Magic Pony

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It's been a few days since the incident at Mel-O-Dee and ever since Reece and I kissed, Ariel would not shut up about it. I swear to god she already has the names of our children picked out with a house in the suburbs. She needs a life or a hobby or something.

And suddenly almost out of nowhere I have all this alone time with Reece. Mason "forgot" to pick up the milk even though there's a huge gallon in the fridge? That's ok Reece and Kam can do it.

The keys to my car have mysteriously gone missing and I have no other way to get to work? That's just fine Reece can drive me. She keeps playing these mind games with me, thinking I don't notice.

I notice but I'm really just humoring her. Oh well, at least the slew of blind dates have stopped.

Today I took the day off from work and I finally get to be by myself. I'm stretched out on the couch relishing in my well deserved alone time as I hear Ariel walk through the front door. I just know from the look on her face somethings about to go down.

She takes a seat next to me pushing my feet off without warning making sure I move. I do so begrudgingly wondering why I never get time to myself. Possibly because I don't pay rent. It's not like I'm a leech or anything but every time I've tried giving the money to Ariel I find the cash in my purse the next morning. So after I find the cash in my purse I try giving it back but there it is again the next day, and the cycle continues. After about 5 times of this back and forth between us I gave up.

"Kam why aren't you dressed?" Ariel asks looking pointedly at me, examining my bathrobe and slippers. Hey don't judge it's my day off. I can wear whatever I want to cause America bitches.

"It's my day off." I retort. So what if I gave her a little attitude? She was bugging me on rejuvenation day. And when she leaves I'll rejuvenate with a pepperoni pizza.

"Don't you remember why you took the day off?" To relax? I can just taste the cheese now. Should I get garlic sticks? Maybe a brownie..these are the only decisions I should be making today.

"Enlighten me." Please don't.

"Today's your fitting for your maid of honor dress, clueless." Shit. I completely forgot! I just wanted to have a lazy day and now I have to make an effort? Damn it.

"What the fuck??" Maybe if I order the pizza now it will get here before I have to leave..

"Kammie if you don't leave in half an hour you're gonna be late. Now I couldn't find the keys to your car but.." So no pizza?

"Yeah yeah Reece'll drive me I know the drill."  I mutter glaring at my evil best friend. I didn't like driving all that much before but now I'm kind of starting to miss it. Guess you never know what you have until it's gone or something along those lines.

Those people also don't have the pleasure of riding with Reece Warner and whatever his dumb ass calls music. Not sure if he actually listens to Selena Gomez on his downtime or if it's just for my benefit but come on dude this is the Bay Area play G Eazy or something.

I hear the doorbell ring and wonder when we had that installed because I have never heard anyone use it and we've been living here for almost a year now.

I look through the peephole and there standing before me is my ride, Reece. He's also the bane of my existence and the reason why my best friend has gone bat shit crazy.

"Are you going to actually open the door or did you forget how?" Reece rudely asks me. Guess some people just aren't morning people, myself included.

"Why are you at my door?" I ask. Hey, it's a good question most people just text when they get here. Though it is kind of nice having someone come to my door..even if that someone is Reece.

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