~Test of Your Sanity 1~
�AJ MCLEAN, GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!!� Heather yelled.
After a couple minutes, the tattoo covered man walked slowly into the living room.
Heather held up a wet, shredded sock. �What the hell did your dog do to my sock?!�
�Um, shred it?�
�God AJ. Get your dumb dog under control!� she cried angrily.
That dog was always on her nerves, biting and chewing everything. It often made disasters much bigger than he was.
�SORRY!� he called after me.
She shook my head and went into her room, making sure that nothing else of hers was eaten or slobbered on. She hauled the suitcase down the stairs to where AJ was sitting on the couch, talking to his Shitzu.
�Ok. Let�s go,� she said, throwing the suitcase on the other 3.
AJ stood up and grabbed a suitcase, which happened to be the lightest one of them all, and walked out the door. �Ok. C�mon.�
Heather rolled her blue eyes and grabbed the other 2 heavy suitcases, followed by her Tabby kitten Allison. She loaded the suitcases into the BMW. Then she scooped up her cat and got into the passenger seat next to AJ. Luckily, JD was in the back along with Panda, Bear, and Vegas. Seat-belted. This guy is nuts about his dog.
�C�mon!� Heather urged. �We�re gonna be late!�
�Ok, ok!� AJ said. He started the vehicle and backed out of her driveway, onto the road. Then he burst down the road, making Heather grip the handle on the door. He stopped abruptly at a red light, throwing them both against the seat.
By now, Heather�s red hair was blown in all directions, her breathing heavy, and her knuckles white from gripping so hard. She glared at the older man. �Haven�t you ever heard of a SPEED LIMIT?!�
AJ grinned. �Sorry.�
Before she could respond, the car took off again and she screamed, grabbing the door again.
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�You�will�die!� she panted, her heartbeat finally getting back to normal.
AJ just stood there, looking down at her bent over form. He pet his dog, then walked into the house, followed by Allison.
After she caught her breath, she stood up and walked into the huge mansion. She didn�t pay attention to the luxurious decorations and furniture because she had seen it so many times before.
She finally made it to the living room where the guys and her friend Jessie were. She plopped down next to her.
�Hey,� Jessie greeted. �You finally made it.�
�I had a little problem with transportation,� she said, glaring angrily at AJ, who smiled sheep-ishly.
�How many times do I have to tell you?� Kevin asked AJ. �You drive SLOWLY with ladies in your car!�
�Well soorry!� AJ defended. �Is it MY fault that the girl can�t handle a little action?�
Heather�s jaw dropped and she stomped over to him. She grabbed a handful of his dark brown hair and pulled.
�HEY!� AJ shouted, grabbing his head.
Heather let go and sat back down, dusting off her hands. �Mission accomplished.�
�Gimme five!� Jessie shouted, slapping her hand.
Heather smiled.~Chapter 2~