《F.A.N.G.S | BOOK I》Chapter 39: Lunch
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3rd Person POV
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Celeste was focused and the two other twins wasn't. They were upset because Celeste didn't sit with them
When the lecture was finished, the two eas about to go towards their sister but all of a sudden a lot of boys and girls went to their table
"Hi, I'm Jared" The boy introduced at Victoria and he gave her a wink resulting Dawn to snicker
"Would you like to have lunch together?" The boy asked and Victoria didn't bother to talk to him
"Hey, I'm talking to you" The boy held Victoria's shoulder and she flinched and grabbed the boy on his beck and slammed her on the floor
"Don't touch me." She hissed and was about to attack due to instinct but Celeste came and pulled her sister away
"Victoria, stop it. You can have lunch with me you too Dawn" Celeste being the responsible one dragged her sisters to the small cafeteria
"Celeste's holding me!" Victoria whispered at Dawn and Dawn blushed and nods proudly
"Is our pretty Celeste hungry? Want big sister to feed you?" Dawn said and pecked her sister's cheeks
"Aww so cute" Victoria awed and gave her sister Celeste a lot of kisses
"Stop it" Celeste pushed her sisters away and wiped her wet cheeks
"Our little bride is so cute hehe" Victoria hugged Celeste and Dawn is attempting to feed Celeste
"Bride? You can't marry your sister" Some girl said, Victoria and Dawn reaised their brows
"I have a wee wee so I can marry my sister" Victoria said and glared at the girl
"Me too! Is that weird?" Dawn asked innocently while giggling and the murmurs began to start
"Celeste, did we do something wrong?" Victoria asked as she sat down and hung her head low
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"It's not weird is it?" Dawn asked almost at the verge of crying
Celeste glared at the people around her and patted her sisters head
"It's not weird, they're just jealous because you have a dick-"
"Celeste! Language!" Victoria scolded her sister and Celeste giggles in return
"Wait till Mama hears this" Dawn grinned and Celeste's face fell
"No! Don't tell Mama! Please" Celeste pleaded Dawn but Dawn wasn't weak to fall for those puppy eyes
"Sister, pwease" Celeste pouted cutely and Dawn blushed furiously
"Ugh fine, you're too cute to resist" Dawn gave up and Celeste celebrated cutely
"Our Celeste is really cute, like an angel" Victoria grinned at Celeste
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"Goodbye teacher!" Victoria and Dawn waved their hands energetically
The teacher smiled and waved back to the girls
"Did you have fun girls?" Anastasia was the one who picks them up
"Yes!" Victoria replied and got inside the car
"Mommy, kiss" Celeste jumped cutely and Anastasia lowered her face for Celeste to kiss her cheeks
"Dawn, did you have fun dear?" Anastasia asked and Dawn shook her head
"Hmm why?"
"It's because they began whispering when I told everyone I have a wee wee" Dawn pouted and Anastasia kissed her forehead
"Want Mommy to kill them?"
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