The Popularity Project

{6}Look what the cat dragged in

Amber: Sieara's sister, beautiful, a model and not the smartest person you'll meet but she's really nice.

This is Amber's latest magazine since she's a model.
(In my book anyways :-D)

Non-edited.

I hung up immediately and ran down the stairs. What the hell was he doing here? And why was he here? I mean being bored is not a good enough explanation! He's got like a dozen friends so why me?

I frizzed my hair up a bit before flinging the door open.

Not that I cared how I look.

"Well look what the cat dragged in?" I smirked leaning against the doorframe.

"Yeah, I'm sure your happy to see what 'the cat' dragged in" Kyle smirked back, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

"Ugh! As if! I'm actually the complete opposite" I replied revealing a worn out expression.

"Ha! Whatever helps you sleep at night" He laughed running a hand through his hair.

"Well, what definitely would help me sleep at night would be if you just could buzz off!" I fake smiled, flinging the door shut.

Unfortunately I didn't swing it fast enough as his foot emerged between the door and wall.

"You can't get rid of me that easily S!" He smirked striding into my house.

"First of all I haven't given you permission to step foot in my house and second stop calling me S!" I said irritated by his easiness in my house.

"Ok ok! So-rry!" Kyle smiled raising his hands up innocently.

"You should be!" I said shutting the door as I realised he wouldn't be leaving any time soon.

At the same moment my phone pinged signalling that I got a message from Ariana.

What happened? Are you coming?

I glared at Kyle who's feet was resting on the couch before replying.

I'm fine! I'm just dealing with an idiotic/irritating little boy aka the hottest boy in school.

"Can you get your dirty shoes of my couch?!" I shrieked throwing my phone onto the opposite couch.

"Wow calm down woman!" Kyle jumped, slipping his shoes off "Better?"

"Ex-cuse me! What the hell do you think you are doing now?" I asked throwing his feet to the ground causing him to fall onto the floor.

"Ow!" He moaned rubbing his back.

"Sieara Leslie Summer! What in the right world do you think you are doing?!" My mother shouted running towards Kyle and helping him up.

"First he barges into my house with no permission and then he makes himself at home and then decides to place his dirty feet on my coach so I think I've done well" I shrieked irritatedly, throwing my arms up in frustration.

"Well that is definitely no way you treat a guest anyways" my mother replied toning her voice down. "Are you all right though... Umm..?"

"Kyle. And I'm fine... But I'm not sure I will be able to walk home today or for that matter be able to drive" Kyle moaned revealing a cute puppy face which any person would fall for. (Well apart from me of course)

"Ok I'll arrange a taxi for you!" I reply giving him a fake smile.

"Wait! Are you Kyle Murrys?!" My mum squeals excitedly.