I'm so sorry for the late update guys. I've been overly busy lately. Grade 11 is very demanding.
It's another one of 'those' chapters, as requested :) If it's going to bother you, please don't read It.
Enjoy.. (:
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**Jennifer's POV**
"Oh my.." Was all I could manage to get out, and it wasn't even at a proper volume.
"Wow.." Kamron said, pacing towards the bed.
The room was huge, not a normal huge but like, a big ass huge.
Our bed was massive, with a beige satin headboard. The bed itself was made of a beige, light brown wood with white sheets and a lavender blanket draped over the bottom of the bed as a footer. The bedding was white, and the pillows too. Although there were smaller, satin pillows that were similar in colour to the purple blanket on the bed.
Kamron had reached the bed by now, and had sat down on what I guessed would be his side. As he sat down, I cringed a little at him ruining the perfection of the bed and he looked over at me and laughed.
"You're so cute." He said, continuing to look around the room.
"Whatever," I mumbled, blushing shyly and walking over to the double cupboard doors on the right side of the room. The doors were the same colour wood as the bed, and the floors were too.
The cold floor creaked under my feet as I came to a standstill in front of the cupboard.
The knob was gold and ice cold against my skin. I reached for it and opened the door, and it creaked open slowly.
A walk in closet? You're kidding me.
"Holy crap.." I whispered.
There were so many clothes and shoes and ear rings and necklaces and dresses and bags and rings. Everything, in every colour.
The left side of the closet started with about ten rows of shoes, from stylish, glitering high heels to sneakers to uggs. Then came the bags, every size possible, some of the designers I didn't even know existed. Then clothes, shirts : from shiny, sophisticated and chic to sexy and tight, pants : there were rows of hanging jeans and leggings with horizontal tears and rips in them, then the formal jeans and leggings, then the dresses : short semi formal dresses first, then the short formal to the long, ball gowns. The jewellery was next and it all took up the other half of the left hand side of the room.
Full length mirrors separated the different sections and along the middle isle of the room, couches were lined up facing back to back so that someone could sit and put on the shoes. Or probably rest when they reach halfway to the back wall of this never ending room.
I glanced over at the right hand side, and there were clothes for Kamron too. Also starting with shoes: Formal leather shoes first, to kicks and sneakers. Then ties: endless amounts of ties with endless colours and textures and shapes and patterns. Then the shirts: button ups to everyday shirts to wife-beaters. Then the pants: Kamron had a whole selection of jeans and sweatpants along that isle. Then the tuxedo's: every color, every style.
I disappeared into the cupboard in search of pj's, but I couldn't find any. So I striped down into only my underwear and grabbed one of Kamron's T-shirts and yanked it over my head. It hung just above my knees and elbows. Satisfied, I walked out and plonked down on the bed next to Kamron.
"Hey," he said raising his eyebrow. "Where'd you get that?" He sounded like a kid who's brother got ice-cream, but he didn't.
I giggled and he smiled broadly, scooping me into his arms and kissed my face tenderly as he tickled my sides.
