Bad Boy's Maid

Chapter Three: Burger Town and adopted Dylan's

     A/N: If you're crazy and haven't lived and don't know who Dylan O'Brien is, this is him up above. (Wooing)

Dylan's mom had told me I'd be cleaning their rooms on Tuesdays on a Friday. Now it's Monday.
"Come on, It'll be fun!" Kenzie encourages.
I look at her blankly, "What part of being his maid is fun?"
She sighs, "Well you're not technically his maid..."
"I practically am. I have to do his laundry and pick up his room. Then I have to clean all the other bedrooms in his house. God only knows how many that is."
Kenzie stares at the floor but quickly looks up with a smile, "At least you don't have to cook for him!"
I blow out a breath, "If I cooked for him, he's die because I can't cook. So maybe I should cook for him..."
Kenzie's eyes widen and she chucks a pillow at my face, "Diana!" I laugh.
Throwing myself back onto my bed I look at my phone, "Should we call Jordan over?"
Kenzie nods, "Yea, he should be awake by now. Maybe." She chuckles and looks at the clock. "It's 2:00pm, maybe we have a chance."
I laugh as my phone rings, "Hmm?" I hear Jordan mumble.
Grinning I ask, "Are you by chance up yet?"
"No, I'm sleep talking. Bye." Aww how I love his sarcasm.
"Wait! We want to know if you'll come over." I say quickly before he hangs up.
He groans, "Fine, I guess I'll come visit you brats."
Kenzie scoffs, "We are not brats."
Suddenly Jordan behind to loudly laugh, "Yeah, and I hate sleep." He chuckles, "I'll be there soon."
I look at Kenzie whose leaning forward and putting her fire like hair into a bun. "He's coming,"
She nods, grinning, "We haven't seen him in a while."
"Yeah, he's too busy with his singing and his girlfriend." I fake cry, "Our best friend has kicked us to the curb."
"Aww, never." I look up to see Jordan leaning in the doorway. "Hey babes,"
He walks over and sits next to us on my bed, "So what's up?" He asks.
I lean forward and hug Jordan, "We missed you. And you totally ditched us."
He pouts, "You'll forgive me,"
"So again, what's been going on?"
Kenzie looks sideways at me, "Well," then she begins talking quickly, "Okay so Diana and her mom ended up clean a mansion. But while Diana was being Diana and dancing around with her headphone up full blast, the teenage guy that lives there came in. She was in his room. And she kept telling him to leave because she had thought he was an intruder. Anyways, she found out that she was in his room and also that he was Dylan Michael's. And well I totally ship them together." Then she sucks in air from talking too fast.
Jordan stares at me, "Dylan Michael's?" I nod, "And you're his maid?"
"Kinda, yeah."
Jordan smirks, "Have fun with that." Then he reaches forward and ruffles Kenzie and I's hair.
"Jordannnn." Kenzie whines. And he just laughs.
Jordan had black hair that fell over his eyes. He was pretty laid back and was actually Asian.
       "So what're we gonna do?" Jordan looks at us and raises an eyebrow, "Or did you people just call me over with nothing else in mind?"
        Kenzie laughs nervously, "Yea, we have no idea what to do."
      Jordan sighs, "Figured. Want to go eat?"
      I laugh, "Yup, I'm hungry." And Kenzie agrees.
      As we walked down the stairs, we all argued over what to eat. "Well I want chicken," Kenzie states. I roll my eyes.
       Jordan huffs back, "I want some kind of meat."
      Kenzie shoots back, "Chicken is meat. Never diss my chicken." Kenzie glares at Jordan as I just stand by and watch.
       Jordan glares back and soon him and Kenzie are having a glaring competition. I groan, "Alright, I'm ending this." They look at me, "We're driving my car. So we're just going to go down to burger town and we'll eat there. Got it? Good, because you had no choice anyways." Then I walk down the stairs and out of the house. "Lock the door behind you!" I yell back at them.
      I hear them grumbling and silently talking. Probably crap about me. I laugh as they pout in the car. "Kenzie, they have chicken tenders there too." Kenzie jumps just and smiles. All you need to make her happy, is some chicken. "Jordan, I think they have fish and steaks there too." Jordan grins.
     "I'm cool with going there now then." Jordan states and Kenzie nods. I chuckle, these children.
We pull into the parking lot and go into Burger Town. Once we step in, I grin. "Mm, smells awesome." My friends agree and we go up to order.
Kenzie of course, gets chicken. Jordan gets a steak, because apparently "Real men eat meat," according to him. And I get a double bacon burger. With fries, duh. Who can eat a burger without fries?
Choosing to sit in a both, we all slid in. "So Jordan," I start but Someone besides me interrupts.
"Diana?" I look up and see Chris.
"Oh, hey p*ss face." I chuckle at his confused expression.
"Why?" He just mumbles.
"Well because you didn't seem very happy last time I saw you."
He just nods. "Well I'm apparent my your waiter, what do you want to drink?"
I look to Kenzie and Jordan but just see surprised faces, "You talk to Chris too?" Kenzie asks in surprise. Jordan matches her expression.
"Kinda?" I say slowly, "I just met him last time I was at Dylan's."
"How you managed to have never seen them amuses me." Jordan laughs.
Someone clears their throat and I look up at Chris, "Drinks?" He asks impatiently.
"Oh yea, I'll have root beer."
"Sweet tea," Jordan answers.
"And I'll have orange soda."
Chris sucks his teeth, "Sorry, we don't have that.
Kenzie frowns, "Pibb?"
Chris grins, "We've got that. I'll be back in a minute."
Chris walks off from us and goes behind the counter, "Did you guys know he worked here?" I ask.
They both shake their heads, "Nope,"
A few minutes later Chris comes by with three cups of drinks in his arms. He sets the drinks down in front of us, "There ya go,"
I smile, "Thanks," he nods, "And you seem a lot more...happy today."
Chris glares at me, "I was just having a bad day."
I nod, "Okay,"
Once we get our food, we all quickly begin eating. Once I'm half way through my burger, the bell above the door dings and I look up.
Dylan comes through the door and walks towards Chris. "You guys still comin?" Dylan asks Chris after telling him he wants a root beer.
Filling up Dylan's soda, Chris looks back, "Yea,"
"Okay,"
I stop ease dropping and face Kenzie and Jordan, "Guys, stare out the window, looking away from the counter."
They look confused, "Why?" And Kenzie turns to the counter, not listening to what I just asked of her.
She quietly squeals, "It's the main character to your story!"
I groan and slam my head repeatedly on the table, "Please just stop," I mumble between hitting my head. "Just stare out the window."
Kenzie frowns then her and Jordan stare out the window. As do I. Now Dylan can't recognize me. Jordan chuckles and I kick him from under the table, widening my eyes at him to tell him to shut up.
But to my dismay, a hand lands on my shoulder. I huff, already knowing who it was. I turn around, "Dylan,"
"Aww, you're not ignoring me now, are you?" He puts on a fake pout.
"Yes I am," I forwardly say.
He smirks, "You've fallen for me."
I stare at him for a while before answering, "Wow, and no, I haven't nor will I ever."
Dylan whines then winks at me, his visual emotions changing within a second. "Oh I don't believe that. And see you tomorrow.
I glare at his back as he walks out from the restaurant. He's too obsessed with himself. If he grows old to marry himself and have adopted children named Dylan, I'm getting a million dollars because I called it.
Can't wait until tomorrow so that I can see Dylan and his lovely self, haha something I'd never say.

A/N: Hope this chapter was okay. Please vote and comment. I've actually been writing more lately. And I'm also currently watching teen wolf so Toodles people.