PROLOGUE:

"Spill it." you said, your curiosity spilling over the edge. The suspense and everything, it was nearly killing you. You were sitting on a chair at the dinner table with your appa and umma. Your appa was keeping something to himself, and your umma, as well as yourself, were trying to bribe him into telling you.

"No." was his reply, and had been his only reply for many of your attempts. 

You pouted,"Then I'm not eating." you said, putting down your fork. Your appa sighed in defeat. 

"So you know how I invited my employer to stay over at our house for the summer?" he started. Your umma and you nodded in unison.

"Well he can't anymore, but his son will be coming over." your father continued. You only raised your eyebrow in confusion.

"And?..." 

"He's about your age." he finished, laughing softly at his clueless daughter. You stuck out a tongue, knowing he was laughing at you. 

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa." your umma jumped in,"What is his name? Does he get good grades? Does he look cut--I mean does he have good lucks?--"

You stared at them oddly,"YAH! Guys! I'm not going to date him!"

"Oh yeah?"your appa challenged,"That's only if you giys don't fall in love. But there is no "if". You guys are probably the best match. You would look so sweet together." 

Your umma, on the other hand, was no so convinced.

"What if they--"

"UMMA!" you hollered, your cheeks burning red in embarrassment and your ears turning red,"Don't think that far!" You turned to your appa.

"When is he coming?" you asked.

"Tomorrow."

You whimpered in reply, trying to use aeygo on your appa.

"No. Just. No. You can't do aeygo properly."

You let out what seemed like a distressed cry of agony.

A/N: Hello. This is a story for a contest by MyungZyShipzz. Here is the link.

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