Address the problem

Chapter 3: This is war

                                                                                                                         ~Kelsei~                                                                                 

That son of a bitch. I slam the door behind me as I walk inside.

"Kelsei, is that you?" My mom yells from the kitchen. I hear footsteps behind me, causing me to turn around. An involuntary gasp escapes her mouth as she looks at my hair. Its that bad. My curls more out of control than usual. Parts of my hair sticking up in different places. Sebastian better wear a cup to school tomorrow. She opens her mouth to speak, but all that comes out is a small laugh. Seriously? I roll my eyes and turn around to go back up stairs. "I'm sorry sweetie, I didn't mean it." I continue to walk upstairs and hear the sounds of my moms muffled laughs. So hilarious mom. Some jackass poured juice on your daughters head and all you can do is laugh? Mother of the year award goes to..nobody in this house. I walk into my room and immediately head to the shower.

Once I get out, I fall back againist my bed. What's gonna make that asshole pay? He messed up my precious hair. Okay, it might not be so great but nobody messes with it. I get off the bed and begin pacing back and forth throughout my room. Uggh, my minds at a total blank. Where's my genius plans when I need them? I have to get him where it hurts. He's an obnoxious asshole, he needs to be kicked down a few kegs. What's the source of his popularity? Girls. Dumb,  clueless, but still girls. What would repel any girl away from a guy  in an instant? For me is anyone with an IQ below a 2.0. That's just me. And that wouldn't work anyhow because you have to have an IQ below that to even consider dating him. I need help. I pull my phone off my dresser and text Crystal.

Me: I need your help with something. A ping goes off.

Crystal: wht? I never got what was so much trouble about putting the a in what. I shake my head at the thought and respond.

Me: coming up with something to get back at Sebastian. Another ping goes off.

Crystal: baby pictures?

Me: nah. over done. and probably a cute baby.

Crystal: true. red sock?

Me: he can pull off any color. his shirt could have the gay flag on it and it would be the next trend

Crystal: then wht? Again with the a.

Me: I don't know. this didn't really help much.

Crystal: srry. Really? It literally takes more time for you to take out the o. but if she wants improper grammer. that's her choice.

Me: not your fault. I'll text you back when I come up with something.

Crystal: k. I shut off my phone and place it back on the dresser. I flip over so my face is smushed into my pillow. I scream into my pillow. I think I'm going crazy over him.

                                                                                      

                                                                                              ~Sebastian~

I slam the door making sure to still have my other wrapped around Jessie. Trina? Julia? Who cares. I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist. I place my hands under her ass and carry her up to my room. Without removing my lips from hers, I flip the light switch on and close the door. I make sure to lock it first before pushing her up againist a wall. She starts clawing at my shirt, so I pull it off and throw it across the room. While she gawks at my body, I move her strawberry blonde out of the way and begin trailing kisses down her neck. She arch's her back giving me more access. I tug at the bottom of her shirt and she pulls back away from me and pulls it over her head. She pull my face back to hers and our lips move in a steady rhythm. I pull her off the wall and push her onto the bed. She starts to pull at my pant loop but I shake my head and get off her. I leave her there looking confused and out of breath. I walk over to my dresser and pull out a condom. I walk back over to her and move back to the position I was in before.

I get off her and roll onto the other side of the bed. My chest heaves up and down due to my lack of breath. What's her face, giggles and moves to my side and lays her head on my chest. I'm about to tell her to leave when the sound of a door closing from downstairs stops me from doing so. Crap, she's home early. What's her face, freezes up, but I don't have time for that. So I push her off of me and get off the bed. I pick up her clothes and throw them to her. She gets up quickly before rushing to put her clothes on. Once shes dressed, I hear my name being called from downstairs.

"One second! " I yell back. She looks at me and asks what to do. I look around my room for somewhere to hide her. I look at my closet,but I have too much stuff in there. She wouldn't fit. As I keep looking around, I find my window. I hate to do it, but it has to be done. She follows my gaze and shakes her head. I mouth, only way. She groans and walks over to it. I pull it open and see the drop. I'm going to have to lower her out of here. I pick her up and hold her outside she clings to the drainage pipe and climbs down. I back away from the window and close it. I turn around to see me mother standing behind me. I jump back a few feet before I regain my balance.

"What are you doing? " She asks as she tries to look around me to look outside the window,  but what's her face probably still hasn't gotten away yet. So I stay in front of it.

"How'd you get it? The door was locked." I say avoiding the question and I actually wanna know.

"Its called picking a lock. Now stop avoiding the question." She looks at me with a stern look on her face. I have to come up with something fast. And the first words that come out of my mouth are,

"Just enjoying the view." I say casually.

"The view?" She asks questionly. I just nod. She scoffs and pushes me out of the way. She looks out the window and I do to. The girl escaped just to my luck. She backs. up and eyes me suspiciously then turns around. " Come down,  I got dinner."

"k." She closes the door but not before saying the view my ass under her breath. I sigh in relief. That was a close one. I open the door and head downstairs for dinner.

                                                                                                        ~Kelsei~

I continue to twirl my fork in my plate of spaghetti as my parents continue to talk about politics. I mean they're old but not that old. Finally, having heard enough I ask to be excused.

"What, you don't like the food? " My mom questions.

"The foods fine, its the brain damaging conversation you're having." I answer. My father laughs at this and waves me off. After I place my dishes in the sink I head back up to my room. I walk over to my bed and fall onto it . After all this time I still havent come up with a way to get back at Sebastian. Uggh. With all the groaning I've been doing,  the perfect idea popped into my head. I rush over to my dresser and pick up my phone to text Crystal.

Me: I got the perfect plan to get Sebastian back. Seconds later a ping goes off.

Crystal: wht is it! I smile mischievously before I type it in.

Me: .....

Haha got you. I like doing cliffhangers. Anyway,  I'm having trouble coming up with a good prank. if you have any ideas comment below. well tell me what you think, ill be updating soon. okay that's it. bye  beatifuls  :) Also dedicated to @TheDangersInLove. Search her in discovery and check out her page.