War With Me

Chapter 2

"Ok aunt missy, yes I know, I'll be responsible, yes I promise!" My eyes flutter back into my head as I'm listening to my Aunt run her mouth on the phone.

"Of corse I won't let anyone touch your collection do think I'm stupid?!"

"Aunt missy!"

"Ok yeah I love you too, bye" I toss my phone on my bedside table as i finish putting on a top coat of teal nail polish.

Tonight Im wearing a fitted short black dress that hugs my body In all the right places, the hair that falls over my shoulders and down my back is straight and my make up is dark but flawless.

I walk over to my closet and grab black stilettos which bump me up a few inches, and check back in the mirror to straighten out the hem of my dress that comes to about a little shorter than mid thigh.

"I'm back bitch!" Sammy's voice echoes through my house

"Up here loser!" I return the call as I poke diamond earrings through my ears.

"Damn sexy"

Sam leans up against the door post with his arms tightly crossed. His bottom lip is wedged in between his perfectly white teeth.

"You think?" Oh even I think, but I'm just fishing for compliments and some how Sam doesn't seem to catch on.

I lift my arms, purposely showing a little bit more booty than I should and spinning around slowly so he can get the full effect.

When I finish my rotation, a smirk is plastered on his face as he scans my body.

"Be careful Sam, you got a little drool right there" I say pointing to the corner of his mouth.

His eyes roll back "ha ha ha so funny kass"
"Yeah I thought it was" I giggle before touching up my hair with the flat iron.

he pushes himself up and walks over to sit on my bed.

After a few minutes the reflection of Sam's eyes glued to my ass catches my eye through the mirror in front of me and I smirk

"Enjoying the view I see" I ask snapping him out of his trance.

He nods, smiling not taking his eyes away from my butt.

"God Kass is every girl had your ass, every guy would be happy" he says slapping my left cheek.

"Hey! It's not all about looks you know" I snap sassily turning to face him.

"Really? Says the girl who once dumped a guy who had a slightly crooked nose" Sam jokes bringing a mocking smile to his lips.

"Will you stop bringing that up! He was a weird kisser" I pout like a 7 year old.

"Whatever you say kassidy" he leans back looking at his nails.

I sigh and start to put a clear coat on my nails.

"So who are these guys again" I ask referring to the his friends from out of state.

"Jack, jack, and Nate my friends from back home" Sam states not really paying much attention to me

"Are any of them worth my time?" I lightly blow on my nails, and look at him waiting for an answer

"You tell me...." He hands me his phone and I take it, the picture on the screen is of one shorter blonde headed boy with two darker haired boys next to him along with Sam to the side.

"Who is this hottie?" I ask pointing to the brunette boy with grin spread across on his face that has his elbow on Sam's shoulder.

"Who jack gilinsky?" Sam seems shocked and rolls on his stomach laughing. I'm slightly concerned but more confused than anything.

"Trust me, he's not your type" he dramatically says still laughing.

My arms cross over my chest and my eyebrows pull together.

"Since you seem to know everything about me, do tell what my type is" I ask calmly pulling a fake smile onto my face and sitting down across from him.

"He's a good boy, a teachers pet, he doesn't get drunk or party at the least, he never smokes or sleeps around, his Attendance sheet is perfect, not missing or skipping a day in his life, he's in bed every night by 10:00 and up every morning by 6:00" he explains like its soo obvious or something.

My arms uncross and my eyebrows come apart as I realize he really isn't my type.

"he also spends his free time cleaning up dog shit and such, he's into poems and crap. He commits to A relationship, he's all about that love shit....." I cut him off getting fed up with him talking.

"What's that supposed to mean!" I snap staring him down.

He chuckles, "no offense Kass but you two are like polar opposites". I am in fact offended by his words, I want to be mad but I know I can't because I'm the one who got myself into this mess.

"Well why do you hang out with him?" I cross my arms sassily and stare into his eyes until he answers.

"Jack is like a brother to me, we grew up together, he's a great guy just he's just nothing like me" his shoulders shrug up and down quickly not fazed by any of my questions.

"Ya know you are hella annoying?" I stand up quickly and push him off my bed.

"Proud of it babe!" His sass is evident which makes me burn.

With a snap of his fingers he's jumping down the steps.