Song- A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me" by Fall Out Boy
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Brielle's POV
I looked at myself in the mirror. I was pretty casual, tank top and shorts with some black converse.
We'd have dinner on the boardwalk, it just seemed like something we'd both liked.
We drove there and sat down at a table.
"So, Jerome doesn't know any of this right?"
I roll my eyes. "No, and if he finds out, then I don't care. Ever since we were kids he was so protective of me and I hate it."
"Didn't think Jerome was so protective."
"That was why I contemplated coming out here. Living in a house with a lot of guys, and then there's me. You could think of what would happen, and its happening now."
We ate and had a good time, until about halfway of dinner.
I was on my phone, texting a lie to Jerome saying I was out with some other guy besides Mitch, while Mitch did the same, expect he said he was out with a girl.
I looked up at Mitch who was looking at some other girl. The girl looked back with confusion, while Mitch's flirtatious eyes looked her up and down.
I rolled my eyes, grabbed my bag and walked out the restaurant, I didn't need that shit.
"What a major turn off." I mumbled as I began walking towards the house.
"Shit...it's gonna take me an hour to get home." I sighed.
Boom
I looked up at the sky as it began to down pour with rain.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I whispered yelled and began to walk faster.
I felt miserable as my rain soaked my hair and clothes.
"Elle!" I heard.
"Don't look back, it's Mitch being fucking stupid." I told myself.
"Elle! It's Tyler!"
I stopped. Tyler?
I turned around to see Tyler in the car behind me.
"What the hell are you doing here!?"
"I had to go get food for everyone, come on and get in. I'll drive you back to the house."
"I'd rather walk in the freezing rain than sit in a car with you."
"Well same here, but you look miserable."
I rolled my eyes. "Thanks, makes me feel so much better."
He sighs. "Come on, please get in. Or do you want me to tell Jerome what exactly you were doing tonight?"
I stopped. "Shit." I mumbled and got into Tyler's car.
"So, I can see Jerome doesn't know about you and Mitch."
"And how would you know we were together tonight?"
"Let me see, only you and Mitch were out tonight, and both of you had the same stories. I may be not the brightest person, but I'm not a fucking idiot."
I turned my head angrily. "I fucking hate you."
"I know."
"It's like you know how to get under my skin and I hate it! So stop and just leave me alone!" I rose my voice a bit.
"If that's what you want, then fine."
"Yes that's what I want."
"Then I'll be quiet."
"Okay, you do that."
"Alright I will."
"Fine."
He chuckles. "What Tyler!?" I yelled.
"You always want the last word. You want me to leave you alone but you keep trying to have the last word."
"I..." I sighed. "Fuck you."
"Ouch. That actually hurt."
"Sure it did."
We drove in silence to the house.
"Now see, this drive wasn't so bad." he said as he pulled into the driveway.
"Yeah it was actually."
"Bullshit."
"You honestly do not know how much I hate you. No, I take that back, I loathe you. If I had a gun with two bullets, and was stuck in a room with you, Hitler, and Satan, I would shoot you twice (GET THE REFERENCE? I think some of the words were mixed around but WHATEVER xD)
"Alright Elle."
I storm out of the car and waited for Tyler at the front door.
"What?"
I sighed. "I left my keys inside."
"Oh so now you need me to help you?" He holds up his keys in his hands. "Oh look, the keys to the house."
"I'm sorry, I honestly don't loathe you, yeah you get on my last nerve sometimes but I honestly don't hate you a lot, maybe just a little."
"That's better than anything I guess." He says putting his keys into the doorknob.
We walked in and Jerome saw us.
"Really Tyler?! My SISTER?!"
I looked at Tyler and Jerome confusingly.
Then it hit me. I totally forgot about the text I said to him, that I was out with a guy other than Mitch.
"Jerome I swear this isn't what it looks like."
"Then what is it Tyler?!"
"I need to talk to you." I said and pulled Jerome into my room.
"What the hell were you thinking?!"
"It wasn't Tyler I swear!"
"Then...how...what?"
"It was Mitch. Don't be mad because now I know that he is just...not a good guy. I left our date early and Tyler was driving and he drove me home."
"So...you don't like Tyler or Mitch?"
"No. I promise."
He sighs. "Okay, I believe you."
He walks out of my room and Tyler walked in.
"What do you want?"
"I just want to know why we got off on the wrong foot is all I want."
"Because one, you're self-centered. Everything is about you, and two, you were such an ass to me when you met me. Not a very good first impression huh?"
"No, I want us to be a little bit of better friends. Can we at least get along? I think having one summer with your brother shouldn't be about finding a boyfriend or fighting with someone. Spend it with your brother. So can we at least be friends?"
"I'll give you another chance to befriend me, but if you fuck it up, then it's your loss."
"Okay, great." He said and walked out of my room.
I laid down on my bed, running my fingers through my hair.
I have one summer with my brother, until I have to leave for a year.
So why spend my time on boy troubles?
But what was Jerome expecting?
A summer without any drama?
Well, think again.
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