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Thanks, so once again, sorry to leave you hanging on the last post. I had so much homework to finish.
But here is the rest of chaps 6 :)
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CHAPTER 6.2
STILL *Jennifer's POV*
"What's wrong?" Jennie asked me.
"Nothing," I spat out. Obviously I was pissed. She realized it and figured not to ask. Jennie took the drink for me and went over to her chair, sitting down. I sat on the edge of her bed, my back facing her.
The image of Andrew up close to my face entered my mind. His hand was reaching for my cheek and...
F*ck! Why am I thinking about him? This is so effing wrong! I shook my head to get every memory out and looked over at Jennie.
She choked on her water as she laughed.
"What are you thinking?" she wondered.
"Haha, you don't wanna know," I warned. She shrugged and continued drinking.
Hmm, this isn't right, I thought, but I need to get back at him just for that. A wide grin sneaked onto my face. Revenge again? I think so.
"What are you thinking?" Jennie asked. Erm, I think I better have Jennie stay here. I don't want her to get any ideas.
"I'll be right back," I told her. I stood up and left, shutting her door behind me. Slowly, I opened Andrew and Tyler's door and peaked inside. Tyler wasn't there, but Andrew was.
Sleeping? Even better. I slide through the door and shut it behind me, locking it so no one would happen to walk in on me. I came up to his bedside and took him in.
His black hair looked soft and messy, sorta sexy actually. He was sleeping with his chest at an angle towards me and a hand near his face. I knelt down closer to him.
Wow. Those lips-pink, soft, luscious lips... My hand moved towards them involuntarily and was just a breath away from them.
No Jen, dammit! I thought. I pulled my hand back. There's more for you to see, my conscious told me. I scanned him lower. His shirt was slightly ruffled, but his abs were still visible. I felt myself gaze just at his stomach...damn, I wanna feel that. My hand started to move towards him, when suddenly, his body turned to where his chest faced the ceiling and he was lying flat on his back. I froze completely.
What the hell am I doing in here? I argued with myself. Wait...revenge. The smile came back as I stood up, turned around and plopped myself right onto him.
"What the f*ck, Tyler?! Get the f*ck off of me!" Andrew yelled pushing at my side, his eyes still closed, "You're weigh like an elephant!"
Oh he did not just call me fat. I turned and plopped myself onto him again this time, with my chest against his and my face right near his. I was grinning larger than ever, snickering and then finally giggling.
His eyes shot open and his entire body flinched in shock, his arms out to the sides almost as if he was saying "what the f*ck are you doing on me?"
I was laughing harder than ever now and then I got control of myself and lent down close to his face, so close that I could feel my warm breath bounce against his skin and back onto mine.
