One Kiss

Chapter Three: His Friends

    I frowned. "When will we get to your house, it's been like.. two hours." I was very tired, and the only thing I wanted to do was call Cynthia and go home. Vermont rolled his eyes. "It's been like thirty minutes, I'll have you know." It was hard to hear over the roar of his Bugatti, so I dropped it. "We are almost there anyways, Mrs. Exaggerate." I puffed out a breath. Well then.

                           At last we came to a long driveway going downhill, past almost a full acre of rolling green grassy hills. Vermont turned in, and I anticipated his home to be huge. I was not far from the truth, the house was white, in a plantation style, and had at least four stories. Lavish columns and balconies stuck out the front, with a huge wooden door and a lion knocker. There were five other cars in the driveway, all beautiful and expensive. When Vermont pulled in, I was in too much awe to get out. I was surveying the beautiful navy blue Aston Martin, and the cute little black Porsche. The Audi was the lesser of the five, but still very sharp looking, with its pearly white paint. Then came the Mustang, custom detail paintings, red racing stripes similar to my Mini. The grey Fiat was next, and then the yellow Camaro. 

             A knock on my window snapped me out of it, and I looked up, still bewildered. Vermont laughed, and opened the door. Slowly I got out. "Are all these yours?" Vermont snorted. "Of course not."  Then with a wave of his hands, I followed him in through the big doors.

        Laughter echoed through the huge room, and I gasped in surprise. When the doors first opened, two winding staircase made an exit out from the left and the right of the room. The kitchen was ahead, and that's the direction Vermont took. I just stared at the beautiful polished marble staircases. "Rai, come on." He grabbed my hand, groaning.

               "I'm sorry, I'm not rich and have never seen something so beautiful before." I retorted, as he dragged me towards the laughter. I followed, not daring to resist. Then we came to a stop in front of a big sweeping bar, that took up half the room. The bar swooped around the kitchen, and stopped. On the opposite side of the room were lounging seats. That's when my eyes rested on four other guys. 

            Vermont plopped down beside them in the black leather cushions. "Guys, this is Rai. She is my girlfriend." He sighed, and glanced at them. As for me, my mouth was open. I swore my jaw came unhinged.

             They were all positioned lazily on the couch, like models. Two of them had blonde hair, and a lazy smile that almost seemed to match. They were sitting beside each other, and staring at me with their beautiful amber eyes. Their legs seemed to stretch for miles, and obviously they were both athletic but not too much. I recognized them as brothers. Perhaps fraternal twins? They were both insanely beautiful, but you could tell them apart, their face angles were quite different. I blushed. Truthfully, they could be models, but not as good looking as Vermont.

                The next guy, leaning on the twin to the right had brown hair, and a sleepy smile. You could get the vibe he was a constant party goer. He had a slight crooked nose- but it fit him. He obviously had that rugged sexy look going on. You could tell he was into some kind of sport, he had the muscles to show, and he watched me warily, then I noticed he knew I was checking him out too. I blushed. Again. I was an idiot. 

          I slowly let my eyes draft to the next guy. He was tall, and his legs stretched to the coffee table. His hands were positioned behind his head, and he smiled at me coyly. He looked like he was up to no good. Therefore, he was the rule breaker of the group. He had light red hair, and a light splash of freckles on his nose. He still wore it well, despite being a ginger. I gasped. He was a ginger! I refrained from shouting out that he was a soul-less ginger. 

         The next person made me gasp. He was famous. This guy, I actually knew the name of! Famous model and singer, Lea Bront! He was more beautiful in person, with a sparkling smile, and muscled arms. He had dirty blonde hair, and lush pink lips. Lea was stretched out on the remaining end of the couch. 

     "Stop checking out my friends, Rai." Vermont pretended to pout. I blushed, and chorused laughter filled the room. "If only you'd look like them!" I retorted. Vermont shook his black hair out of his face and laughed. "You know I'm sexier than them." Lea snorted. "Oh yeah, sure. And this is why I'm the model." Vermont laughed again. "The only reason you're in the modeling business is because of this sexy guy, right here." Vermont slowly pointed to himself, giving everyone a slow smile. "Anyways, I should introduce these losers.." Vermont slowly stood up, puffed out his chest and slowly spoke. " The first bachelor.. Is.... This guy!" Vermont pointed to the blond twin next to him. "He is the smartest of our group, he helps us out of tight spots, and he has won many prizes for being a smartass... Heeere's Jake Graw!" 

                    The rest of the boys clapped. Jake stood and bowed. "Pleasure to meet you, Rai." He smiled and sat back down.

            Vermont smiled back at me. "The next lucky man, will be, Boston Graw! The younger brother of Jake Graw, by two and a half minutes! He's a great photographer and painter, and makes innocent young girl's hearts' stop with his puppy dog face!" Boston stood up, and stared at me, With warm amber eyes. "I could paint you." He stated in a monotone voice, eyes scanning my body. Vermont rolled his eyes. "He's also weird. Ignore him."

                               "And Heeere's Etan! He was born in Britain! Also he has this annoying accent that we constantly make fun of! Crumpets!" Vermont waved a hand at Etan, who stood giving me a curious gaze.  "She's not really your girlfriend." He stated, his green eyes scanning my face. "It's easy to tell." His accent was amazing, and adorable! With his deep voice it was awesome! Vermont snorted. "Obviously she's not my girlfriend." Etan watched me for a few more awkward seconds, and then Vermont moved on..

       Vermont pointed to the 'rule breaker' and cleared his throat. The red headed boy smiled at Vermont, winking. Then he stood. He grabbed my hand, and kissed it lightly, and smiled up at me. "I'm T.J., It's been amazing  to meet you." T.J. was beautiful in a sinister, serious and dangerous way. He plopped back down in his seat casually, and yawned. Vermont lazily pointed to Lea and nodded. Lea smirked at me. "You probably already know who I am. Nice to meet you." Lea gave a little half wave.

           Vermont stretched out on the couch. "Okay guys, let's go. You know the drill." The group nodded, and Vermont took my hand. "Let's go." "Where are we going?" I groaned. "We are going to make you, beautiful!" His eyes sparkled, as he flicked my nose. Beautiful? Wait, what? As in makeovers... 

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    "No. I am not doing this." Vermont dragged me into the hair salon, his hands gripping me roughly with no mercy. "NO!" "Stop being a drama queen. Stef! We have a hair emergency! Get her ASAP!" Vermont called through the store. A robust  young lady with striking blond hair rushes in, and pushes me in the cushiony chair of doom. "Oh my hair..." The lady gasps, critiquing my drab brown hair. "I'll go get Stef, Right away.." That's when Stef walked in, and the breath was knocked out of my lungs.

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