Glass Houses Shouldn't Throw Stones

Chapter Seventeen: Saturday

AN: Did you know Wattpad was made in Canada?

"Rise and shine and prepare for the whine!" Kylie shouted in my ear. I pulled the covers tighter around me. I had attemtped to become more of a morning person, because I waste half of my day when I stay in bed until 11 anyway. It isn't a very intelligent idea.

"What time is it?" I graoned.

"10AM! My mom wants to go out to breakfast." My eyes were wide open now, staring at her bedhead. "Come on!" She whined.

"Okay, okay." I stood, grabbed a towel from the hallway closet, and made my way to Kylie's bathroom. She had her own bathroom. Lucky, right? I showered, brushed my teeth, and applied moisturizer. I didn't normally wear makeup, because I'm not allowed to. I usually wore a tiny bit of concealer if I had a really bad spot. My phone played "What A Buzz" as I combed my hair, sitting on the countertop. I was really out of shape and especially since school started. Gross. When I slugged to her room, she was staring at herself in the mirror.

"Do I really look like what Aaron said?"

"Well, honestly?"

"Yes."

"You do wear a lot of mascara and eyeliner. I think your lipstick might be too dark on you too. But, it's your own opinion that matters. I don't care and neither should you. You're really thin and have eyes to die for." Her eyes were a very normal blue. Nothing like Aaron, though.

"Thanks. I think I'll just wear mascara and my usually BB cream, foundation, concealer, and powder." She smiled. Real girls didn't look perfect without ANYTHING. I just settled for less than perfect.

Ky and I made our way down the stairs. I greeted her lovely mother.

"Where to?" I asked.

"IHOP!" Kylie's sister shouted. We rolled our eyes.

"Main Street Diner? I'll drive." I offered. Everyone nodded. My feet grazing over the stuffed carpet, I stepped onto the front steps. Watching as Kylie's mom, Melody, locked the door, I made my way towards the car.

Melody rode shotgun and fiddled with the radio the entire team. Luckily it was only a fifteen minute drive. We were greeted with familiar faces and "Hey guys!" Sliding into the last booth available, we anticipated out waiter.

"Hey guys!" His voice ripped my gaze from my menu.

"Ror?" He asked, astonished to see me. His orbs were a grey today. An usually unhappy grey.

"Hey Aaron! Kylie you know Aaron. This is Kylie's mom and sister, Melody and Anastasia." I replied nonchalantly. Confidence is key.

"Hi Kylie!" He grinned at her and she just muttered "hello." Serves him right.

"What can I get for you today?"

I winked at Melody and she seemed to understand. "Four omelets, 6 butter milk pancakes, a coffee, two cheese omelets, 3 vanilla milkshakes, and.... what do you guys want?" I kept my face straight, while Anastasia burst out laughing.

"Uh...coming right up." He smiled awkwardly and hurried away. Once he was in the kitchen, I giggled along.

"We are before we came." Melody patted her stomach.

"His face when you said that!" Kylie couldn't breathe. We chatted about nothing for another fifteen minutes before Aaron arrived with our meals. We had long since gotten out drinks.

"Here Aurora." He moved to pass plates around, but I interjected.

"All for me Aaron. They aren't hungry." I felt bad teasing him. It felt mean and wrong. He smiled like it was okay, but the clear skies were grey.