"Riley, just to warn you Colton is going to be here in five minutes," Easton's voice says burning my ears.
"Oh, my gosh! I want to sleep... You know what," I say. I get up brush my hair. Brush my teeth. And put on my school uniform. I grab a blanket and my backpack and run outside the door.
*~*"Hey Ri," Jake says. As I walk into their house. I groan. I go over to the couch and lay my head down and put my blanket over me. I feel someone lift my feet up then put them back down in their lap.
"Colt and Coop both called me and your going to school today," I hear Casey's deep voice. I groan. He chuckles. "Come on Ri, just... You need to go to school and here I'll make sure the J's keep an eye on you. You can hang out with them today," He says. I don't answer. He tickles my feet.
"STOP IT!" I yell at Casey. He keeps tickling my feet. I kick him in his sensitive stop and he groans.
"Fück!" He yells.
"Casey Julien Falcon! Watch your mouth! Get in here right now!" I hear Ariel, Casey, Jake and Jack's mom yell to them.
"Your going to poison me!"
"Kitchen! Now!" She yells. He groans and gets up. A few minutes later I hear spitting and coughing. Then Casey comes rushing into the living room.
"Because of you! I got pepper in my mouth!" I laugh.
"She still does that?!" He nods. Then Ariel comes running in.
"Riley! I haven't seen you in forever! Oh my! Ok well you guys need to get to school but get a ride home with Jake and Jack so me and Miller can see you," she says. I nod.
"Come on ri," Casey says. Ugh.
I will be going into the pit of fire for seven hours. Great.
Note the sarcasm.
*~*"Love you," Casey says. I glare at him.
"Bye." He chuckles. I get out and slam the door of his roadster. Jack and Jake appear from behind me and they guide me over to their friend group.
"Who's this," A tall buff guy says.
"My cousin Riley," Jack says. He nods.
"Hi, I'm Mason," the guy says. I give him a tight smile then look over my shoulder to try and avoid eye contact.
"Sorry, she's a bit cranky today," Jake says. I roll my eyes. I take his arm and twist it and hold it between his shoulder blades.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.. You mind repeatin' that?" I snap at him.
"Um, no." He stutters.
"What I thought," I hear a bunch of 'ooo' that's when I let him go.
"One time when she was ten, she made a girl cry because she said that she was wearing a different kind of boots then the girls at her school. It was hilarious," Jack says. The bell rings and I sigh in relief. I walk away from the boys and go into the hall way.
"You get me for an hour," Max says coming beside me. I smile at him.
"How ya holding up?" He asks. I shrug. He nods.
The first class on a Monday morning is crappy. It's really boring, and I don't know what I'm suppose to do, I can barely keep myself awake.
I tell Max that I am going to go to the bathroom because I need to get out of that classroom. But when I do, I come face-to-face with Maci.
Oh joy.
"Well, if it isn't the slût. Where is your group of man whores?" She asks batting her eyelashes. I sigh and keep walking. But she didn't get the hint. She pushed me and made my body jerk forward.
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"We're not dating," {COMPLETED}
Teen FictionRiley Falcon, 18 years old, small town country girl. she grew up in Dover, Kentucky with her six siblings. yep you heard right SIX Living in a house with two other girls and four boys is challenging but she can manage...sometimes. but how will she...