Chapter 13

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*Aiden’s POV*

Jace and I are going fishing, he’s supposed to tell me the whole story on him and Keylee. Later I’m swimming with Paisley, although I wish it was just us it won’t be. I found out that natural blonde’s hair turn green in chlorine too. Really funny to see Paisley with green hair. It was worse last time because she put lemon juice in it and made her hair more blonde. I laughed at the thought and almost slipped. I let the sink overflow! Turning the water off I went to get the mop, I might as well mop I already have soap on the floor. This is why Jacob does the dishes.

While I was finishing up mopping the floor the phone rang, going to answer it and discovering I couldn’t find it. Of course, I can’t ever find the phone. It finished ringing as I turned the volume on my radio down. My mom was calling, I heard her when the machine picked up.

“Aiden or Jacob, call me back when you get a chance.”

Still not finding the phone, I pulled out my phone and called the house 3 times till I found it, under the couch cushions. Of all place the couch cushions really?!

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Dancing to her way to her dresser and opening the drawer Paisley turned around and said, "which one should I wear?"

Everytime. I never know what to say to her, like oh wear the purple string bikini, oh hey I like that one piece.

"Can I have a choice?" I asked her, it was at least halfway easier that way, right?

She made a face and said, "I'll just choose one myself, my lord you're difficult."

"I try really hard at it to." I walked up behind her and picked up a lime green top, "you know neon will really bring out those green highlights."  

Turning around she had her mouth open, "yeah and not having trunks because you can't find them is fun to."

"You wouldn't."

She held them up and ran. I stopped to listen to her foot steps, she was on her way down the stairs. Oh my smokes she's hiding them in the bushes again. Last time I had tiny sticks in places sticks should never be. Running down the alike hardwood stairs to find her sitting on the kitchen counter eating an apple. The girl took my trunks and is just sitting there eating an apple. She'd make a good hit man. She looked up and smiled, "you look a little lost." Take that back she'd reveal she had something to do with it.

"Well you see," I walked closer, "I'm not the lost one, my dear friend seems to have run away with a blonde and I can't find him."

Still smiling she said, " I think I saw them go that way," she pointed to the dining room. Walking closer to her, "oh really because I seem to have thought they like it," I tickled her knowing she'd crack, "here."

Dying in a fit of laughter and kicking me in my elbow, she managed to hop off the counter, walking over to the oven she led me to my trunks. The oven, how clever.

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"Paisley I can't tie it if you won't come out of the bathroom." Paisley can't tie things herself because if she does, well, it comes untied. There's four bathrooms in her house. One in her room, one in her dad's room, a half bath in the downstairs hallway and another half bath in the game room. The game room is where everyone hangs out when it gets cold outside, her piano is in there. She doesn't touch it much anymore, I guess her inspiration for that faded like my inspiration for drawing.

"Aiden, I still haven't figured out which one I want to wear."

"Lime green with the black bottoms. How 'bout that one?"

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