The Bad Boy, The Bet & Me

Chapter 43: Paige's Babies & Flour-power

The weather was colder than usual was weird for California. I was more than ready for Winter. I just loved the concept of being wrapped up in scarfs, gloves on, and stepping out in your boots hearing the crunch of snow at your feet. To me, there's no cosier season than winter, you can actually have the excuse to cosy up to someone because the fact you want to live and they are the only available heater.

I wrapped myself tighter in my camel coloured jacket which fell a little bit above my ankle. Paige called me earlier telling me to come to hers which was unusual since we always ever hang out at mines. I took the liberty of getting some coffee from this cafe I found out about and ordered a caramel flavor coffee thingy, I don't really know I just went with it.

Elliot had gone off early in the morning mumbling just bye to me and a spilt second of eye contact in the morning. He was taking Vanessa our for a date which I couldn't stop hearing about from Ness. Last night she told exactly what she was going to wear, what eyeshadow she would be using, it was Hush, and even to what color underwear she was wearing.

Purple.

Elliot and I are still on the awkward phase, I don't know it takes longer for siblings. The thing is, neither of us is going to make the first move, and its like every day we become further apart. I don't like that, I miss the days I could just waltz in his room, grab a controller on his demand and kick his ass at FIFA whilst talking about our life problems.

To be honest, I never expected for Elliot to actually go out and date Vanessa. Don't get me wrong, she's an amazing girl, sweet all round and funny non-stop, I'm talking about the Elliot part. The thing is with Elliot, he never settles down with a girl. It's just a fling, the use of their feelings gone down the drain and like always he ends up alone.

The amount of times I've told him to change his ways is endless, I actually can't remember how many times I've told him to find a sweet girl that he likes and for once, try things out and make it sometime meaningful. Maybe this time he is actually serious with Vanessa, I mean I could always feel the awkwardness/sexual tension building up whenever we would hang out as a three. I always ignored that eeiring shiver running down my spine, but now I guess I just have to deal with it.

You should not need to see your best friend and you twin brother making out.

And I've seen worse.

Before I know it, I'm at the blondes house, armed with two coffees and before I knock I look around for her parents car and when I don't see the silver and black car I ring the bell persistently just as she did before.

In your face bitch.

I hear the shouts of girl, Paige, before I hear loud thumps coming towards the door and I'm greeted with a very angry woman her eyes bulging out of her sockets. Her pink rollers in her jet black hair as she if she was getting ready accompanied with a white bath gown. Her brown eyes full of annoyance as she taps her foot impatiently.

"And you are not Paige." Awkwardly staring at the woman before me who looks like she would dissemble in a split second and then feed me to a raccoon. She pants heavily, observing every inch of my face while she crosses her arms in front of her broad chest raising her eyebrows.

"Damn right I ain't no Paige! Do I look like a Paige to you?" The sarcasm dripping from her voice which is growing higher with every letter.

Dumbly, I stutter taken back the sudden question and frankly I feel a little scared. "I me-mean you cou-could-"

"Nur-eh you weren't meant to answer that, and who rings a bell like that? I just put my kid to sleep and if T wakes up Ima make sure you come and sing her a lullaby with that mouth of yours and you can rock her with those arms that can ring a bell like your being chased by a serial killer." Tutting at the end giving the once look over as I stand there uselessly my mouth wide open.