Novels by Tomi Vee

"Dad's left?" I ask Jenna who's busying herself with a can of soda and the Television in the living room. She looks up from the TV and looks up at me with a sweet smile on her face."Yeah." she says and stands up to give me a hug. She sits back down and folds her leg up on our most expensive couch. The one only my dad is permitted to sit on. Seeing her all comfy on it gave it away that the old man's left.I take the soda from her and have a little sip of it before handing it back to her. I glance at the TV and groan. I hate reality TV. Why sit back and watch other people live their lives on camera.Without wasting any time, I stride up the stairs and head straight to my room.I gently turn the doorknob and walk into my already unlocked room. I toss my bag to my bed and jump on to my bed. Spreading my arms on the bed, I start to wave them like I'm making snow angels. "Home sweet home."My bedroom is my home. It's the only place that belongs to me

"How long has it been now?" I shift in my chair to look at the teacher. He sighs at me, drops the stupid book back on the shelf where it belongs, and starts to walk over to his seat.He sits down and without checking the time, he answers me, "Six minutes."I groan and shift uncomfortably in my chair. I bring my phone out of my backpack and switch it on. I look at him expecting a disapproving remark."No phones allowed in detention, Miss Willow." he tells me. I roll my eyes at him but I don't put my phone back."Chill. I'm trying to text my mom and tell her I'll be freaking home late." I pause and he looks at me warily. I raise an eyebrow at him and sigh."Dude. My doctor would be waiting for me, at least I have to let them know that some asshole teach put me in school jail." I snap at him and proceed to texting my mom."Doctor?" he raises an eyebrow back at me, ignoring my rude rema

*Janice's POVLucy and I walk out of our last class, Computer science,with our bags straddle over our shoulders. I study the look on her face as she stares down at her feet while we make our way out of the hall."What's wrong?"I ask her and she snaps her head up to meet my gaze. She sighs and shakes her head."It's nothing. I'm just worried about Eric and what he'll say when you tell him we almost got caught yesterday." She tells me in a low, uncertain voice. I almost chuckle at the worry laced in her voice. I lift my left hand up and poke her right cheek."I can't believe you're afraid of Eric, guy can't do shit to us okay? He just seems scary because he's the oldest but trust me he's still a chill dude." I tell her and she offers me a pale,obviously fake smile and I can easily tell that her worry has not dissolved."This is not the first time I've been caught in a house." I add to my hopefully supportive point. "He's not going

I reach for my alarm clock that's blaring disturbing noises that somehow managed to creep its way into the dream I was having. I groan after managing to turn it off.Unable to open my eyes, thanks to my lack of quality sleep, I lie stiff on my back and groan again. Maybe six in the morning isn't such a good time to wake up when you've only had a few hours of sleep.Realizing I still have to surrender to nature and let the day takes its course, I snap my eyes open and pull the bed cover away from me. I stand to my feet and start to tuck the sheets into the bed's wooden frame,my daily routine.I yawn reflexively and start to walk towards my closet.The minute my hand pushes the closet door open,images of today's earIy memories play in my head, Janice and Lucy. I don't think I'd be able to recognize Lucy if I saw her in person but then again the fact that I know what Janice looks like doesn't mean I'll confront her either.

If you haven't already followed me, do now. And if you have and I didn't follow back, just tell me here and I'll do it now.Troy's POV"Troy are you okay?" Travis directs at me and rushes over to lean by my bedside. Going on one knee, he looks under my bed. Like I'd hide anyone there.I hold my forehead and groan, "I guess so? Is there a reason why I shouldn't be?" I ask him and glance in the direction of the pulled down door. I gasp and rub my eyes, "Is there a valuable reason why my door is no longer connected to its hinges?"Travis looks at the door and shakes his head, "Well we were knocking hard and you didn't open up. We spotted two burglars in the house and we thought something had happened to you since you didn't open up quick." he tells me and I groan again."Because I was asleep!" I snap at him in a low voice,and look at the other guys looking around my room carefully. One of them looks in the direction of my closet and starts to

Without wasting any time, I start to run up the stairs. The last thing I want is to be caught by a security guard and get reported to my dad. Trust me, you don't want to know what it's like when a father investigates his kid like the FBI does a criminal suspect.I sigh in relief when I spot my door locked, for a moment in the rush, I thought I'd left it open. I walk right in and gently shut it. Turning the key twice again, making sure that it's locked.Just as I turn around and start to walk into the room, two hands grab mine and tightly secure them behind my back. I open my mouth to let out a squeal but another pair of hands find their way to my mouth and my neck.I tilt my head a bit to see why the hand around my neck feels so sharp. There is a knife around my neck.Everywhere suddenly starts to darken and I feel a bit of uneasy dizziness, my legs feel weak and I automatically fall to the side, in an attempt to pass out.The h