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Thirteen days before Christmas and I give you this very horny-teenagers-filled chapter.

You're welcome.

((I am not responsible for spoiling your innocent minds. Beware...))

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"I won't be able to watch your gig tonight, Grey."

"Why, dear Louis Lane, are you unable to come?"

I grin as I continuem to play with my French nails. He's on speaker. "Aw, you miss me already?"

"Of course."

I look at Veronica, who just came out of the dressing room in a peach cocktail dress. She raises an eyebrow at me as if to ask if I think it looks great on her.

I shake my head.

She pouts before going back in the dressing room.

Blue pretends to sigh. "It's hard living for a night without a chaperone."

"I'm resigning then. I'd rather look over a dog than a monster like you."

"I'm better than a dog, I tell you."

I scoff, smiling. "Your actions are far more worse than an animals. Why though?"

"Because dogs can't tell you you're pretty," he tells me, his voice husky.

I swallow as I gaze outside the store.

The sun's setting.

I lick my dry lips as I rack my brain with a clever response. "But they can lick."

"You want me to lick you?" Blue asks incredibly.

My wide eyes met Veronica's. My face heats up as she smiles widely. "I can hear you having phone sex!" she shouts accusingly.

"We are not having phone sex, stupid," I defend. I look around the store to see if someone's eavesdropping on us.

Blue sounds miserable. "Am I on speaker?"

"It's -"

"Dear Neptune," Veronica cuts in. She fans herself with her hands as if it was so hot. "If you want to do something naughty, please, I beg you, please don't do it when I'm around."

I growl at her.

She wrinkles her nose. "It's disgusting."

"Who was that, Winter?" Blue asks.

I narrow my eyes at grinning-in-triumph Veronica. "My friend, Veronica."

"Hi, Blue!" she yells, going nearer.

"She was the one who thought about the airplane thingy," I explain.

Veronica scoffs as she carefully placed the dress back on its hanger. "Yeah and Winter used to be a scaredy cat before about how she was too scared to text a reply."

"Don't be too flattered, you arrogant monster," I tell him.

Blue makes a thoughtful sound. "I've been called worse."

Veronica makes a gesture towards the two hangers at the adjacent chair. One's yellow and the other is dark green.

I shake my head sadly. I still don't know what to wear.

Veronica cuts in. "Hey, Blue? What color suits Winter the most?"

I roll my eyes. "Are you seriously asking fashion tips from a guy?"

"It wouldn't be fair if I chose your dress. It'll be biased."

"Dress for what?" Blue asks.

"That's the thing." I gaze back at the dresses, playing with its silk. "I can't go home because we're shopping for dance night next week. So far I've picked two dresses."

Veronica says, "And she suddenly said she was tired so I said 'oh it's okay just wait for me outside the dressing room' then I go out and hear you having phone sex!"

Someone suddenly places his arm around Veronica's shoulder. "Who's having phone sex?" Frank asks, his eyebrows meeting at the bridge of his nose.

"Winter and her boyfriend," Veronica answers.

"We weren't. Having. Phone sex!" I defend. "For the love of God."

Frank snickers. "If you need to have sex, you can just ask a condom from me jeez."

"He's not my boyfriend!" I scream.

"Tell me about it," Veronica says sarcastically before slapping Frank's arm as she places the dress back on its rack.

I angrily stand up and march outside the store towards the parking lot.

I'm wearing a thick brown jacket. It's useless since it didn't help me with the cold December wind.

I didn't put him on speaker mode before placing my phone on my ear. Its radiation warms my ear's surrounding.

Blue's laugh fills my ears.

"What are you laughing at?" I ask him, my voice raising. "This isn't funny, Blue!"

"I was just imagining what you looked like."

"Pissed off."

"It's your fault you want me to lick you." He laughs again.

"Argh!"

"Okay, fine." He clears his throat. "I'll stop."

"Thank God."

"After I lick you." He guffaws.

I roll my eyes, smiling a little.

"I wonder how you taste like."

I wrinkle my nose. "Gross."

Blue takes a deep breath. "So I won't be able to see you tonight huh?"

"Yeah." I swallow. "I'm so sorry." I see my breath crystallize in front of me.

"You busy tomorrow?"

"Not at all. Why? Do you have some weird thing in mind again?"

"It's not really weird."

I wait for him.

"I want you to meet my mother."

My mouth drops to the ground.

"Is that cool with you?" Blue asks nervously.

I close my mouth before whispering, "Sure," unsurely.

"You sound so excited," he replies.

I puff.

"Can't wait for me to lick you?"

I end the call.

When I got back in the store, Veronica's helping Frank pick between two tuxedos. I take my phone out.




6:03 pm

You. Are the grossest. Person. I have EVER. EVER. EVEEEEEEER. Met.






You're the cutest :)

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