Chapter 8 mias pov

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I got done taking a shower. I peeped my head out of the shower.
"Damn! No towels."
They were in dryer down stairs. The boys better not be over here.
I ran down stairs dripping water behind me. I snuck into the kitchen trying not to slip.
I froze.
"Have you seen Mia around?"
"No," started Jamey.
I sighed.
"But I heard her go into the kitchen."
Crap. I panicked.
"Hey mi......." I saw Ricky standing behind me wide eyes and trying to focus on my face.
"I couldn't find a towel." I grabbed one from behind me and rapped myself in it.
I tucked a hair behind my ear.
"Sorry." I apologized.
"No! I'm am so sorry." He begged.
"I'm going to get dressed up stairs, you wanna come and talk?" I asked. He nodded his head.
Was he this easy to tease? Maybe I'll tease just a bit longer. I bit my lip.
"Hey." He asked. Fuck! I was staring at him. You know what!? I'm not going to tease he probably already knows I like him. Not that I do. Dang it! Why do you got to be so damn hot! I thought to myself.
" I don't know. Why do have to be so damn cute?"
I bit the inside of my cheek.
"I said that out loud?" I blushed.
"Do you want to go to our party to night? At our house."
"Sure." I said.
"Make sure you at least a piece of cloth covering yo bod."
What? I looked down and saw the fowl laying on the ground. I picked it up in a rush.
"Bye. See you tonight." I spoke quickly, kissing him on the cheek and running up stairs.

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