In My Deceiving Heels [2] OLD VERSION

Chapter Eight

I lugged my big suitcase down the stairs and out the front door of my apartment complex. The sun was warm on my cheeks as I stood with my hands on my hips, catching my breath.

Arianna stood at the trunk of her Range Rover looking down at her cell phone.

"So are you going to help me or not?" I asked, glaring at her.

"Yeah yeah." She waved me off lazily. I rolled my eyes and pulled the suitcase to the trunk.

"Who are you texting?" I huffed as I struggled to get my luggage into the car. When she didn't reply I snatched her cell phone from her after I was able to get the suitcase in. I scanned the screen. "Ryan? You're texting Ryan?"

Arianna quickly grabbed her phone. "Yeah, so what?" she pouted as a blush crept up her neck.

"Wait, are you guys like-"

"No!" she said quickly cutting me off. She then paused and thought quickly. "I don't know." she shrugged. "Yeah, I don't know but we've just been talking a lot."

I pressed the button on the trunk and as it closed both me and Arianna got into the car. I got into the driver's seat. Arianna sat in the passenger seat.

"So do you like him?" I asked her as we buckled up. When she stayed silent I glanced over at her. She was looking down at her lap but her dark hair was covering her like a curtain. I pushed her hair back and it revealed her cell phone in her hands as she texted away. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Just drive, we don't wanna be the last ones to get there." She muttered. I rolled my eyes and started the engine.

The beach house was five hours away, we had a long road ahead of us.

Three hours into the drive I glanced over at Arianna who so comfortably sat with her neatly pedicured feet up on the dashboard, her seat laid back a little and her charging cell phone in her hands.

"So you're not even going to give it a chance to just charge without you just like molesting it?" I asked her as I kept my eyes on the road. Our windows were down yet the country road still managed to have us flushed from the heat.

"Look, Kylie, I think you should keep driving and leave me and my cell phone alone." She commented.

I gave her a quick glance. Her long hair was up in a ponytail now, she'd tied it up after she realized that it was making her hot.

"What could you guys possibly be talking about, it's been three hours now." I muttered.

"We're talking about how naggy you are." Arianna teased. I deadpanned.

"Whatever, I'm tired, we switch at the next stop." I told her.

"Okay, good, I need the bathroom." She added. I glanced over at her once more, shaking my head.

We finally got a gas station a couple of miles later. Both Arianna and I got out.

"I'm going to the bathroom." She said quickly. I turned to nice attendant who stood at the gas pump.

"Fill her up, please." I said to the guy. He nodded. I went into the convenient store to buy some snacks. I took two bottles of water from the fridge, a big packet of dried mangoes and some gum. I stood at the counter as the nice lady rung up my items. Despite wearing my jean shorts, flip flops and a strappy tank top, I was still getting hot.

My cell phone rang. Megan was calling.

"Hey, what's up?" I answered.

"Hey, how far are you guys?" she asked.