Once I was finished dressing, and kelsie had her time to moan about my hair and makeup. I was in Pheonix's car, and heading to my next destination. Parking up under a tree, I got out and attempted to pull down tge extremely short dress.
Guys loves sex appeal, right?
Walking up to the painted perfect door, I knocked on it s couple of times, and ran my tongue over my teeth while I waited. Looking around me, I smiled at the small kids playing their games, learning to ride their bikes, and basically just doing what young kids do.
When someone answered the door, I smiled at the little girl who stood infront of me.
Penelope Stylinsky, a.k.a, every babysitters nightmare.
"Hi there, is your big brother home" I cooed. Shrinking down to her height, I tried to ruffle her perfectly cut golden hair, but pulled away as she nearly bit me.
"Penolope! Who's at the door?" Hearing Kit's voice growing louder and louder, I quickly stood up and straightened my back.
"Its a weird girl" Penelope shouted as she didnt know kit was now directly behind her.
Pushing her out of the way, made me get a good look at him.
Just in his shorts, his blond hair went back as if he had ran his hands through it quite a couple of times. Watching as his eyes scanned my legs, I internally cringed and vomited at once.
"Hey" I said as sweetly as possible. Biting into his ruby red apple, he muffled a response, making me drop my 'seductive" gaze; others would call it my 'Squinting so much I can barely see' stare.
"I literally heard none of that?" I said with annoyance starting to grow in my voice.
He mumble something again as he took another huge chunk out of his apple.
I was standing out here, looking like some whore just to listen to him mumble? I dont think so.
Grabbing his apple just before he was about to take another bite out of it, I chucked it over my head.
Slapping back on my fake smile, I ran a hand through my wavy hair and looked him back in his crystal eyes.
"Who needs fruit anyway? " I tried to laugh off.
"You wanna come in?" He said with a smile on the corner of his lips.
Nodding my head, I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and stepped into the warming home.
Folowing his movements, I followed him up the stairs while looking at the pictures in frames hung upon the wall.
His mother, his father, little sister and him. So perfect.
Reaching to his room, I looked around the room and grimaced at the posters of girls wearing hardly anything.
"So what do you want, its obviously not me; you made that pretty clear by smacking me in the face" Scoffing, I had to try to keep down my small laugh.
Slipping on a shirt over his body, I pouted my lips and prepared myself for one hell of a show I had to put on.
"Maybe I was being a tad rash. I just- I guess I just didnt know how to react babe"
Babe?
"Babe" He questioned while sitting down on his green sheeted bed.
Sliding down next to him, I placed a hand on his knee, making him look at it with his eyes squinted.
" I like..totes like you so much, it like makes me...cray." Oh god, I could feel mu iQ dropping by just using those 2 words.
At first, he looked at me with curiosity, and then eased up to me with a grin on his face.
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Behind the eyes of a lunatic (undergoing editing)
Teen FictionWhen Carmela gets 1 more chance at being in the journalism team, she is forced to write an amazing article on the person who everyone loves to fear, the one and only bad boy 'Tate Capetti'. They go through kisses, mistakes and a whole lot of retake...
