Kayla's incessant screaming wakes me up. I groan as I throw off the covers and stumble out of bed to find her in middle of our hallway. Her backpack is slung over her right shoulder and she's got her converse and black high-waisted shorts on, but she's got on a black spaghetti strap tank top on that I've never seen before. The strap of a red bra peeks out and the fishnets on her legs suddenly become more apparent too.
"Ry-Ry let me in!" she screams again as she pounds on the bathroom door. I drag a hand down my face.
"Do you mind?" I ask. "Some of us still want to sleep."
"Oh thank God. Pretty Boy, tell Ry-Ry to get his sorry butt out of your bathroom," she says as she bangs her fist on the door.
"It takes time to look this good!" Ryder calls through the door.
"I told you yesterday I needed an hour and a half at six a.m. There was time before six for this!"
"Why would I wake up before six! This is early enough!"
"Because I'm not stripping in the hallway of an apartment of perverted boys!" I rake a hand through my hair.
"Kayla could you just take it down a couple notches. I still want to go back to bed," I groan.
"If you would get Ry-Ry out of the bathroom, I wouldn't have to scream. Now if you don't mind-" she stops. I raise an eyebrow and glance down at her. "Pretty Boy... um... where are your pants?" I lower my eyes down to my boxers and shrug.
"I don't sleep in pants, Good Girl."
"Um...why?"
"Because no guy ever actually sleeps in pants intentionally. Besides you left the light on." I smirk at her, but her eyes are no where near my face.
"But I've never...and you-you." She gestures around wildly, but her eyes don't move.
"Yes?" A bright red blooms across her face as the bathroom door opens.
"Well this is interesting. Am I interrupting something?" Kayla whips her head up.
"No! Nope. He just- I need the bathroom!" Ryder steps in front her blocking the doorway.
"What if I'm not done?" he asks smirking down at her. She slaps his bare chest.
"Oh my God, Ry-Ry get a shirt please!" She sounds almost offended and slightly panicked. Jax comes down the hall.
"What is going on?" he asks.
"I'm gonna be a hooker!" Kayla screams. Then she ducks under Ryder's arm and swings the door shut. Ryder looses it.
"Kay, I need my shirt!" Ryder calls after he calms down. The door cracks open and her arm shoots out with his shirt. He starts laughing again, but he sobers up long enough to shoot me a smirk as he walks to his bedroom. I roll my eyes then walk back to my bedroom and close the door behind me. I make my bed then head over to my closet. I pull on a pair of dark jeans and take a t-shirt out of my closet. Tossing the shirt on top of my bed, I leave my room and head to the kitchen for some much needed Coco Puffs. I pour myself a bowl and hop on the counter to start eating. I'm on my third bowl when commotion at the bathroom starts again.
"Kayla I need the bathroom!" Bash calls.
"Well you have to wait!"
"I just need two minutes!"
"I've got a wand near my scalp, just wait!"
"I'll make it a minute!"
"Goodness! If you have to pee then just get in here and pee!"
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Bad Boys
Novela Juvenil{COMPLETED} Kyle was just Kyle. No last name, no family, no past. It was simple that way. Or at least it was easier than being Daniel, who cared too much to be anything but a coward. Kyle got decent cash from his side job, flunked classes on purpose...
