Bellamy Jackson is a sweet girl known by many but only hangs out with 3 people she calls her best friends. Bellamy is a one of the top competitive dancers in her state. Dancing is one of the most important things in Bellamy's life. It helps her forg...
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"I can drop you off at the nerd's house," Kayson said, I look at him.
"No it's fine, Roger will drop me off," I told him, he glanced at me.
"That wasn't a question," He deadpanned. Of course.
"Fine, I'll text you his address," I said, he nodded.
"What time do you need to be there?"
"Five," I replied, he nodded once.
I let my gaze wonder to the window until I realized that we weren't going in the direction of my house.
"Where are we going?" I asked, turning to look at him.
"To get something to eat then to Prince's tattoo shop," He says, and my eyes widened.
"Prince owns a tattoo shop?!" I exclaimed, Kayson nods.
"That's so cool," I beamed, staring out the window as excitement bubbles inside of me.
"Panda express?" He questions, pulling into the parking lot. I nodded.
He drives in the drive through before looking at me.
"Can you order? I don't want to," He grumbles, I smile at him before nodding.
"What do you want?" I question, he shrugs.
"Whatever you're getting," He states, I nod before taking off my seatbelt and leaning over the middle console.
"Hello, welcome to Panda Express, order when you're ready," The lady spoke through the intercom.
"I'm ready. Can I get two plates with fried rice, orange chicken, and broccoli beef," I stated. It was quiet on the end.
"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?" She says politely, I huff before pulling myself up to where my hands were on the window sill and my lower half was up on the middle console.
"Can I get two plates with fried rice, orange chicken, and broccoli beef, please!" I repeated loudly, waiting for a response.
"Of course, and would you like any drinks with that?"
"Yes, one minute please,"
"Take your time."
I look at Kayson and I noticed how close we were. His head was turned the other way and his cheeks were flushed in a light pink shade.
That's when I also noticed that my breasts were basically pouring out of my light grey cropped tank top.
Right in Kayson's view.
"Oops, sorry," I chuckled awkwardly, pulling up my shirt to cover as much as possible.
"You're fine," He mutters, before meeting my gaze.
"Uhm, would you like anything to drink?" I asked, trying my best not to focus on our close proximity.
"Mhm," He hums, his eyes glancing down at my lips, making me bite my bottom lip.
