Surviving Life on the Tuscany Reserve

Chapter 4: You Must Hate Me Now

 After giving Melissa her keys an hour ago she sped out of the house like a tornado. I decided to go find my closet brother, Luke. I walked up to Blake's room and it was empty. Then I tried Caleb's room, no one. I decided to take a plunge and I knocked on Wyatt's door.

He answered with a groaned: "Lucas, I told you a million and one times I don't wanna play Mario Kart!" Then he noticed I was standing outside his door and not his little brother. "Elle, damn, I'm really sorry. I thought you were Lucas."

"I have a feeling Lucas was bothering you?" I laughed.

"Yeah..." He chuckled.

"So-"

"I heard you gave Jac a nose bleed. Nice one." He held up his hand for a high five.

I clapped hands with him. "Thanks."

He walked back into his room laying back down on his bed, leaving me in the doorway. "So, what the bitch do now? Come tell Wyatt all about it." He smiled patting the bed next to him.

I walked in and sat far back enough so that my back leaned agaisnt the wall. Wyatt put his feet in my lap as I gave him a flat expression.

"Well?" He smirked at my expression.

"He just told me that he was better at soccer than me. No biggy."

"I see. So the nose bleeding?"

"He kicked the ball at me while I was walking away and I bicycle kicked it back at him, just in the facial area." I laughed. 

"Ha! What a loser!" Wyatt laughed.

"I feel really bad though. It's not like I planned to kick him in the face. It just happened."

"Well, he deserved it if you ask me." Wyatt said.

"Yeah, never insult a girl's soccer skills." I laughed.

"Yeah, ain't that the truth."

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I ended up hanging with Wyatt till dinner, not worried bout' finding Luke anymore. Wyatt had decided that we should watch a movie and I guess we both fell asleep because when I woke up Wyatt's arm was around my waist, and my head was resting on his arm. I was just coming out of sleep mode when Lucas opened the door.

"Hey Wyatt, you seen Caleb around here? I can't find him anywhere-" Then he looked up and saw us. He started backing toward the door. "I uh, sorry. I didn't... Nevermind." Then he dashed out of the room and down the hall.

Wyatt's eyes blinked open. "Lucas? Is that you?" Wyatt looked toward the door and then at me. His eyes got big. "Um.... Elle? What happened?"

"We fell asleep watching the movie." I yawned, sitting up. "Sorry bout' that." 

"No prob at all. If I knew that was gonna happen I woulda down this earlier." 

"Do what-?"

Wyatt pushed his mouth to mine. After a few seconds, Wyatt ended the kiss. "Shit... Uh... Sorry..." He mumbled resting his forehead agaisnt mine. "You must hate me now." He breathed a laugh.

"No prob at all." I forced a giggle, not wanting to hurt his feelings or make the moment awkward.

Quickly, he sealed my lips with his harder and more intense this time. Wyatt didn't pull away until Jamey called his name. I moved to the floor before the brown haired Jamey got to the door.

"Hey, Jamey." Wyatt and I said in unison. 

"What's up?" Wyatt asked.

"Well, Lucas came running down the stairs saying wierd stuff bout' you and Elle, but I see now that he most have got it wrong." Jamey laughed.

"Well, actually-"

"Actually, Wyatt and I fell asleep watching Pirates of the Carribean." I laughed. "I guess I'm pretty absent minded, sorry for worrying the little guy."

"Oh." Jamey laughed. "How can you fall asleep during that movie? Johnny Depp is hilarious." 

"Just me I guess."

"Well, you guys coming down for dinner or what?" Jamey asked.

"Hell to the yes!" Wyatt jumped from his bed and run to the door. He looked back to me. "You coming Elley?"

"Naw, I think I'm gunna go lie down. Not really hungry anyway." I said.

When I got in my room, I found Luke asleep on my bed. I nudged his shoulder.

"Five more minutes, Mom!" I smiled at the reaction. It was what he would say when ever our mom went to wake him up for school.

"Luke, dinner's ready. Everyone's downstairs." I laughed.

He opened his eyes to see if my words were just apart of another dream. "Oh, thanks, sis." He said before dissapearing down the Small Hallway.

I sat on my bed, looking out across the property. My finger tips touched my lips. Wyatt Jones's mouth had been there only ten minutes ago. There was no doubt in my mind that he liked me. I got that vibe from the first words he said to me.

I tried to sort my feelings for him out. Wyatt was unmistakedly cute, of course, but all of the Jones's boys were cute. I couldn't say that I enjoy his personality. He acted like he was the best of the best, just like Eric. Plus, I felt a strange pull to be near Ian. I don't know why, but I feel happy around Ian and he seems to be comfortable around me too.

"What to do, what to do." I sighed to myself.

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I hope you liked that chapter. So Wyatt and Elle? Comments on that? I gotta say that I love writing about Wyatt cause he's one of the fun all around caring guys. Well comment and please vote:)

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