Who? | ColbyBrock Fanfic

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Kylie's POV
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I walked to my dresser, opened my bathing suit drawer, and picked out a Aztec Patterned Bikini Top/Bottom, with a purple/white Leopard print sundress to go over it.

As I walked towards the sliding doors of the hotel closet, I caught a glimpse in the mirror at myself I turned quickly towards the image inside of the frame.

I carefully studied my body structure.

That bathing suit would look better on anyone else, but you. Your fat, chubby, and ugly.

I shook my head, I started pinching, and poking at my stomach, and thighs, I sighed felling my head have this tingling swirly feeling I usually get when I star thinking just a little to much.

I open the closet and grab a blue, and green beach towel, along with a random towel that I threw over the full length mirror, that was standing up next to my bedside table, to make sure I didn't look at myself again.

In Julie, and I's apartment Julie made sure for the life of her that I didn't buy a full length mirror so that I didn't start "thinking to much"

I'm starting to think maybe my conscious likes to "think to much"...

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"Blame It goose, gotcha feelin' loose." I sing, "Blame it on the A-A-A-A-A-Alcohol!!"  (Yes, yes I did count the A's)

I have recently been binging "Glee" on Netflix, and I got attached so I listen to all the songs they sing now...
(This is actually so true it's sad. All 6 seasons.)

I hear a faint knock on my door, but I ignore it, like I always do, and lay down on my bed, put my other earbud in, close my eyes, and stop singing.

I Never. Ever. Sing. Out. Loud. It's a law for me. I think I'm okay at singing, honestly, but it's just embarrassing.

I also never dance in front of any body.

I hear another knock but it sounded more like a few loud, angry bangs.

I groan and literally slide my self off the bed. I open my door, but see no one there. I hear an angry voice from outside the hotel room door murmur something I couldn't hear quite clearly. I sigh, and walk slowly towards the door as I hear "Blame it on the Alcohol" switch to "Cough Syrup".

I open the door to see a pretty umm...

Well I mean she wasn't uh...

Yep, she looked extremely pissed off... at me.

"What?" I ask obviously focusing on my depressing song that was playing so loud she could hear it through my ear buds.

She looked like a bull that just saw a red dress, and she exploded.

"KYLIE ASHLYN KALE I WAS STANDING OUT THERE FOR AN HOUR," Jules yelled while she furiously slammed all of her bags down on the kitchen island, and randomly picking up things just to put them down in another spot repeatedly. She went on like that for a solid 15 minutes.

Once she finally finished her rant, I raised my eyebrows "ya done?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay then."

I start walking back into my bedroom when I heard a guys voice behind me. I spun on my heels remembering that I forgot to close the door and found a blonde headed boy staring back at me in a uncomfortable position.

Oh shitaki Mushrooms

"Hi?" I do a small wave awkwardly looking extremely confused

"Hi um sorry for just watching uh... whatever just happened, but should I just go?" Sam says motioning out the door with his hands, and slightly stepping back to have a chance to run from our fight in case needed. I look at him, and then Julie, with my eyes telepathically cursing at her to explain.

"Oh!" Julie remembered suddenly. "I saw them outside right before I came back from getting our last minute things for the beach!" She informed me a little to excited.

"I'm not dealing with this, just tell me when your ready to go to the beach. I walked back in my room, and closed the door. Right before I turned on my speaker to blast my music, I heard another male voice come into Jules and Sam's conversation.

"Hey sorry I had to go back to our hotel room and get something," I hated to say it, but I remembered who's voice that was.

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I'm so sorry that this chapter took a while to make, so it will probs have a bunch of typos and mistake but at least you'll probably be able to make out what The story is saying. Until next communion! (Comment if you know where that's from) -Roni xoxo -3-  Word count : 788 Words