Wicked Games (book one)

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song for chapter:
gorgeous - black bear
| did you know that you're gorgeous |
(highly recommend + put on repeat)

jaylee's pov
friday, jaylee's birthday

"I'm so damn hungry." osman complained in a whiny tone, both of his hands holding onto his stomach as his shoulders were slumped.

"then eat breakfast?" graysons eyebrows narrowed, speaking as if there was an obvious solution to osmans problem.

osmans eyes widened at grayson as he pushed his back off of the locker, now standing up straight. "I would have, but I don't have food at my house dumbass."

"you always eat breakfast at our house, why didn't you just come over?" ethan laughed a bit at how osman didn't think about the option.

"you guys are leaving today, I didn't know I was invited to." osman defended, now being annoyed that he didn't go over to their house like he usually does.

grayson laughed deeply as he held onto the straps of his backpack. "froy came over as usual without being invited." a wide smile was across his lips from the conversation.

"the eggs were delicious." froy smirked at osman, raising both of his eyebrows quickly up, then down in order to tease osman.

osmans fist quickly came into contact with froys stomach, punching him for bragging about the food due to his hunger. "fuck you."

a laugh escaped my mouth at their argument, finding it humorous.

froy held onto his stomach from the small amount of pain osmans punched had caused him. "sensitive." he mumbled, hoping to insult him.

"yo jaylee," grayson spoke in order to get my attention. "raven's coming." graysons head motioned in the direction behind me, wanting me to turn around.

instead of just me turning, all four of the boys heads turned to see what grayson was talking about.

raven had a wide smile across her lips, walking towards me quickly with her eyes looking at only me. in her hand was a medium sized bag; a birthday present.

my heart felt like it had stopped beating for a second, dropping to my stomach as my brain reminisced on how all of this was about to go down.

I can only imagine that it's going to be bad.

I really didn't want ethan knowing it was my birthday, or grayson for that matter. they are leaving with sean to go see family today, I know ethan would feel guilty and end up wanting to stay if he knew it was my birthday. he's like that.

"raven." I exhaled a large breath, my eyes being wide from the nerves filling in my stomach.

"happy eighteenth birthday, bitch." raven had a smooth smirk across her lips, holding up the gift bag with only a couple of fingers.

"what?" ethan mumbled sternly, my side of my eyes seeing his head turn to look down at me.

I looked up to him, feeling myself hesitate on what to say. his eyebrows were furrowed at me, being confused as to what was going on, and why I didn't tell him.