Just My Kind Of Girl - ON HOLD...

Chapter 7 - Best Friends, Bro-Mance?

Amanda!!!!!!! --------------->

Placing the dress on the bed, I sat down on the beanbag chair and sighed. This party is probably the main reason the school and probably other schools would come. A small knock came from my door, and I got up to open it. Jason stood in front of me, his shirt off, only with his jeans on. Rolling my eyes, I looked down his chest, seeing some of the well formed bruises.

"Yes, Mr. Kane?"

"Umm... think you can help me ice these bruises on my back? I can't reach them and trying to just aggravates the hell out of me." I gave a small chuckle and turned him around, looking at the small bruises that cascaded down his back. I softly trailed my hand down his spine, the small bruise that formed its way in the middle of his back. His flinched, bringing his hand around to grab mine to stop me from touching anymore. I brought my hand down, looking at his face. He looked at me with an expression that I couldn't read.

"Sorry, Jase. My bad."

He nodded, and walked back to the living room. I stood there looking at the wall in front of me. What the hell was that? That look he gave me, what meaning did it have ? What did it mean? What emotion was it? I know I don't give him that brick wall attitude and push him away from me like everyone else, but he seems to know how to break down that wall I have put up. He knows how to get under my skin. He knows me...

I walked into the living room, where he was sitting on the couch with six ice packs on the coffee table in front of him , icing his shoulder. I grabbed the pack from his hand and pushed him down on the couch on his stomach, placing the ice pack on the middle bruise. He hissed, but soon relaxed, his head dropping back down on to the couch. I bent down, kneeling next to his head and whispered, "You owe me, don't you forget it."

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I sat on the floor, the Xbox360 controller in hand playing Black Ops online against the losers that use grenades to win. Cheaters. I sniped down three guys in a row, then moved my location to gain an advantage.

"Kriss! KRISS!" A loud, deep male voice yelled from the back room. "Stop cheating! Remember, you may be playing the one out there, but I'm also playing in my room!" I laughed, making my player shoot everyone else while hiding behind a wall. Quickly, I paused my game, running to the kitchen to grab my soda and chicken nuggets from the oven. Walking back, I looked down the hallway, making sure Jason was still sitting in his room, but his room door was closed. I shrugged, walking into the living room, where Jason was making my player run into open ground, where everyone was just shooting everyone and everything.

"JSAON! YOU FUCKING LITTLE CHEAT!" I yelled as he jumped, dropping the controller. He smirked, quickly looking for an easy way out of the living room. I placed my food on the table and ran over to him, reaching out to grab his shirt, but he jumped back, tripping over the coffee table and landing backwards and I soon followed falling, on top him. His legs hung over the top of the table, while my face was planted on his chest.

"Ow.... See what happens when you cheat? You get hurt." I glared. He looked down at me with a small smile, his hand wiping the small blood that dripped down my busted lip. He combed his hand through my hair, giving a small laugh. "Kriss, you remember when you and me played that game of Hide And seek?"

I thought for a minute, remembering the long lost memory. "Yeah. When we both got stuck on the roof, right?

*FLASHBACK 10 Years Ago, When Kriss was 8 years.* (I.E Kriss is 18 Now.) NOT IN P.o.V

Kristen Lee was sitting on the front porch of her house, the humidity making the day boring, unble to find something fun or even entertaining to do. She rested her head in her hands, waiting for something to happen. She looked up, smiling at the distant figure running towards her. She jumped up, running towards the figure that came to a stop and began to runaway.