Kali Klass 3

Chapter Four || Shes living the dream

"You can't avoid them forever" Stas said as we ate breakfast on Justin's balcony.

"Well duh" I scoffed.

"Look she's in the wrong, him not so much" Leroy said, my fav green eyed hottie was the one who drove Stas over to eat breakfast with me. He just decided to stay.

"They're both wrong" I said. "I can't hold one accountable and not the other, it's not fair. He let her tattoo him and she did it"

"Right but I'm betting my car that he wasn't in his right mind" Leroy said. "We all know how much he likes to smoke and drink"

"Okay but I can't not be mad at him" I sighed.

"Yes you can, he is wrong for not telling you but that's because he had you in mind when he didn't" Stas said. "Kylie on the other hand was fully aware of her actions"

"Okay but how do we know he was drunk?" I asked.

"Have you not seen the video?" Justin said as he stepped on the balcony. "He was drunk, he had to be to let her do that shit. If not drunk then high"

I sighed. "Right well I still think they're both wrong"

"We're not saying that he isn't" Stas sighed. "Were saying he doesn't really deserve the same punishment you're giving Kylie"

"Look just let her figure this out" Justin huffed. "Just know I'm team Miles"

"Same" Leroy said.

"I can't pick teams because then I'll look like a bad friend" Stas said hinting that she was defiantly team Miles. Sorry Ky.

"Thanks" I mumbled then stood up. "Can we go, I have to meet my mom at her house then meet my dad for lunch"

"Oh shit he's back in town?" Justin asked.

"Sadly yes" I sighed.

"Right then let's go greet the cavalry" Justin smirked. I didn't know when I invited but I guess he was coming.

Spending the night at Justin's is always relaxing, it's good to know that in room right next to me I know somebody who loved me was there and that if I needed a hug all I had to do was call. Anyways I slept like a baby and woke up to no apology text which I was happy about, I was happy because I loved how both Kylie and Miles were respecting my wishes. Now don't get me wrong I do want to talk to them however I'm trying to get it across that they are wrong and I won't stand for it. So far so good.

Anyways since I had no time to get ready this morning I was going out with no makeup on, my hair in a messy ponytail and a shirt dress and toms. The shirt was actually not a dress but Justin's shirt. I had things to do today and heels just wouldn't cut it also I don't have time anymore to actually try to look good. Paparazzi judge me either way so makeup or no makeup I'm fine with walking out in public.

"So what's the deal with the parents?" Leroy asked as I drove to my moms new house.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Whenever anybody talks about your parents you get tense and joke on them" Leroy said.

I shrugged. "They weren't the best parents growing up"

"How so?" Leroy asked.

"Stop" Stas barked.

"No it's fine" I lightly chuckled. "They just kinda let me raise myself, I had nannies but I never got the feel for protective parents and every time they made a mistake they would play it off by buying me expensive things. I don't blame them they just didn't know how to raise me and they really couldn't, they were so busy"