Waking up this morning, I feel a sense of peace I haven't felt the last couple of days. Reese and Kaycee spent the night with me after our movie night. My little sister and Reese's little brother Mikey had the most fun telling us stories of their day, and their friends, and their teachers. I feel like I'm a real big sister again. Lately, Jess has been oblivious to anything that's not Mikey or piano lessons. I think now that she's older, she's beginning to appreciate all daddy has given us. This includes our multiple talents, that for her means piano.
She's been playing since she was 3, which wasn't that long ago but still. She helped me make cookies, and listened to me and the girls give Mikey tips on how to be a great boyfriend, and we gave her boy advice. The kids are really cute. Jess is all smiles whenever Mikey is around, and Mikey seems to follow Jess wherever they go. I see them growing up and hooking up, an idea that Reese and Kaycee seem to share. We talked about it in great detail after the kids went to sleep and mom finally left us alone.
Anyway, I told Kaycee, Reese, and Jason about my decision before we left Jason's house last night. I'm not going to bend over backwards to try and get Kyle's attention because I want him to like me for me. This includes, my style and my own intelligence. It's important to me, and they seemed to understand. So today Reese and Kaycee allowed me to dress myself, on the condition that I continue to play make-believe with Jason.
Today I decided to wear a simple blue jean skirt and a white tank top. I also happen to be wearing a bikini under my clothes because everyone insists on going swimming after lunch since we only have half days left this week. I chose to wear my gold bikini because it really brings out the red tones in my skin and the brown in my hair. I feel cute, not sexy, but that's good enough for me.
Jason arrives at the same time as yesterday, and we all file out of the house after saying good bye to my mom. When we get to school, Jason comes around to the passenger side to help me out of the car, like a good boyfriend. Reese jumps out of the car and runs straight into Ryan's arms, like she was running back home. Jason seems to see it the same way I do.
" Is it really that big of a deal that you didn't drive her to school this morning..... or spend last night with her?" Jason asks as we walk over to the rest of the group. His arm draped over my shoulder, my bookbag over the other one. Everyone laughs good-naturedly at the small joke.
Ryan finally responds after getting his fill of Reese and her kisses. He hugs her close to his chest and says seriously," Yes, it is. You got to drive your girlfriend to school, and as a new couple you should know what it's like. I can't get enough of my baby."
Jason just smiles down at me and kisses my forehead.
"I know the feeling," he says.
Someone clears their throat from behind us. I turn around to see Kyle walking up with Mary tucked under his arm giggling, while he whispers sweet( or not so sweet) nothings in her ear.
" If you guys are all done with the sappy talk, we should probably head to our lockers," Kyle says heading towards the school. I can't help but to glare at his back as he walks away... with Mary's hand stuck in his back pocket. Probably squeezing the mess out of his ass. Wonderful.
Then, Kyle looks back over his shoulder with a smirk, as everyone begins to head in.
" Oh, and no freshman allowed."
THAT JERK!!!!!
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After Jason walked me and Reese to our lockers, he disappeared to "handle some business". Reese ended up leaving me too, she had to go talk to one of our teachers about some grades he's neglected to put in.
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Once Bitten
ספרות נוערMegan Taylor HATES her best friend's older brother. Not only does he give men a bad name, he gives humans a bad name, too. This idiot that has tortured her ever since she can remember. She's a good kid. Does her homework on time...for the most part...