I'm Bad. You're Worse.

Twenty Three: Sex Hair

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"Time to get up, Gorgeous," Jake coos in a singsong voice, jumping on top of me. I can almost hear the smirk in his voice.

"Five more minutes," I grumble into my, well, Jake's pillow. "We're going to be late, Gorgeous." He says, flicking at the side of my head.

"Ow! Since when do YOU care about being late?" I exclaim, sitting up and rubbing groggily at my eyes.

"Go take a shower. The sex hair doesn't really work on you." Jake smirks, getting up. "But-" "My mom's gone, don't worry," Jake says, effectively cutting me off and disappearing from the room.

I stumble around, gathering my outfit for the day, already irritated with Jake. I can't believe I let him talk me into doing this.

This is ridiculous. And if he plans on molesting my personal space again tonight, he's got another thing coming.

I'm living with Jake now. He was actually able to convince me to live with him. He's driving me to school today. Where everyone will see us and probably think that we've slept together. This isn't weird at all. Nope. Not one bit.

I'm still grumbling to myself (yes, I know, I've started doing that a lot) when I walk downstairs and make my way into the kitchen. Jake is at the stove, cooking an omelette.

Jake can cook?

I can't cook to save my life... But I guess Jake can.

"Hi," I say and yawn, plopping myself down on a seat at the table. "Hi, there, Gorgeous," Jake replies, not looking up.

"Why do you keep calling me that?" I ask, annoyance evident in my tone. Jake shrugs and flips the omelette over. "Because it's true." I snort and walk over to Jake, taking a closer look at our breakfast.

"I didn't know you could cook," I mutter absentmindedly, leaning against the stove. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Lily," Jake sounds almost exasperated now.

I chuckle, making my way back over to the table. Looks like I'm not the only one who's starting to get fed up with my new roommate.

I sigh and settle my chin comfortably on my hand, letting myself stare into space.

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I know my chapters are usually long, but I challenged myself to make this one as short as possible. Why? Because this one was kind of just a filler. Sorry, haha. :)

But the next one will be longer, I promise. :D

So I was watching a lot of superhero movies the other day, and I know this is really cliche but...

Question!

If you could choose between having the superpowers of either Superman or Thor, who's would it be? :)

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