A New Perspective

Chapter Six- Good Girls Take Selfies

   On my drive home I had got to thinking about all the times we talked and hung out how I still have yet to truly know him. We never talk about ourselves that much, it's always about random things. It's nice, don't get me wrong, but I feel like we should be trying to get to know each other better. I'm not looking to get into a relationship with him by any means, I just want to know that I'm not hanging out with a psychotic serial killer. He seemed really laid back and super sweet but everyone can put on a front, I've seen it to many times. 

   "Sutton, is that you?"  My mom called out once I opened the door, shaking my head I responded back letting her know I was home and headed up to my room. I didn't want to talk to her right now cause I know she's probably dying to hear about how my night ended, yeah it's nice we are getting along but it sucks because boys are the only topic we can discuss without breaking out into a fight and that wasn't even guaranteed. Once inside my room I dropped my bag on the floor and set the cookie on my nightstand, deciding I'll eat it later for a snack.

   Later that night as I was laying on my bed lost in my book, I hard my phone buzzing like crazy in my bag that was still on the floor. 

"Ugh.." I groaned as I got up to retrieve it, glancing at the caller ID I smiled seeing his name lighting up my screen. 

"Hey?"  I answered curious as to why he would be calling me. 

"Hey, you never texted me to let me know you made it home."  As soon as he said those words I knew I had totally forgotten to do something. 

"I'm sorry, I got home then showered and completely forgot."  I said sitting back down on my bed. 

"It's fine, I can forgive you if you tell me more about this shower that made you forget about me in such a short period of time." 

   We ended up staying on the phone till one the next morning, after his shower comment it seemed our conversation had stayed very flirty.  Well more like him flirting and me laughing and blushing like a middle school girl. Hell now days even the middle school girls have more experience than me, sighing I focused on his voice as he told me a story about his roommates ex girlfriend that tried to climb in bed with him while he was sleeping one night. 

"My roommate tried to kick me out after he caught her in my bed. I didn't even know what the hell was going on until light flooded my room and yelling begun. I honestly fell out of my bed thinking that maybe someone broke in and was about to kill me, then I glanced over and seen what Ronnie was glaring at. She was sitting topless staring at me like I was the one in the wrong." 

   "How did you and Ronnie hash it out?"  I asked curiously. 

"Well after she tried to accuse me of trying to force myself on her and then him trying to beat my ass, I was able to hold him down till he calmed down a bit." I could picture him being in a fight and winning, he looked like he knew how to fight. 

"So what happened to her?" I asked already hating this chick I had never even met before. 

"She said she was going to call the cops and have me arrested to try and get Ronnie to believe her."  I rolled my eyes at how fucked up women can be, if I ever met this chick I would bash her face into a stop sign and hopefully she will understand the hint I'm trying to give her.

  "Did she ever call the cops though?"  I asked when he didn't continue on. 

"No, Ronnie managed to make her think that he believed her and took her home. Neither one of us has talked to her since, I mean she has tried to come over and talk but we just ignored it."  I smiled as I laid back on the bed listening to his deep husky voice. 

"That's good, nobody got time for that kinda crazy."  He laughed at my statement and agreed. 

"Yeah.. So what are you doing?"  He asked in a low voice that made me bite my lip.

"Laying in bed.."  I said trying to sound sexy but I don't think it came out that way. 

"Hmm... What are you wearing?"  I couldn't stop the blush that took over my face. 

"A ribbed tank top and boyshorts.."  I could hear him let out a soft sigh. 

"Take a picture for me?"  My eyes widened as he said those words

   Should I or should I not, I was debating with myself internally. It wasn't really sexting or doing anything wrong, I was fully clothed.

"Ugh.." I groaned out forgetting I was on the phone with him. 

"You don't have to if you don't want to."   He said sounding like he was smiling, I just frowned because I wish I had more guts to actually do something risky for once but it wasn't even really all that risky. 

"No, no... I'll do it."  I said trying to convince myself that it's not a big deal, It's one innocent picture.

"How's this, I'll send you a picture after you send me one. Pic for pic?"  He said and with that it took all my anxiety away and replaced it with excitement. 

"Okay, sounds fair."   I could hear him chuckle in the background. 

"Good, you can call me back once you received it."  

"Okay."  

"Okay... Can't wait."  He said then hung up, my mind was racing just as fast as my heart was. This isn't a big deal, I can send one stupid picture. 

   Getting up from my bed I walked over to my full length mirror and fixed my hair up a bit, I knew he was waiting for a pic but I didn't want to look ugly so I quickly fixed up my make up but not where he could tell. 

"Okay.."  I mumbled to myself as I aimed the camera and did a cute pose, I guess it was an automatic thing for every girl to do to try and look sexy but not slutty. I kept trying different poses to where I didn't look ugly and that showed off some of my curves, I ended up sitting on the floor and showing a little cleavage.

"Okay, here we go..." I muttered to myself as I sent the picture with a shaky thumb.  I went back over to my bed and sat on the edge waiting for his response, what if he hated it?

  My gut churned at the thought of him thinking it was horrible and slutty, my nerves made me start chewing on my nails as the minutes rolled by until my phone buzzed again. 

"Wow, I need to have a cold shower now."  Was his response that instantly made my cheeks inflamed, I couldn't stop the smile and it really did start to hurt my cheeks. He liked it, he really liked it. My phone buzzed again and it was a picture of him standing in his bathroom, the same one I was just in tonight in just his boxers. Oh my gosh, he looked like he just walked out of a Calvin Klein ad. His abs were solid and his muscles, oh boy I could just lick him from his head to his toes. My eyes widened when I caught my thoughts, whoa girl, calm down. 

  My phone started buzzing again and I glanced down to see that he was now calling me, I took a deep breath then quickly answered trying to sound normal and not some flushed middle school kid. 

"Hey." 

"Hey yourself... You looked sexy, I definitely wasn't ready for that."  My heart sank into my stomach, did he think I was too slutty? 

"Oh yeah...?"  I said sounding a bit unsure of myself now. 

"Would it be creepy if I saved it as my background?"  I could hear the smile in his voice which brought my smile back. 

"Not if I can make yours mine."  I shot back at him, I could hear him chuckling again. 

"Deal."  

   Once we hung up I did as we agreed and saved his picture as my background, now anytime I look at my phone I see Brendon in all his glory. Trust me, there was a lot of glory about him. In the back of my mind I did wonder what did this mean for us? Didn't couples only save someone as their background, I mean unless you're like a creepy person who does it. Letting out a sigh I continued staring at my background with a smile. It was nice to know that a guy like him wanted to save my picture as his background. With that thought in mind I turned my phone off and laid back down grabbing my book, I needed something to help me fall asleep because my mind wouldn't stop racing with questions and concerns.