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15. You Wouldn't Be Wearing Anything
Trey took a photo of an unsuspecting me, standing beside Dad's car after we got to the church, then posted it on Facebook and Instagram and tagged me on it.
This is his way of getting back at me, because I was in a dress and he knew I would hate it if he put it anywhere public. I don't wear dresses unless I feel really really...really obliged to do so, which has happened like thrice since I dumped them when I was somewhere in lower primary school or some time a long ago like that, and I have never once gone to school in one, which explains why my phone is currently blowing up with notifications.
I threatened to untag myself, he shrugged and said he would just tag a lot of his friends on it.
I thought brothers were supposed to hide their precious sisters from the prowling perverted creatures known as teenage boys?
I'm lying on Trey's bed right now, shooting him glares as he sits on the floor against his door because he knows what's best for him and i
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