Knot Your Basic B*tch (High Fructose Corn Syrup Verse) by Miyo Hunter EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Miyo Hunter
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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CHLOE
GOD, all I wanted was just a little bit of peace and quiet.
Rose, my youngest sister, was screaming at the top of her lungs
because Zane had taken the last of her favorite yogurt.
Zane was holding both hands up like he was warding off a storm,
“There’s two cups of strawberry and three blueberry in—”
He was cut off by more screams like she was being murdered. I don’t
know why Zane was trying to reason with a three and a half year old,
anyway.
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Just one. One quiet morning. That was all that I was asking for.
I sighed, abandoning the last of my cereal, tipping the rest in the
trash. It was just too loud. Two of my brothers and one of my moms
had popped into the kitchen to see what was happening.
I was halfway out of the room as she started screaming again.
Pointing her chubby fingers at Zane. “He took it! He promised he
wouldn’t, and he took it!”
There didn’t seem to be much hope of this not turning into an even
bigger thing.
It really didn’t seem to me like a huge ask. Just a little bit of quiet. A
little bit of space. But growing up in a pack with two moms and six
dads made that completely impossible.
Why was having a quiet morning so hard? It’s all I was asking for.
This day shouldn’t be so crazy already. It was only eight in the
morning.
Back in my room, I reached for my noise canceling headphones, but
it wasn’t on my desk. Or knocked on to the floor. I doubted it would be
under my bed, but a quick look confirmed it.
Who touched my stuff? This time?
“Cash, do you know where my headphones are?”
“Laundry room!” He yelled in my general direction.
The groan I made could only be described as the enraged battle cry
of a wild hippo.
Cash took them sometimes to listen to music. Just grabbed them off
my desk when he wanted to go workout.
If he just used them, and then put them back where he found them,
that would be fine. But no. Too many times he’d forget. Dumping them
in a pile of his sweaty gym clothes.
So maybe I was counting down the days until I was off to college
and old enough to go out into the world. Get a room that I don’t have
to share.
In my secret dreams, there was nothing better than being able to just
sit in a quiet room. Maybe with a cup of peppermint tea, and a good
book. Plenty of betas got to have quiet office jobs. I could be something
like a secretary, for some calm job. Like the front person at a small
dentists’ office. Or maybe a librarian.
Something perfectly boring.
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