Tylers always been good at forgetting Forgetting the past.. The people... But when she moves to a small beach town and meets plenty of new friends one of those friends just so happens to be the school jock... The one and only Cason Yurey, star baske...
Cason's P.O.V *************** God she was beatiful. When I woke up last night I had to resist kissing her as I stared at her beatiful face, peacefully sleeping. I wish she had the feelings for me I had for her and I considered going for it and asking her out as I drifted back off to sleep and as I showerd the next morning. Now were sitting back in her room, waiting for Rylee to get out of the bathroom and sipping our smoothies. D is laughing at some inside joke Tyler and her have and Tyler is laughing as well while allowing D to do some braid on her hair. They are just switching around so Tyler can do D's hair when Rylee walks out of the bathroom smiling at the girls and trying to give D a quick kiss. Tyler laughs and pushes him away from D telling him to save it for after her hairs done and D nods, laughing too. Rylee scowls and sits down next to me. Giving me an exaspersted look. I just laugh and scan around Tyler's room for the hundreth time. Her lime green walls only have a few drawings on them and her desk is clean and organized. Her neatly made kind sized bed is covered in an emmense amount of black and green pillows and her comforter is thin because of the heat and the same lime green as her walls, she has a small, green bokshelf built into her black headboard filled with teen romance novels.Her room is clean with a neat closet and a built in laundry shoot. Her black, fluffy carpet stops at the bathroom where black tile starts. You could honestly call the bathroom an ensuite with a two sink black marble counter and a huge glass shower. Her towel rack takes up an entire section of the green walls and is made up of black and green fluffy towels and wash rags. All her condiments are neatly organized on the shelf above the right sink and the bathroom door is black with green outlining it. I loved the room, because it was based on my favorite color but mostly just because it was Tyler's. I always thought it was funny that her car was so white while her whole bedroom was so darkish. I loved that about her, the hidden personality and the mystery. I always want to know more but I can't ever figure out how to ask. Tyler's P.O.V ************************************ I watch my fingers work slowly on D's hair working it into a french braid and think about Carson. He is good looking, caring, smart, and amazing all around. I don't know how to hint that I like him though. A thought jumps into my head that I had considered last week as I tie off D's long braid and tell everyone I will be right back. Sprinting to my moms room. My mom owns a hairstyling shop and a spa and I grab her hand and drag her to her own practice studio for hair. " Mom!" I sit down into a big black chai and begin to undo my braid, "I want you to cut my hair into a bob and donate it please." A shocked look overcomes my mothers face, "honey you havent cut your hair in over ten years!" "Please" I turn to face her, already working my hair into a single braid for her to cut. She sighs and grabs a pair of silver scissors, " alright Tyler." standing behind me she puts a bib on me and ajusts the braid, then in one snip cuts in off about shoulder length. She then walks around me cuting the front a little shorter and the back even shorter than the front. In a matter of five minutes my long blonde hair is shorter than my shoulders. I mess it up a bit and part it properly, then I take the bib off and brush through my hair, messing it up slightly afterwards. I hug my mom and run upstairs to my waiting friends.
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D's eyes widen as I walk in and she jumps up and begins to mess with my hair, " Tyler!!! Where is your hair!" " its gone D, chill" I laugh D huffs and sits down, then putting her finger in the air she declares, "but it does look cute though." "D!" Carson exlaims, "Grammar!" D rolls her eyes. Rylee then gives me a thumbs up and I say I am gonna run to the store for snacks and a movie, Carson jumps up and volenteers to go and we walk out to the door. The drive there is silent and finally, Carson, who is driving pulls the car over. I look to him with a confused look and all I feel are his lips crashing onto mine. At first I am numb and then I kiss back and soon enough its a make out session with the boy of my dreams on a ramdom gravel road. His hand moves to my hair and I sigh.
