My face was twisted in a worried form but, when I looked at Trevor and he was relaxed and smiled at me. I looked down. HOLY!!! He was shirtless and in his boxers! Score!
I turned my attention to the door and a bleach blond girl walks in and stops as soon as her eyes went to the bed.
"Trevor!!!!!!" She yelled in a high pitched tone
"Jessica?! W-what are you doing here?!" He said getting off me.
I sat up.
"Well, I know you were busy today because of this new girl being adopted. And I called to see if I could drop off your birthday present and your mom said yeah but, I see your" She glared at me "in the middle of giving him his present"
"Bite me blondie" I said glaring back.
She rolled her eyes and looked back at Trevor. "Well, Trev, whats your excuse?!"
"She was playing hide and seek?" Trevor hopefully said.
"Puh-lease!! Look, her hairs messed up," She pointed at me "your shirtless in your boxers and shes in a silk nightgown thats as short as your fathers hair! The only way hide and seek is involved is if you guys were HIDING under the covers" She gave me an evil glare.
Ive had enough with this fake idiot!!!
"Trevor." I still stared at this barbie doll. "Dont worry about her.." I looked at her in disgust.
I got up and was starting to walk toward the door but, when I got close to her I said "Dont hate the playa, hate the game" and winked at her and walked down the hall. When I was about halfway down the hall I heard barbie say "Grow some boobs!!"
My reply? "I have some! And their allllllll real baby!!!!" And I slammed my door. Ahh.. lifes good. I collapsed on my bed needing a decent nights sleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night, 2:03, to be exact, at the sounds of sports. I stretched out and walked to the lounge to see Trevor lying on the cushiony couch watching football.
I bent down to see if he was awake and, sure enough, he was. He smiled slightly but, it was 110% forced.
"Scoot over." I demanded lightly. He got up so he was sitting and moved to the corner. I sat beside him and stared for a minute. He didnt meet my eyes, instead he looked down.
"Hey, You okay?" I asked.
" Uh.. yeah. Im fine." He said still not meeting my eyes.
"Well, that was a lie. Come on. Tell me whats wrong?" I said while I was stroking his arm but, once I noticed I was stroking his arm I slapped myself mentally and told myself NEVER to do that again.
"Well you know that girl that was over. And caught me well, on top of you?" He met my eyes finally.
"mmhmm" I nodded.
"Well.. shes my girl friend ... or was my girl friend. She thought I was cheating on her with you."
"Awe. Dont be sad. She's a barbie doll, aka 110% plastic. Shes not worth it." I said and put my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close.
"Yeah, i guess. Shes cheated on me before and I forgave her. But, Ive always stayed loyal. Maybe its time to move on...." He trailed off.
"Yeah.. maybe it is." I looked at him and he stared back.
He started to lean in. I leaned in as well. Okay, there will be no interruptions. Not right now. This had to be it. We leaned in until we were about an inch apart. The last thing I saw at that moment was a smile spread across his face, then I closed my eyes and our lips collided together. I kissed him with every bit of passion in my body and he did the same. He kissed me so hard yet, so soft.
It was a sweet feeling that started to turn sour. My stomach started hurting out of bitterness. There was something missing, or maybe something that shouldnt of happened...

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Too good for me. (The Family That Adopted Me..)
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