Chapter-11

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Getting dressed didn't take me that long, but taking off the makeup was like toucher. I used makeup removal, wipes, soap and water, and still had eyeliner under my eyes, and mascara at the beginning of my eyelashes. I just decided to redo the mascara, and a little bit of the eyeliner, making it seem like I only took a little off. Then, I put my hair into a high ponytail.

After I was done, I walked down the stairs in the same black tank, but with a small jacket with the sleeves pushed up, and a pair of black shorts. My bare feet were cold on the hard wood steps and floor when I walked, so as soon as I came down I sat on the couch criss crossed. Looking up, five pairs of eyes were looking at me, two identical light blue ones, two identical dark brown ones, and then a pair of beautiful emerald green orbs.

"That took a little longer than you normally do. You okay?" Kyle asked. I called him up the stairs right before I started to change, pleading him not to drive Ash away. He had said a simple, 'No promises,' before walking back downstairs.

"Yeah, it just took forever getting most of the makeup off. And I barely did anything! I swear, boys are so lucky," I grumble. They chuckle before taking a seat. Brandon sat on my right, Asher on my left, the twins in the love seat, and Kyle in the recliner. As I was about to start conversation, a long, cool hand grabs a hold of mine, making a small blush rise to my cheeks. "So, what are we going to do for the remainder of the night?"

Brandon spoke first. "Well, we could do what we always do. Order takeout, play some games, drink."

"Wait, you guys let her drink?" Asher asked, his tone surprised.

"Yeah. She was the one that got us all drinking." Kyle answers, his looking at me with amusement in his dark brown eyes.

"Awe, come one! You all know I opened up a whole new world making you guys play that game!!!"

"Really now? 'Cause I only remember all of us waking up to you with four classes of water and a bottle of pills. We got so wasted we all passed out!"

"I didn't..." I mumble. Okay, so it didn't exactly go as they claim. It wasn't my first time drinking, but Mum's golden boys had never done it. I had asked them why, and they said they just never tried it. So I decided to play a game of Rock Paper Scissors, if I won then we would drink, if they won we would just go to bed. I had won. And yes, I didn't get wasted, mainly because we didn't drink that much, they just...well, they couldn't hold their alcohol.

"So you were a bad girl way before I met you."  Asher whispers into my ear, making me laugh.

"You have no idea, PrettyBoy."  

"Hey!" Jack yells. "No lovey dovey crap while brothers are in the room!"

"Sorry. Now, let's get to the games!"

"I'll get the drinks," Brandon offers, before walking into the kitchen. Kyle moves into the floor by the 50 in. TV we had, taking out the Xbox in one of the cabinets under the tv stand. James took out his phone as he got up, walking into the kitchen as well, probably to order something. It started to get awkward with no one talking, and Jack probably thought the same as he spoke.

"So, Asher is it?"

"Yes," Asher answers.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Well, I'd like to just be a man with a family. Beautiful wife, maybe...two children." As he says this, the grip on my hand tightens ever so slightly. He didn't look or sound upset or angry, but something about him just gave me that...vine that he didn't appreciate the question. "And what about you? What are your plan for the future?"

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