𝓒𝓗𝓞𝓘𝓒𝓔𝓢. (18+)

CHAPTER TWO

Naomi.

"you be heavy in my mind Can you get the heck out?"

....

"Holy crap! You're gonna kiss Gonzalez?" 

Tessi shrieks a bit too loudly for my comfort, her legs dangling over the edge of my bed. I shush her, personally, I wasn't quite right with the fact that my family could hear my plans if she kept yelling them out like that. I nod and She stifles a giggle. looking away from me and taking a long, loud sip through her straw before meeting my gaze, just to give me a look I don't quite appreciate.

"okay, what's the deal?"

my voice is a quiet murmur, and for some reason, I can't help but scowl at her. I felt personally attacked. was Tess, my best friend since birth, insinuating I couldn't seduce the hell out of Roman? I was hurt, wounded, even.

"The deal, Naomi, is that Roman has a little girlfriend. Or you didn't know? I wouldn't be surprised if you didn-"

"HE HAS A WHAT?!"

now it was my turn to shriek. My face turning pale, now he was completely off limits and I'd be back to stage one again.

"Calm down, jeez.. they aren't really official. No..labels. But it's so obvious that it's upsetting."

She shrugs and takes another ear annoyingly loud sip through her straw. but I was too irritated to even care. I slump into the backboard of my bed, making it creak and give under me. Then it's quiet for a bit, but my brain is spinning and I'm thinking for solutions.. but when it hits me I jerk upward, gasping for air as if I'd just been held underwater.

"If it's not official it's not morally wrong for me to go after him!"

Tess immediately snaps her head to look at me, hair whipping her in the face from the pure speed she put into that turn.

"Girl!- I mean, god. Even if you're right, it's noella markenson! And..to be honest.."

She eyes me up and down, her lips pursing into a tight line.

"You're gorgeous, but not noella gorgeous. And your wardrobe? Don't get me started on the grandma clothes you wea-"

"I don't wear grandma clothes!"

She eyes me again and shrugs, humming a quiet sound of affirmation- or myabe she just doesn't give a fuck. 

"Whatever floats your boat, hun"

Yeah, she doesn't care.

I chew on my nails, a nasty habit I picked up after my older sister let for collage. Leaving me the rest of what was previously our room, her shoes, and her ways. I always bit my nails when I was nervous, and it's on of the things Tess insist men will find unattractive. But I never really stopped.

My thoughts shift over to noella and Roman, I groan.

Sure, noella was a grade-A girl with luscious black hair that touches her oddly round hips..yeah, she has beautiful big brown eyes and a round pretty face, and sure, sure, I'll give it to her that she has symmetrical tits and looks like she's been blessed by Aphrodite herself- but she's a bitch!

Not Aphrodite, noella.

She's a suck up, two faced, snake-y whore who'll do whatever to get her way! And if I wanted to get to Roman, I'd have to get past her, and I definitely did not care about this whole thing to really do all that. 

But on the other hand..if I stood up to noella, put her in her place, and got the boy? I'd be an icon! To out-bitch the bitch who looked like a Chinese Bella hadid? That'd be the story I'd tell my kids! Or my cats. 

Or whoever I have around me to brag at for no coherent reason.

Then my gaze land on Tess, she was smarter than me. Tess always makes mature decisions. Except for the time she drank a whole glass of straight vodka, the time she accepted a ride from someone she didn't know at all while high, and the other times she..- well, okay, her decisions are bad. But Tess gives bomb advice.

"Tess."

She hums in her throat in acknowledgment.

"What if I do decide to kiss Roman?"

Tess is silent, I know she's about to say that 'that's the worse idea ever, are you fucking slow?' But I stop her and continue on.

"And kick noella down a peg or two..or three...or ten."

"Okay, I'm interested."

She throws her phone aside and props herself up on her elbows. Peering up at me from under her long lashes with her eyebrows cocked upward.

"Maybe I could, I dunno.. outbitch noella while shooting my shots with Roman and.."

"You get rid of the girl and get the guy?"

I shrug, that was basically it. I just didn't like how she was wording it as if we were in a romance novel. We aren't. This won't be romantic. I'll kiss Roman then ghost him, and it'd be easy because he's an egotistic, annoying little shit.

But Tess seems to find all this very compelling because the next thing I know she's finding me an outfit I could possibly wear for tomorrow. And as I stare at the clothes she throws on the floor, I realize she was right.

I do dress like a grandma.

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800 WORDS!? HOLY SHIT!

That's so hot. I love writing. It's genuinely attractive for me to have enough motivation to write that much. 

I'll probably have to make another chapter because I didn't put one out yesterday...so expect an update within the next two hours LOL.

Feels like sugar in me :3

I really liked this chapter, and I'm sorry for any grammar/writing issues that may douse its goodness.

I love you.