Overprotective Times Ten {1}

1.9

We decided to take our two Range Rovers and extras will follow with their motorcycle. So here I am following the guys on my maroon 08' Suzuki. We arrive at Ponderosa. I order a quarter pound rare steak and wait for the other guys to order their weights worth in food. We take a seat and get up to go to the buffet. I get up and start at the salad bar. I get a Greek salad and go back to our seat. They all eventually arrive and so does a slutty waitress hitting on the guys.

"A new waitress. Preferably less slutty."

I might be sounding bling but the guys know this is for the best and nod in agreement. She sticks her iron board in Jax's face and writes her number on a napkin. She finally leaves and a man walks over apologizes and says he is short on waiter so he will send his son over who won't be in uniform and hopes it won't bother us. We tell him it won't and a shirtless God walks. Oh yum. Can I get a quarter pounder of him. The guys all sigh and order our drinks. I give him my number on a napkin and he winks. The guys all look like they're stalking their prey.

I laugh it off. We eat our food and dinner went peacefully. Well, as peacefully as it can go with twelve people.

I ride Marion, my motorcycle, to the mall. We all meet up and discuss our plans.

"Everyone choose a partner. This is who you'll be with. You can stick to other groups. I assume we all brought money. I want three with Jamie. Make sure no one looks, touches, or even breathes on her. You got it?"

There are mumbles of responses all basically saying agreed. We all head to our respective areas. I have Wyatt, Jay, and Jake in my group. Great.

We agree each one of us get to choose a store and get thirty minutes in there. Jay chooses Hollister. We head in and all go through the aisles. I walk by a model and he offers me a free perfume with, what I'm guessing is, his number. I laugh and take it. As I walk by he slaps my butt, much to his misfortune, Wyatt saw.

"Ehh. Back off."

"Sorry. Didn't know she was with you."

"I'm her brother."

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Is there a problem," Jake butts in.

"Yeah. He was hitting on Jamie."

"Okay. You," Jay points at the model, "stay twenty feet away and we will no longer have a problem."

We pay and leave. I tell them I have to use the restroom and they tell me that they'll wait at Starbucks.

I run back to Hollister and she the guy. He looks at me and then scans the area for any potential threats. He sighs in relief. I laugh.

"Sorry about them. What's your name?"

"Daniel. I go to Kaplan College Dow the road."

"Cool. I'm a junior. I just transferred from Australia."

"That explains your accent. Only two of you had an accent."

"Only one is my biological brother. The rest I just live with. Technically, I live with ten guys. Sorry if that sounds kinda shady."

"It does but. Oh well."

"I should probably leave. I told them I was in the bathroom. Text you later though."

"See ya."

At least I got free perfume.

I go into Starbucks and see them sitting down with my drink. I head over and sit down.

We end up going to Forever 21, Famous Footwear, and Under Armor before meeting up in the food court. I go to Panda Express and get an orange chicken bowl.

We all eat and talk.

"How'd Jamie sitting go?"

"Hey."

"It went mostly okay besides a Hollister model hitting on her."

"What?"

"It was no big deal."

"We dealt with it."

"Where's the body," John whispers.

"Up your ass," Jake whispers back.

We laugh and head out. We go bowling.

"Okay guys only one beer," Jax asserts.

"Come on, I'm not driving ," Josh whines.

"Too bad."

We get our shoes and put them one taking a seat. I grab a twelve pound ball and input our names. We each play two games and I get a 161 and a 148 averaging a lot of math so...

We go home and take a seat on the couch. I decide to text Daniel.

- Hey😍😍

- I take it this is the mall girl. Sorry I didn't get your name.

- Sorry about that, it's Jamie and yeah

- Whatcha doing

- Hanging with the idiots. You?

- Texting a beautiful girl

- Awe. Thanks

- Np

We go on and play twenty questions.

"Jamie who are you text?"

"Uhh."

"Let me see your phone."

Oh no.

This chapter dedicated to reeseiehole908  Thabks for trying and playing the game. I lived in Toronto, Canada for three years. I also lived in U.S, Cuba, and Italy. The next update will be next Friday. Please continue to vote and comment. Thanks!!!!

- Libby