Elise Richardson has been head over heels for Kade Dawson since she first laid eyes on him. Twelve years later and Elise is still too timid to act on her adoration towards a guy who barely notices her.
Parker Reynolds will do anything for her best f...
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Peyton ended up making some bullshit excuse about needing to practice a song with The Pineapples and ran out of the house like his ass was on fire. I was so pissed at my entire family that I stormed up the stairs and locked myself in my room for the entire day. Since Avery couldn't make it to my STEM competition, she wasn't able to come to my house either. She had this huge band competition of her own and finally had the chance to finally beat Snotty Bobby and claim first chair for trombone.
Kade was forced to hang out with Elise to keep up appearances and I was too busy seething with jealousy to think straight. He never called and I was too stubborn to text him for updates, so I went to bed early with my AirPods wedged in my ears.
Today is Sunday which means my parents are home relaxing for the first time in a while and Peyton is still out doing God knows what with The Pineapples. I've holed myself up in my room and led my parents to believe I'm grinding on a pile of homework. While I do have a ginormous essay to write, I'm blasting music in my ears and playing Candy Crush instead.
I definitely have my priorities straight.
When my stomach starts to rumble, I sigh in annoyance and reluctantly decide to head to the kitchen. Hopefully, Mom will take pity on me and refrain from making any comments about my food choices or my weight.
I breathe a sigh of relief when I don't see my parents. They must've left without telling me; a common occurrence I'm used to.
As I dig through the fridge, I groan in annoyance at the lack of food. Right after I slam the door closed, the doorbell rings. Goddamn it, I can't deal with any other solicitors today.
I drag my feet to the door and peek out the window. Avery is holding a McDonalds paper bag and bouncing on her toes. I smile in amusement as he teeth chatter and contemplate leaving her outside for an extra minute to freeze her ass off. Instead, I unlock the door and let her inside.
"Goddamn, it's as cold as a witch's tit outside," she says, her teeth chattering.
"I was going to let you stand outside and shiver for an extra minute, but I'm feeling generous today."
"You fucking bitch." She smacks my arm. "I brought you food and in return you leave me to freeze to death?"
"I think my dramatics are rubbing off on you," I muse with a grin.
Avery rolls her eyes and plops down on one of the stools by the kitchen island. She starts to pull food out of the bag and lays everything out, immediately shoving a handful of fries into her mouth. I take a seat next to her and copy her actions.
"I didn't get a chance to ask yesterday, but how did your competition go?"
I swallow my food and chase it down with some Dr. Pepper. After I gulp down some of my drink, I explain the entire complex process of placing for sectionals and state with STEM teams, then I tell her about our rank and the sectionals process.
