Hailee's Pov
I crept inside Jason's room. He was sleeping peacefully, only in his boxers. He looked exhausted. Too bad this glass full of cold water in my hand is gonna disturb that. I reached his bed and first put whipped cream in his hand. I put a feather to his face and he instantly put his whipped cream hand to his face.
"What the-" He sat up and I splashed the water onto his face.
"You had something on your face. You're welcome!"
"Run. Run as far as you think you can get." I turned around and sprinted towards my bedroom. The window was open and I climbed into the nearby tree. I scrambled down it and bumped into a chest. On instinct, my hand flew up to my forehead.
"Fúck!" A hand snakes around my waist and lifted me up, off the ground and onto his shoulders. I sighed in defeat.
"I know all your tricks." I slapped his bottom multiple times. "If you want me hitting yours, I suggested you stop."
"A$$!" I called.
"Boobs!"
"What?"
"Oh, we weren't calling out sexy body parts?"
"No!"
"My bad then!"
"What's your bad?" Said Kyle walking over.
"Kyle! Help me! Please!" I hit Jason's butt again and he slapped mine. "Hey!"
"I told you!" He slapped my butt again. I slapped his and he put me down.
"Thank you." I shifted my shirt back into position. I glanced at Kyle whom was looking straight at me. I held his gaze for a second to long as I studied his eyes. They showed pure lust and hunger. Gosh, this guy only wants me for sex! How could I have developed feelings for this guy?! Gosh! I broke the gaze.
"I'm going inside. I'll make dinner then I'm going to bed." And with that, I waved my hand over my head, and started walking towards the house, ignoring the call of my name from Kyle's lips.
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After dinner, I went straight to bed, just like I said I was going to. I jogged up the stairs and slipped into my pajamas. Tank top and shorts for a hot spring night. It wasn't long after til my head hit my pillow and I fell into a deep slumber.
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"Kyle! I've been looking everywhere for you! Where did you go?" A blonde bimbo came up from behind me as I was talking to Kyle.
"Kirsten! Hey, pretty lady! Where did you go?"
"To the bathroom, ya'know, the place where you just were."
"Oh, right." He scratched the back of his neck. "Ha ha, I saw other girls enter and exited because you were taking forever." She went up to him and shoved me out of the way into some random person.
"Watch it!" He snapped.
"Sorry." I mumbled.
He scoffed, rolled his eyes and walked away. I turned towards Kyle again. He had his arms around her waist and her hands explored his hair.
"You forgot to call me after I left last night." Her fingers trailing his hair. My fists and stomach clenched.
"Sorry, baby. I got busy."
"With another girl? Are you cheating on me?" She asked in a playful tone. He smirked. "Kyle!" She lightly hit his chest.
"Kidding, babe. I don't cheat. Maybe on tests here and there, but never on a girl." He grabbed her hand with one of his, brought it up to his lips, and kissed it gently.
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Teen FictionWhen a "Average" teenage girl, Hailee Jones, moves to a new town, she doesn't expect to find the badboy as her neighbor. "Hey, I don't mind if you stare, but could at least not drool?" said Kyle. "Not staring." I replied. He chuckled. ...