Chapter 8- Kaylah

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•KAYLAH•

I just finished my morning routine and putting on a tank top and undies. I poked at my hickeys and smiled before walking out of my room.

I walked to my sisters door and knocked on it. After I waited 30 seconds and still heard no response I knocked again.

When I still heard no response I walked in and her room was empty. I frowned and walked out of her bedroom.

I walked into Kameron's room and he looked at me. "Kam, is Kammy home?" I asked.

"No." He answered.

"Wasn't she supposed to come this morning?" I asked confused.

"Yup." He answered popping the 'p'

"Then where is she?"

"I dont know." He shrugged.

"Then whose gonna cook breakfast?"

"We'll order chinese." He answered with a small shrug.

"Whose gonna cook dinner?"

"We'll order pizza."

"But that's two night in a row." I whined.

"I know." He smiled happily.

"Fat ass."

"Really. You know I've been doing a lot of sqauts in football practice maybe it's paying off." He winked and I rolled my eyes.

We should call her." I insisted.

We looked at each other. "Nah!" We said in unison laughing at how careless we are.

"Im hungry."

"Whose the fat ass now?" He laughed.

"Still you." I giggled. "Order some Chinese." I commanded.

He pulled out his phone and ordered for us. Once he was done he put his phone back in his pocket. "They said it'll be ready in 20 minutes and delivered in 30." He announced.

"Okay." I nodded and sat on his bed.

"Uh uh!" He lightly pushed me off. "You cant sit on my bed unless you put on some pants."

I frowned. "Why?"

"Because i dont want your bare ass sitting on my bed." I crossed my arms.

"But my ass isnt bare. Im wearing panties."

"Go put some pants on."

"Go put a shirt on."

"What? This is my room. I can stay shirtless if I wanna." He defended.

"And this is my house. Im older than you and I'm in charge. I can walk around in my undies if I wanna."

Ding Dong!

"It hasnt been 30 minutes yet." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"I'll get the door." Kam said getting up off his bed.

"No I'll get it. I ran out his room and towards the staircase." Kam shoved me out the way and we were fighting at the top of the staircase.

"You cant get it." He panted stepping a foot on the first step.

I pulled his muscular arm. "And why not?" I asked stepping a foot on the first step also.

"Because you have no pants on." He answered.

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