The Girl He Never Noticed

Chapter 2

"Mrs. Whyte, how nice to see you, you look so pretty in your blue pantsuit, that doesn't at all make you look fat or old," I said trying to make it seem casual. "Kenzi Stormer, to my office now!" She shouted.
There was no getting out of this one, was there?
While on my way to her office some lies were scrambling in my head. I heard she was going through a nasty divorce, which I was so going to use as leverage. As I walked in her blue and white oversized office, I got chills. "Sit," she ordered, "Yes ma'am," I said. "Start talking." was all she said. "Ma'am, I was influenced by the guys, they're stupid and losers and I shouldn't have listened to them," I said trying to fake tears. "I know, my husband dumped me for a skinny, beautiful, Australian model," she said in between tears.
Can you blame him? Not really....
"OK, I'll let you go off with a warning, don't let it happen again Ms. Stormer,"she said after sobbing, "Yes Ma'am," I said feeling successful in my plot. A best way to understand a woman's behavioural pattern, is to understand what is going on in their life, no matter how stupid it is. "O.K. Get out," she said coldly. "Jake Ryan, get in here!" she shouted. "Good luck, babe," I said mocking Jake from earlier, who was now walking towards the office.

Jake Ryan's Point of View
"What did you do to poor Ms. Stormer?" Ms. Whyte asked. It was obvious she was crying because her makeup was soiled, a lot. "I don't know, what did I do?" I said which was the wrong answer. "Don't lie to me, Kenzi told me how you influenced her,"                 
That jerk
"What? That's a lie," I said, "That's what they all say," she said referring to her ex-husband.  "What's my punishment?" I asked trying to cut this meeting short. "One week detention," she said. And with that I exited.

Kenzi Stormer's Point of View
There I was sitting on my bed telling my best friends, Emily and Anna-Bell Kennedy, what happened today. "Kenz, you are a mastermind," Emily said. "I know," I said way too confident. "Guys, dinner is ready," my shouted from downstairs because she is too lazy to walk up the stairs. It wasn't like the house was huge, it was just an average sized two storey house. "Uhh," I groaned while getting out of bed. "What's for dinner I asked while running down the stairs with the two Kennedy sisters following not far behind me. I looked on the table and saw nothing there.
What the heck?
" Umm. Mom, where is dinner and please don't tell me that you guys (referring to my foster brothers and sister) ate it," I said tired of hearing people say that phrase. "I ordered pizza, gosh" my mom said going into the kitchen for the two boxes of pizza. "I ordered pepperoni and hawaiian, so dig in," she said. And with that we slumped ourselves on the three seater black sofa in the living room. It took us about thirteen minutes to finish the two boxes of pizza (24 slices.) And it took us five minutes to figure out who would have gotten the last slice, after playing hand wrestle, thumb war and rock, paper, scissors we agreed on sharing it. And by sharing it I mean eating it right in front of their faces.
We're going to stop coming over here if all you guys do is tease us like this," Anna-Bell bickered, "Speak for yourself," her sister said in defense, "We gotta go, it's getting late," she said getting up from the couch. "That's all you guys do eat, sleep and leave, you eat out my fridge, take up my bed space and then you take off," I mumbled to myself, "You said something?" Emily asked, "Nothing, nothing at all," I lied. "Later, peoples!" the two shouted over their shoulder walking out the door.