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Ambers log day whatever of summer.
                          
The Smith siblings are becoming more stupid and crazy as the days pass by. A lot of burnt pancakes and toasts are wasted and Elijah is no great cook, heather on the other hand drowned herself from all of her shopping bags. And well I am here making myself useful.
                          
Summer is almost over, but the great memories I shared with the Smith's are worth remembered for sure. For the past couple of weeks Elijah and Heather helped me look up for available apartments that are near my college, in that way I won't be late for any of my classes knowing that I am lazy AF.
                          
Also over the past couple of weeks, kio and I became really close friends. Well apparently we haven't spent some time together in person due to the fact that her mom kinda needs his help with their family business. 
                          
"Are you sure youre not staying here with us?" Elijah cleared his throat sitting next to me.
                          
"Yeah I am. I don't want to invade you guys for the rest of the year."
                          
Elijah chuckled "Oh please youre no invader, trust me. Its actually nice having you around, most specially you easily can tame my crazy sister!" He said slightly shouting his last words.
                          
"I HEARD THAT YA STUPID MONKEY!" Heather screamed and threw a piece of her popcorn to Elijah.
                          
The two of us throw fits of loud laughs and snorts, my phone finally lights up immediately knowing who it is I grabbed it and a smile crept upon my face. Dismissing myself and answered the phone call in private.
                          
Kio:
- Good morning loser! 
                          
-good afternoon dumbass.
                          
-oh shoot what time is it anyway?
                          
-3 in the afternoon, Damn you should fix that body clock of yours.
                          
-Can you fix it for me?
                          
-If I could I would. I mean I wouldn't mind punching you every morning.
                          
-Violence is never an answer my naïve friend.
                          
-Sometimes poor broken lad, violence is the key.