Slushee slut

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Jaydens POV:

I open my eyes and I feel like shit. I always feel like that when I wake up. I looks at the alarm clock and it's 10:30 am. I usually don't sleep that late. I mentally facepalm my forehead.

I look down to see the one and only intimidating scary Carmen laying in my arms curled up. Who knew we could be somewhat friends. Jayden shut the fuck up Shes literally in your arms. Don't freak out. Heh. I get she needs someone at this time and I'm happy to be there for her. I always try to make people happy. But Nick can simply go crawl into a six foot hole and never crawl out. I'm still pissed at him for everything. Who wouldn't be.

I carefully get out from underneath the blue haired girl and walk to my closet to get some clothes. I contemplated going to the bathroom to change but she's completely out. She's even kinda snoring which I laugh at, not in a mean way.

I take off my shirt when Carmen speaks up "I'm awake. That's not the first thing I was expecting to see this morning" I turn around to look at her and she has her eyes covered. "I'm in a bra. I didn't even get undressed." I say. "I have a high respect for women and I don't feel like staring at things I should not be staring at." She says groggily cause she had just gotten up.

"Okay" I take my shorts off and then I put a pair of blue jeans and a white blouse that has small green colored flowers on it. As quickly as I can because I already embarrassed myself enough for gods sake.

"You can open your eyes" I say to Carmen. She opens her eyes and nods while rolling back over to go to sleep.  I decided to let her sleep cause she looks to peaceful to wake up and I go to the kitchen to make coffee and bagels. I walk into the living room and I see my dad passed out on the couch so I leave a plate of bagels next to him for when he wakes up.

I then go back to the kitchen and I make Carmen coffee. I grab some orange juice and drink it before putting the dish in the sink. I walk back to my room and Carmen is sleeping. I set the coffee on the nightstand and then I go back the kitchen to do all of the dishes.

Ew I feel like I'm a mom or something. I'm scrubbing the dishes before I hear footsteps walking towards me. Carmen is to the left of me while I do dishes. She's drinking her coffee. When I finish the dishes she looks at me. "Thanks for the coffee" she gave me a small smile. "You're welcome Carmen" I say. Then she washes her mug in the sink with dish soap and a sink sponge. I can't help but look at her while she's washing the mug off in the sink. Her blue hair and how it perfectly goes down to her shoulders. Her jaw and how sharp it looks. I stop myself at her chest. Nope I can't look any further my mind says. I kinda zone out just looking at her. "Done staring?" She snaps me out of my thoughts. "Sorry what?" I didn't really hear her. She just laughed and put the mug on a towel to dry and then kinda stood there in silence. I felt kinda embarrassed so I looked at my phone to see I have a new notification.

On Instagram I looked at a post Nick mentioned me and Carmen in. This kid has the nerves. It was him going fishing and he took a photo of the fish. In the caption it says:  had a fun day with Carmen #slut #verysmashable

I threw my phone at the wall and Carmens eyes widened. "Jeezus what did the phone do to you!" I looked at her. "Instagram." I said vaguely. She took out her phone and looked at the notification on nicks post. A photo of a fish with the caption of #slut #verysmashable

I watched her take a deep breath and put her phone on my counter. She wavered for a minute before walking back into my room.

I'm no fool. I obviously followed her. Maybe she didn't want to be followed.

I saw her sitting on the edge of my bed. Her hands were in fists and she had her head hung low. I sat next to her not knowing if she were to want space. So I merely kept my distance a little. Well I guess she didn't want that. She wrapped her arms around me and practically tackled me. I was holding her as we layed on the bed. Her head was in my chest like exactly how it's been since last night. Not gonna lie. I like holding her but not when she's sad. What am I saying?

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