CHAPTER 12 HERE TO STAY

JADE’S POV "What the hell are you watching?" I murmur tiredly as I sit on the couch and stare at the TV. "If your eyes were any good, you'd see that it's a sport, something known as baseball; look it up," the idiot on my right murmurs back before moving away to dodge my hand that tries and fails to smack him across the head. "Change it," I say, turning to him, and he lets his eyes, which are glued to the TV, focus on me before he smiles, "No," he indifferently responds before facing the screen again. "Fine then, have it your way," I tell him, getting up from the couch, which he responds to by waving me away. I sigh and quietly wait behind him for a few seconds before I lunge forward and grab the remote. Did I have to do that? No, could I just have respected myself and listened? Yes, will I listen? Not all all. And why? You may ask, so I'll tell you, besides being bored out of my mind and itching to annoy someone, I have nothing similar to respect or discipline when it comes to th