently began rolling her favorite baseball between her hands while she pointedly ignored her best friend seething next to them.

The Counter Plan Part IV

“You know, I really thought that your father and Uncle Darrin would have won after they pulled out the handcuffs,” Sebastian said, looking thoughtful as Mikey sat there, going for what she hoped was a friendly smile as she pushed the rest of her fries towards the two men glaring at her.

Without a word, Uncle Jason and Uncle Trevor reached over and helped themselves to her fries as they sat there…seething. That really was the only way to describe it, Mikey thought as she glanced past the two men that in retrospect, she should have offered the tickets to when she had the chance, and spotted Aunt Haley sitting with Uncle Jared several booths over, enjoying a quiet, glare-free lunch.

Swallowing hard, Mikey shifted her gaze back to the two men glaring at her and-

“I love you?” she said with a hopeful smile as she pushed the rest of her burger their way only to have Sebastian reach over and take it.

 

Two Chronicles in One & An ARC Giveaway

“What’s going on?” Mikey asked, swallowing nervously as she glanced from her Uncle Eric and Uncle Trevor standing at the bathroom door in front of her to look back and-

“I told you that you were the weakest link,” Sebastian said, as Uncle Jason dropped him on his feet in front of him, effectively trapping them in the bathroom, which reminded her…

“Umm, I’m in here for a reason,” she said, gesturing towards the toilet.

Eyes narrowing, Uncle Trevor and Uncle Eric stepped back as one and closed the bathroom door for her as she glanced back just in time to see Uncle Jason grab hold of Sebastian’s shirt and pulled him out of the bathroom before closing the bathroom door behind him. She stood there for another minute, before she shrugged it off and locked both bathroom doors and used the bathroom. Once she was finished, she washed her hands, grabbed a baseball magazine from the stack that she kept under the sink, a few towels, and climbed into the tub where she settled in for the night.

The Counter Plan: Part II & Giveaway

“Can’t…breathe…” Mikey managed to get out, as she shoved her best friend’s arm off only to end up grunting when it came right back, trapping her on the small bed.

She should kick him.

She really should, Mikey thought as she turned her head to glare at him only to find him glaring at her.

“No,” Sebastian said firmly, making her frown.

“But I didn’t say anything,” she pointed out.

“No,” he repeated.

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The Counter Plan: Part I

“What are you doing?” Mikey couldn’t help but wonder, as she looked up from her phone to find her best friend, who she was almost ninety-nine percent sure had already left for the night, checking to make sure that her window was locked.

“Checking,” Sebastian mumbled absently, as he double-checked the lock only to sigh, shake his head and open the window so that he could look outside.

“For what?” she asked, shifting to get more comfortable on her bed as she watched her best friend, who was clearly in the middle of some sort of mental breakdown, close her window, lock it and…double-check to make sure the lock was working before he moving onto the next window.

“For Uncle Jason,” Sebastian said, making sure the other window was locked before turning around and heading towards her closet.

“And you think he’s hiding in my closet?” Mikey asked, unable to help but frown as she watched Sebastian turn around with a sigh and check beneath her bed.

Teacher of the Year: Part IV

“The Magna Carta?” Sebastian said, not sounding all that sure as he sent Haley a questioning look.

“No,” Haley mumbled weakly, looking like she was going to be sick.

“The Mayflower Compact?” Sebastian guessed, as Jason stood there watching his wife open her mouth to respond only nothing came out.

“That’s wrong, Sebastian, but good try,” Jason said with a sympathetic smile.

“Oh,” Sebastian said, as his shoulders slumped in defeat as he sent another worried glance in Haley’s direction and Jason couldn’t help but notice the panicked expression on her face.

Teacher of the Year: Part III

“Why don’t we pick teams?” Haley suggested, but there was just something about the way she did it…

“Fine. You go first,” Jason said, as his gaze flickered from his wife who was up to something to Nicholas and Andrea, the best students in school, knowing that she was going to pick them first.

But that was fine, because he had a plan. He’d pick whichever one of them that she didn’t, then handpick the rest of his team, making sure that he picked the students with the best memories first. Once he had his team assembled, he’d focus his questions on dates and-

 

Teacher of the Year: Part II Chronicle

“What are you really doing here?” Jason demanded once they were in the hallway.

“I missed you,” Haley said, nodding her head solemnly as she pushed her glasses back up her nose and added, “So much.”

“And the cupcakes?” he asked as his eyes narrowed on the little liar.

“I was hungry.”

“So, you brought cupcakes for the whole class?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that his class was staying out of trouble.

“It was the polite thing to do.”

Teacher of the Year: Part I and A Chance to Win

“I just feel as though you could have put a little more effort in when you decided to cheat,” Jason said, wondering where he went wrong as he glanced up from the quiz that he’d given on the American Revolution to find the student that really should have known better, standing in front of him, looking at a loss for words.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Adam, a kid who really should have known better, said as he did his best to try to appear innocent.

“Look,” Jason said, tossing the quiz back on his desk with a sigh, “if you’re going to cheat in my classroom, then you might want to consider changing the answers into your own words.”

“But, I didn’t-”