A/N: Okay, I know that I have been MIA for quite some time. I swear I don't mean to be negligent of you guys but I guess like takes me down a path that I don't want to take...
So, tonight, I should be able to upload again. Yes, you read that correctly. I was actually gonna say that until I upload on my other stories, I won't upload on this one. But if you know me by now, I get my literary distraction way too quickly for my own liking. This is a good thing for you :D
Keep an eye open and I should be uploading my other stories to be updated as well.
I swear I need a keeper sometimes. I apologize that I have been holding on to this chapter for quite some time, a few days actually :(
Two more chapters and I should have posted my plot line... I think.
Read this chapter but don't hate me for it.
Happy reading!
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Chapter Th1rt33n
*Natalie*
Waking up the next morning with a smile on my face was something out of the ordinary. The pounding in my head was an indication that I might have had more drinks than I believed I did the night before. Thinking back to it though, I can easily guess why I didn’t feel the full effects of the alcohol. We were drinking sickly sweet alcoholic beverages.
The only exception to the rule was Carmen. Again, this puzzled me to no end as she is still hiding something from me. I asked my other friends and they just kept on telling me to ask Carm herself as they don’t wanna lose that confidentiality of a secret that Carm had bestowed upon them. I guess that’s a good thing as I pondered more about it.
Once I sat up in bed, I immediately felt the cool breeze of the morning air brush through my bare body...wait, bare body? I looked down and found myself in just my underwear. Frantically, I covered my top half as the rest is still under the Egyptian cotton sheets.
At the same time, I let my eyes wander around the room until my eyes settled on a lump next to me in bed. What did I do last night, more importantly, with whom? I ran a hand over my dishevelled blond hair as I thought back last night. Some things were blurry and others were undetectable due to me probably blacking out from too much alcohol.
Like taking off a Band-Aid, I lifted the sheet that was covering the unknown person. Unconsciously, a gasp left my lips. Kyle. My mind started reeling as I tried to recall what had happened last night that ended the idiot in bed with me. For one, he’s shirtless. I hope he’s wearing pants or else I would actually do something that might cause him permanent damage.
“Kyle! Wake up!” I hissed at him as I shook his shoulder.
“Mom…I don’t…I don’t wanna… go to school” he whined as he pulled a pillow from under his head and placed it over his head to cover the light that was filtering through the curtain covered windows.
I pulled on the pillow ending in us playing a bit of a tug-of-war with it. The whole time, he had his eyes closed. I just really want him to wake up because I need answers that we didn’t do anything stupid last night. Then again, seeing as I am still in my underwear was proof enough that I didn’t do extreme things such as…sleeping with Kyle…figuratively speaking anyway.
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Fireworks (Player's Chronicles) Volume II {Complete}
RomanceNatalie Ashburn is a young, single, beautiful woman. So what's wrong with her? Nothing...except for her fear of commitment and the L word. No, not Lesbian but LOVE! Will she be willing to get lost in love or will she be single forever?