POV: Eliot
Her house is huge. It's like- a mansion. She leads me to her room. It's so aesthetic, straight out of Pinterest. Even her closet is cute looking. He vanity is perfectly organized. I wonder how a highschooler can have such an organized room, then again they probably have cleaners.
"Don't be shy sit." I walk over to her bed (which is also huge) and sit down. "I see you are in awe." She smiled at me. I got comfy next to her. "Your place is huge, yet still comfy." I look up at her. She gets comfy under the covers as I did. After she looks back at me with the same smile. We start leaning in, about to meet each other in the middle.
The door swings open. She backs away and sits up. I look down and bite at my lip. "Hey hon" a loud booming voice says. I look up to see a man. Definitely her father. He looks just like her. They were both good looking. From who I've met her whole family is good looking. She really scored with the genes. "Hey dad. What's up?" "Oh well I wanted to see what you girls are up to. Talking about boys?" He sits on the edge of the bed. I look up at her, she gives me a sorry look then goes back to her dad. "Oh you know Eliot, she's been talking about a boy she likes. I haven't met him so if you have, tell me." He looks at me. "Dad come on." He raised his hands up, like he was surrendering, and started backing out of the room. Of course not before telling me to "tell him".
Sofia groaned when he left and through a pillow at the door. I looked at her and she sighed. She got up and brought the pillow back. She sat back down, looking kind of embarrassed. I rubbed her back. "Sorry bout him." She said. "I'm guessing he doesn't know about you being gay?" She looked away. "He is...not a big fan of the idea, so I haven't told him." She still wasn't looking at me. I put my hand on her chin and lifted it. "It's not your fault. And you don't have to tell anyone if you don't want to." She smiles at me. "So what do you want to watch?" She asks.
Well her dad seems like a dick. Anyyywayyssss...
Stay hydrated, happy, and healthy
Love Goosey <3
YOU ARE READING
But I'm a Cheerleader!
Romance"This can't be happening. I'm straight!" I let out. "Sure...doesn't sound like it." Xzavier says which I scoff to. "But I'm a cheerleader!" I yell. They both burst out laughing. "Cheerleaders are some of the fruitiest girls I've ever met." Sasha say...
