Squad Tales - J•B

When Kylie Met Rhiannon: Coachella Day Three

Justin, Harry, and Cody  had gone in search of alcohol while Kendall, Gigi, and I lounge in Justin's tent passing a particularly fat blunt.

"Rhiannon you rolled this?" Kendall asks in amazement before passing the smoking herb to Gigi.

"Yeah, I did, Justin bought me the rolling paper isn't it cute?" Both girls nod and Gigi admires the gold encasing. Gigi takes a mega hit and then Passes it off to me. I light the spliff again and take a drag.

"Kylie hates me" I tell them through a cloud of smoke, the both of them are quick to snuff out my current insecurity.

"King so doesn't hate you she's just..." Kendall looks to Gigi for help but the blonde isn't any help as she shrugs and bites her lip.

"My sister is very protective of the one's she loves. The both of us of course love Justin, but Kylie really latched on. For a long time we were just Kim's little sisters and he helped us realize that that was bs"

"Kylie is actually super shy" Gigi says like its a huge secret, Kendall nods and reaches for the pink lighter.

"Somehow I doubt that's true" I say wryly and Kendall reaches for a pretty glass bong.

" Oh, but it is." She says as she loads the paraphernalia and sets it on her lap.

"Yeah Kylie jus-"

"Kylie just what?" comes the curious voice of Kylie Jenner from the tents entrance. Kendall nearly (keyword nearly) drops the bong out of surprise before taking the biggest longest hit ever.

"Kylie just... Walked in. Let's go Gigi"

"go where?" Gigi ask in confusion, but she doesn't get an explanation because Kendall shoves the bong towards her and ushers her out of the tent. Kylie doesn't say anything until she sits down on the couch that her sister once occupied.

"Can we talk?" I stub out the blunt in a nearby ashtray and fix her with a semi weary gaze.

"Sure. What about?" She blushes and looks away before eyeing another perfectly rolled blunt that sits on the table.

"May I?" she asks pointing to the roach and I shrug and gesture for her to take it. I even toss her a lighter.

"This is good," she says when she coughs out a cloud I nod and lean back against the couch,

"you didn't come here to smoke with me Kylie, so what's up?" Her clothes were as cool and iconic as always. This time she sits before me in a black lace ensemble, her head decorated with a glittering chain and some flowers.

"I'm sorry that I was so quick to judge you" she sound sincere but the day's events have left me miserably high and sort of irritable.

"Yeah before I even opened my mouth. Don't worry I'm used to it" I tell her. My voice holding a slight edge as my mind dredges up the mean tabloid headlines.

"What does that mean?" Kylie wonders and her look is genuinely curious, but my attitude goes for the kill.

"Don't act like you haven't called me a gold digger behind my back."

"I don't know you well enough to-"

"why are we doing this?" I ask and the question settles between us like the smoke in the room.

"Because Justin is my best friend and best friends respect when the other is in love and said best friend shouldn't have talked so much shit" I contemplate her apology and turn the words over in the haze of my brain.

"I've never had a best friend," I don't know why I tell her this. Must be the ganja.

"Not one?"

"Nope" I pop the ' P' so loud that it seems to echoed around the tent.

"I'll tell you what. Let's start over and maybe I can change that." She puts out her spliff and reaches for my hand. I take hers and sit up on the couch.

"I'm Kylie, Justin's told me so much about you" her eyes are twinkling and for the first time I realize that perhaps Kylie Jenner was more scared of me than I could ever be of her.

"I'm Rhiannon. You should know that Justin loves you unconditionally and my being in the picture won't change that" Kylie nods and continues to shake my hand. From outside the tent we hear the crowd start to holler and shout and moments later the bass system of the outdoor venue is rocking the camp grounds.

"Oh fuck. that's Tyler The-"

"The Creator" I finish and we meet each others eyes again a reflective gleam shared between the two of us.

"You like his music?"

"Like is a strong word"

"Ha. Dude is crazy."

"Want to push our way to the front?"

"I'll call my bodyguard, he can bum rush us up there in 5" and then we're leaving the tent hand in hand while Justin and the guys show up with brown paper bags concealing  copious amounts liquor.

"Do a shot for me baby!" I call behind me as we pass him and then with another thought I shout,

"And for Kylie too!" Her smooth hand tightens on mine as she pulls me closer to the commotion. He looks beyond confused but nevertheless tips back the bottle and takes a swig.