Blessing in disguise

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I hear my mother open the door and heading downstairs, And I stop on the last step when I see Adams mother and his father come through the door , behind Them is Adam , dressed in grey sweats , a neon pink t shirt and a grey zip up hoodie on top.

His mother is wearing a black right knee length dress and black heels and his father wears a pair of blue jeans and a T-shirt. "Hiii , welcome," I hear my mother say In her high pitched fake voice as she opens her arms and welcomes adams mother , bringing her in for a hug. She's beautiful.

Her blue eyes are dreamy and her silhouette is incredible. Her hair is up in a bun and she has two sticks in it , holding it in place. "Hi," the woman says letting go of my mothers arms , her smile brightening up the room , "thanks so much for inviting us over." She says and looks at me.

"Hi I'm Peyton," I smile as I step off the stairs , hugging her. She wraps her arms around me and tightens her grip on me. "My gosh you're beautiful" she says as she lets go and grabs my face. "I'm Dayanna , that's my husband , Greg and this is my son , Adam"
I watch as she points to each of the two men on front of me and When I look at my mother she's shaking Greg's hand with a huge smile on her face which for the first time does not look fake. "I met Adam at school actually," I laugh making eye contact with adam before looking at his mother again.

"Yeah , I gave her a ride," he pushes past his father and walks up to me and his mother , "didn't I?" He raises a brow and smirks and I feel myself blush. Stop it. His mother let's out a laugh and looks at my mother. "Okay folks , let's go eat" My mother says  getting out of the way and making space for everyone to walk towards the kitchen.

I walk behind all of them and we all sit down at the table. My mother and Dayanna sit at each end of the kitchen table and I sit on the right side , no one next to me  and Adam sits next to his step father on the left side. "So how is everyone doing? I made a nice chicken roast with some vegetables, I hope you all like it," my mothers a great host I have to say.

"We're pretty good , how you liking the neighbourhood?" Greg asks. "The houses are beautiful and people ? Don't get me started" my mother laughs and I turn my head to Adam who's staring into my soul from across the table. He leans over , crossing his arms on the table and continues staring. "School was great as well wasn't it , Peyton?" Is he for real? "Yeah," I cough out glaring at him.

I decide to go up to my room while my mother talks and laugh with her visitors. Hearing a knock at my door I sit up cross legged on my bed. "Come in" I let out and see the door handle get pressed down. When the door opens I see adams head pop in.

"Can I chill here?" He asks and leaves me absolutely speechless. "Sure but may I ask why?" He comes in and sits on the desk chair , his legs layed long in front of him and he crosses his arms. "I dont know you're cool and I don't want to hear the boring adult talk they're having down there" he lets out a chuckle followed by me chuckling too. "Why'd u try teasing me In class today?" I ask leaning down and laying down on my stomach.

"Because I want to fuck. Why else would someone tease?" And as he says it my stomach turns up side down. "Okay..," I look around the room and back at him. "Find someone else that wants to fuck?" I continue , in a questioning tone. "You're new and seem easy it's the perfect match."

He smirks and sits up , pulling his legs towards him and leaning his elbows on his knees , his face is only a few inches away from mine. "Get out of my room," I say looking him in the eyes , keeping my calm , as soon as I processed what he just said. "Excuse me?" He looks as if he'd seen a ghost. "I said get out of my room, you wanna see easy? Easy would be me coming onto you on that chair , ripping the clothes off you and fucking you till I cum alone , and then kick you out. Instead , I'm telling you to get the fuck out of my room."

By the time I finish his beautiful green eyes are pouring into mine , longing to be touched , wanting to be kissed and begging for the attention, but I don't lose my attitude, I glare at him once more , still laying on my stomach , and I stare in amusement as he gets off my chair and walks to the door , turning around one more time , his expression says something but I can't put my finger on it as he walks out the door.