Living With The Bad Boy

55) I Thought You Were A Virgin

"Are you kids serious?" James hissed, pulling us out of the apartment and onto the roof. Apparently last night, the security cameras caught Sam trying to sneak us back inside and Luke coming back from his hook up so he pulled us out the first thing in the morning for a nice lecture. Since when were there security cameras?!

"I'm actually pretty happy right now," Luke nervously said. Even though all the guys were around the same height, they seemed to shrink under Mr. Ryder's glare. "Sorry."

"What were you thinking?" he hissed. "Seriously? You had to use Ed's car? He was supposed to drive to Bella's last night." I couldn't help but let out a snort at that. Twilight in real life was gold.

He glared at me and I rolled my lips in my mouth, silently laughing in my head. Twilight out of all the tv shows. "Guess how he was when he couldn't find his car."

"I was only taking princess out to Times Square," Sam causally shrugged. Sometimes I forgot that he was used to getting in trouble. "We didn't do anything wrong."

"You used someone else's car," Mr. Ryder hissed, pinching his nose. "You could have called an uber, you could have even rented a car. You could have stayed in the hotel like you were supposed to."

"But that would feel wrong," he shrugged again. "I don't think that the uber driver would want to see-"

"He meant to say that we're sorry," I quickly interrupted before he could go into detail. My brother was standing right next to him, sure he was looking at the sky with a bored expression, but he was still there and I'd rather not have Sam get into detail about us making out in the back seat. I hope Edward and Bella didn't do anything in the back seat.

James narrowed his eyes at the both of us but didn't comment on that. "And why were you out past curfew Luke?"

"Uhh," Luke stammered, not knowing how to explain the 'activities' that he did. "I was going out to get food." He said it more like a question rather than a statement.

"You didn't have food with you when you came back," he pointed out, narrowing his blue eyes at my brother further.

"Because I ate it all," he lied, tapping his right foot. He was definitely lying, the foot was a dead giveaway. I thought I taught him how to lie better. So disappointed.

"Sure you did," he drawled. "There's food in the fridge, you could have eaten that."

"But I don't like sandwiches," he lied again. He ate most of them, just saying. The lying skills need improvement.

"Luke," he warned in a low voice. I see why people are afraid of him now.

"Okay fine," he sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "So I met these girls." Oh no. "And they called me over so I went."

"Girls?" he asked in disbelief. "As in more than one?"

"Maybe," he shrugged. "You can't blame me."

"I CAN'T BLAME YOU?!" he blew up. Oh no. "You violated the rules for girls?! More than one?!"

"Hot girls," my brother corrected. I facepalmed myself, I'm related to that.

James pinched his nose in irritation again and glared at the three of us. "You'll get your punishment when we come back to school."

"Fine by me," Sam casually shrugged, helping me back to the elevator since I wasn't really supposed to use the stairs.

James sighed and pursed his lips as he chose the stairs instead, Luke following him after a couple seconds. He was still pretty pissed with us and Sam was acting a little too casual. "Sam," I sighed. "He's mad at you."