Sibling Rivalry
Here I was, 19
years old and dating a wrestler. To make matters worse, a wrestler my brother
never will approve of! Ya see, Im dating Bradshaw and my brothers the
Undertaker. I dont really understand Marks problem with him. My sister,
Betty, keeps telling me to just ignore Mark, but how can you ignore a person
who is on youre back constantly telling you what to do!
"Hannah!"
"What, Mark!"
"Justins on
the phone!"
"Ill take it
in my room."
"Hey babe."
I just love
it when he calls me that! "Hey, how are ya doing?"
"Doing good,
would you like to be my valet?"
"Would I ever,
sure!"
"Ill see you
tomorrow."
"You bet, love
you."
"Bye."
I was past excited.
Im gonna be his valet. The only problem was Mark.
"Youre gonna
what!"
"Im gonna be
his valet."
"Not under my
roof youre not."
"Mark, shut
up!"
"Betty, she
is not gonna do this."
"Why shouldnt
she, she loves him, he loves her, where could they go wrong."
"Everywhere."
"Hey, Mark!"
"What Hannah!"
"I love you."
"I love you
too."
"No you dont!"
"What do you
mean?"
"If you love
me, youll let me make my own decisions."
"Youre right,
go ahead and do it."
"Told you youd
see things my way." That was when I was chased all over the house. Mark
could never catch me though.
I was a little
excited about the job, but a little scared. What if I tripped and fell
all the way down the ramp. Hey, Im Hannah Spearitt, bad things dont happen
to me! I just hoped I was right. I had no idea of what was lying ahead
of me.
Copyright 1999 by Hannah Spearitt