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::Kylie's POV::
I stared at Blair intensely. I was proud of myself for not throwing up from the smell of all her hairspray and bronzer, but I could slowly feel nausea coming on. Why was she even in this house? Oh, yeah. Tyler.
For those of you who didn't know, Blair was the head varsity cheerleader at my school. She was a total bomb shell. Big hair, plump lips from Botox.. If that was even illegal for people our age, she was the total "package."
So the day I saw someone in all black with a leather jacket kissing a varsity tramp? It was Tyler and Blair. Surprise! Apparently they were "together," now and it was absolutely revolting. I didn't buy it for one second that the relationship was actually real, because there were so many unanswered questions about them. When did they meet? Where did that meet? Why would she actually want to be in a relationship with him? Why would he want to be in a relationship with her? Why wouldn't they just admit they were sex partners, that's it?
Everyone ate at the table quietly. Tyler argued that I was here for Levi, so he should be able to have his friends over too. Of course Ms. Tompkins being the woman she is, heard out his argument and understood where he was coming from, so Ms. Teen USA had been staying with us for the entire two weeks of Christmas Break.
"Is your relationship even legal?" I asked, causing Ms. Tompkins to choke on her food. Next, she picked up her wine glass and took a swig.
"I'm eighteen," Blair snarled.
"Oh so you got kept back a year?" I retorted.
"You only need to be seventeen to be with an adult in this state. I'm only nineteen, so there's really not a huge gap in our age difference," Tyler budded in. "Oooo! One year!" He cooed and then shot a straight face.
I gave him a sour smile. "Nice to know."
"No problem," he said back with a wink that no one else noticed.
I rolled my eyes before putting my napkin onto the table and standing.
"Ms. Tompkins, the dinner was amazing as usual," I said and smiled. "You've outdone yourself again."
She just smiled, happy that I enjoyed her meal. "Are you turning in for the night?" She asked me.
"Yes, ma'am. Unless you need something?" I asked respectfully.
"Oh, no no dear. Get some rest. Goodnight," she said to me.
"Night," I responded and started to head out of the dining room.
"I don't get a good night?" Tyler added.
I flipped my middle finger up at him while no one was watching and headed up the stairs to my room.
I walked to my room completely stuffed. Ms. Tompkins definitely knew her way around the kitchen and if I didn't make my way into a gym sometime soon, I was going to blow up like a balloon. I paused before chuckling slightly at my own self. Who was I kidding? I was too lazy to workout, but that was funny. Nice one Kylie.
I changed into a white tank top and some shorts and put my hair back into a ponytail. Words couldn't explain how comfortable I was. My silk sheets were calling my name at this point.
Before I could even get settled, I heard giggling.
"What the?" I asked myself and got up.
When I finally reached the hall, I saw Ms. Piggy and Tyler slip into his room. It didn't even take a full second for me to figure out what their plans were.
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(More Than) Just Friends.
Teen Fiction"Oh come on now Levi. There's no need to be threatened. I don't want Kylie... Yet," he said before going upstairs. I replayed those three sentences in my head over and over, pissing myself off even more. That asshole would never have a chance w...