Bad Studmuffin

Chapter Nine: Frenemy

ADRIANA KENDRICKS

Gia's still seated on the couch with us.

'It's 6pm,' Marie announces. We've all heard the pathetic stuff her boyfriend did to her and right now, no one wants to be rude to her.

'I'm feeling like shit!' she starts crying.

'Sometimes, the dorm isn't all that safe because he threatens to get me out and kill me,' she says.

'He threatened to kill you?' April literally grabs a pillow like a scaredy cat.

Gia nods.

'I'm sure Brion hit him yesterday,' I say.

She nods.

'He did,' she responds.

We ask the guys if it's okay for her to sleep over. They agree.

We ask the owner of the house lastly.

That's because he'll never want her to stay, ever.

He really likes you if he randomly just asks you to stay.

GIA TORRES

I'm staying for the night at this hot guy's mansion.

The girls are nice.

I still want him though.

'So, you and Brion...' I start talking with Adriana about it.

She drifts to another topic.

She obviously isn't his.

Bingo, that guy's mine.

We're watching Riverdale. It's almost 9 o'clock. I'm feeling really odd because all the girls have guys cuddling them.

Well, except Adriana.

Brion's seated at the dinning table using his phone. He isn't wearing a shirt

I walk up to him.

'Hi,' I say.

He doesn't look up at me. That's okay.

'Thanks again,' I say.

'Don't you fucking get tired of saying that?' he asks.

What's wrong with that?

My heart skips as I get lost in his blue eyes.

Adriana walks by. He suddenly looks up, his gaze trailing behind her. She's going upstairs.

He gets up and goes upstairs too.

What the hell is going on?

BRION IVOR

I see Adriana go upstairs, her butt jiggling in her shorts.

We haven't really spoken since today began.

She probably hasn't gotten over what Troy said to her.

I want to talk to her.

'Any threats from Troy?' I ask.

'No,' she replies.

I say nothing.

'I have homework I want you to help me with,' she says.

'And what are you? A third grader?' I ask.

'Whatever,' she mutters.

'It's just bulky and if I'm not mistaken, you haven't shown me a damn thing on electric cells,' she replies.

'We'll work on it tonight,' I say.