Unspeakable Acts (bwwm)

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| Alyssa Mitchell |

I decided on a simple black dress, it's flowy from the waist down with lace ruffles. Jasmine begged me to hang out after we found my dress but I was tired and just wanted to sleep, I also didn't want to see her and cam flirt with each other anymore.

When I get upstairs my phone dings. I hang my dress up and I put my heels in my closet before checking my phone.

Jax👯‍♀️: open the door loser

I throw my phone on my bed and I peak out my window seeing jax at my front door holding a Walmart bag. I laugh heading downstairs to open the door.

Once I open the door he kicks his shoes off and steps inside, "took ya long enough."

I grin at him as I close the door, "what do you want jax?"

"Well I was bored so I decided to come be bored with you." He says matter of factly.

I grab two waters from the fridge and I follow jax up to my room. He lays down on my bed opening my laptop, "what should we watch? Gossip girl or Gilmore girls?"

My eyes widen, "how do you know those shows??"

"I love gossip girl ," he laughs pressing play on where I left off at. I sit next to him opening the bag he brought, filled with snacks and candy.

"You're soooo behind, I'm already on the new show." He looks over to me. I begin to open up a bag of white cheddar popcorn, "I've been taking my time with it! I love the experience, I'm not rushing it."

"Smart," he grins, "where's your family?"

"Oh, they went out of town to visit my grandparents. They're getting ready for thanksgiving." I nod.

"That's like...weeks away." He mumbles.

"They go all out, it's like a kardashian thanksgiving." I laugh. He tilts his head to the side with a raised eyebrow, "please invite me. I bet the food is good too!"

"Oh it is! My grandpa is an executive chef at Gordon Ramsay Hell's Kitchen in Lake Tahoe," I smile. My grandpa is the reason I love to cook, he's taught me everything I know.

"Oh yeah I'm definitely coming to thanksgiving, I don't care if it's a state away," He smirks, "what's it like?? Was he ever on tv?"

I shake my head, "nah he never wanted to be exposed to that. But i remember when we'd go down there for summer, I was always in the kitchen with grandpa. I even met Gordon once."

"No way let me see," he sits up leaning over my shoulder. I laugh pulling out a small photo album from my nightstand. I flip through the pics till I get to the middle 2000s. I flip through until I find Lake Tahoe memories.

"You're so organized lyssa," he chuckles. His eyes widen when I pull out the photo. 10 year old me cooking with Gordon Ramsay. He grabs the photo and examines it, "you're so cool."

I laugh shaking my head. He looks up at me, "will Ramsay be at thanksgiving?"

"Jaxon...why would he spend thanksgiving with us," I laugh hysterically, "he spends thanksgiving with his family. I think in California."