HEY PPL HERES CH. 8
VOTE AND COMMENT
-Nicole-
8:
At first we didn't realize that they were there but when my brother cleared his throat I was embarrassed out of my mind.
"Drea who is this?" Uh-oh he looked about ready to rip Jesse's head off.
"Hi, I'm Jesse." At that my sister squealed and ran over to me.
"That's-How-When-Explain!" she whispered/yelled in my ear.
"Uh...maybe I should leave I'll see you later Drea." Jesse said while backing away from my brother and towards the door.
"Ok," before he left he walked over and lightly pecked me on the lips before bolting out the door.
"What the hell was he doing in here!?!?" Tony screamed once the door was shut and we heard Jess's car pull out of the driveway. "And why the hell were you kissing him?!"
"Stop yelling! I'm not a child! I can do whatever I want!" I may have been over reacting but this is how I acted when people treated me like a baby.
"Drea, I'm sorry." He knows me better than anyone else, so he knew why I was being defensive.
"Whatever," with that I walked up the stairs to my room to think.
'What the hell just happened?' I thought to myself
'He kissed you stupid. Thats what happened'
That continued for about half an hour 'til I finally fell asleep. I would think up a stupid question and then after a couple seconds think up a stupid answer.
I woke up the next morning to a knock on my bedroom door. I tried to ignore whoever it was but they just wouldn't go away and it was seriously annoying the hell outta me.
"What!?!" My annoyed state vanished as soon as I saw who was at the door.
"Sorry, I'll leave you alone then." Chris said obviously hurt by my attitude.
"No sorry, I didn't mean to be a bitch I just didn't get much sleep last night." I said walking back over to my bed and wrapping the blanket around me. "So what's up?"
"Mark told me what you thought." That made me feel guilty and the fact that he wouldn't look me in the eyes didn't help any. But I was also confused as to why he would think that I wouldn't think that.
"Well, what was I supposed to think?" His head snapped in my direction and he looked me in the eyes for a couple seconds searching for something, what I had no idea.
He sighed. "I don't know." with that he left.
I was even more confused now than before. Good thing was that I didn't have to go to school today 'cause of press. So I decided to go back to sleep.
I was standing on a bridge cold and alone when I heard a voice call my name. Turning around I saw it was Jesse, smiling sweetly at me holding his hand out for me to take it. I had just taken a step towards him when I heard another voice. Chris was standing on the opposite end of the bridge holding his hand out for me to take as well. I didn't know who to choose so I stayed where I was. Just then there were two loud bangs and they both fell to the ground dead.
I woke up sweating with my hair stuck my face, scared and confused even more if that was possible. I had no idea what the dream meant and I really didn't want to know.
"Drea if you don't wake up you're gonna lose your fans." Sasha said walking into my room with a bowl of fruit loops. She stopped as soon as she saw me. "Wanna talk now?" I nodded and she set the bowl down on my dresser and came to sit by me on the bed.
I told her everything from the kiss with Chris (haha that rhymed) to the dream I had last night.
"Well?" I asked when I was done. She looked really deep in thought and telling her what happened just made me frustrated.
"Who do you like more?"
"I don't know. Isn't that kinda obvious." She was frustrating me even more. I told her that I didn't know who I liked more but she just kept asking.
"Think about it. In the mean time you have to get ready." I sighed.
"Okay"
Sasha POV
That poor girl didn't know who to pick and she's getting frustrated because of it. I personally thought she should pick Jesse. I mean he's known for being a really sweet caring guy, but Adrianna doesn't need sweet and caring she needs someone that can handle her and all her craziness. Chris is a player but he can handle her, but I don't see him opening up to let her in any time soon so he might lose his chance.
I knocked on the door only to get a grumpy go away so I just walked in. Chris was sitting on his bed just staring at the guitar in his lap.
"Are you playing my baby sister?" His head snapped to me and he looked hurt by my question but I needed to know.
"No." He got up put the guitar on the stand and turned on me his expression pissed. "Why does everyone seem to think I'm playing her. Is it so hard to think I might actually like her and not just fuck and leave!?"
I knew he wasn't lying when he said that he wasn't playing her but what confused me was that he said everyone was asking him that.
"What do you mean?"
"Ugh! She told Mark she thinks that and now everyone else thinks it too." He was pissed and hurt and he was taking it out on me.
"Did you ever give her a reason to think other wise!?!" That stopped him dead in his tracks.
He sighed. "No," he hung his head and I could tell he understood why Adrianna was acting the way she was.
"Well then maybe you should." I left the room to let him think about everything that he'd just figured out and what I had told him.
When I walked downstairs I saw Drea was dressed and getting ready to leave with dad so I decided now was a good time to tell her I was leaving.
"Hey, guys I'm gotta go back to the school so I'll call you when I get there 'kay." Drea pouted.
"You're gonna leave me here with all these boys." I just grinned devilishly at her and nodded.
"'Kay bye sis." She came over and gave me a big hug before dad told her they had to leave.
Adrianna POV
I was upset that my sister was leaving so soon but I was also happy 'cause I don't have to go to school for the rest of the week 'cause I'll be in New York. The only downside to this is that I was going with Jesse and had no idea what to expect from him.

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