My Brother's Best Friend | ✓

02. "let's play a game"

It's finally Friday. It's so unfair that my brother's school ends two weeks earlier than mine. Not that I care really, we're not really doing much right now anyways.

I come home, run upstairs past Ryan and Sawyer playing video games on the couch and shut my bedroom door. I'm meeting Camille right now so I decide to freshen up. I change out of my skinny jeans and into a flirty skirt. I throw on a cute top and brush my hair through. My makeup looks fine so I decide to grab my purse and head out.

I close my door and walk through the dark hallway upstairs when suddenly I collide with someone.

"Oh shit" he mutters. "Hey, Holly" I recognize that it's Sawyer's voice and suddenly my mood changes. "Hey, sorry I- wasn't".

"No it's my fault, I was looking for the bathroom" he chuckles. It's dark in the hallway but his smile is lighting up the whole house. "Oh it's the second door on the left" I say wondering how he somehow managed to walk all the way up to my room, looking for the bathroom. "Thanks" he chuckles awkwardly.

I walk past him and head out before embarrassing myself even more. My head gets fuzzy every time he's around. He's just so breathtakingly gorgeous that I can't speak.

"But how hot is he?" Camille asks sipping on a caramel frappe. We were sitting on the black chairs outside the cafe with the sun beaming down harshly on our skin.

"Really hot" I say, taking a sip of my drink too. "What are you complaining about then? You get to live with him for the next few weeks. That's golden".

"No it's not. He's my brothers friend Camille. He's also older than me, I bet he sees me as a kid".

"A kid he wants to bone"

"Ew Camille!" I can't help but laugh.

"What? It's true. No one goes searching for the bathroom in their best friend's sister's bedroom" she says.

"Yea yea".

"Just get to know him and see if would get in your pants".

"Camille, he wouldn't-"

"How old is he anyway?"

"I don't know, probably the same age as my brother. 21"

"That's perfect Hols. He lives with you, there's no way he won't accidentally end up seeing you naked at one point". I laugh.

"You're funny" I say.

We spent the next two hours catching up on gossip and just chitchatting. Eventually it was time to head back home.

I walk in and slip off my converse. Heading into the kitchen where my mom is doing her paperwork. "Hey honey, how was your day?" She asks. "Good, not much happened just hung out with Camille".

"That's great". I can tell she's preoccupied with her work so I don't bother staying for much longer. I head to my room and get changed again.

The essay is due next week and I barely wrote anything. I'm considering asking Ryan for help, since he is an English major but I know he wouldn't want to help me write some stupid high school essay. I'm just glad to be graduating in a few weeks. I hated high school with a burning passion. The only thing that got me through was my best friend.

I lay upside down on my bed, hair hanging off the side and scroll through social media. My scrolling is interrupted by a text.

Camille
How's the hottie roommate?

Me
I wouldn't know, they've been playing video games in the living room since noon. I'm surprised their eyeballs haven't fallin out