Kaylor Stories

Computer Antics (Part 1)

Taylor's pov:

I sling my backpack near the door as I enter my bedroom with a loud sigh. My computer sits on my bed where I left it this morning. I may have had some time to myself just to let off some stress from the piled up homework I have. It's almost fall break after all. I pull open my laptop to feel sudden shock wash throughout my body. Shit. The aftermath of this morning has taken over my screen with several pop ups that's won't click away. "Shit shit shit no!" I click feverishly before releasing a frustrated groan

Austin walks by my room just in time to see my distressful state "Hey sis what's up?" He eats his fresh bowl of macaroni from the doorway

"Nothing just computer problems" I shut my screen before he sees something he shouldn't. Or anyone at that.

"Oh. See? Technology is literally shit. People think our world is improving but really it's going downhill. It will fail us one day I'm telling you" he states with a mouth full of mac 'n cheese

"Thank you for the lesson Austin" my voice is laced with sarcasm "I'm going to go fix this. I have a paper due soon" I grab my stuff before passing my younger brother and heading downstairs

"Honey, where are you going? We have a dinner in an hour did you forget?" Mom stops me near the kitchen

I sigh "But I need to fix my computer. I was going to take it-"

"The store can wait go get ready then help me with the food. Your father will be home shortly" she states

"What about Austin?" I question

"He knows nothing about cooking darling you know that. Just do as I said" she orders

"Fine" I comply.

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I don't even get why I have to do this dumb dinner anyways. It only concerns my dad and his business but my involvement is always forced. Austin hardly is ever included..why just me?

I run my hand through my hair one last time as I stare in the mirror. My black dress accentuates my curves well. I wonder why I've never worn it before

"Taylor honey we only have thirty minutes" mom comes in without knocking much to my displeasure considering my laptop is wide open

"Taylor Alison" She heads for my device to which I run at faster and slam it shut before taking it into my arms "It's not my fault I swear. They're not from what you think-"

"Don't even start. We'll discuss this later. I can't even begin to think of you.." she sighs "Watching such things" she shakes her head in extreme disappointment "Downstairs. Now." She demands before leaving my room with her prominent features of anger

"Fuck" I curse to myself "I'm so fucking stupid" I feel frustrated as I leave my room to follow my agitated mother. This approaching dinner will never end.

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"Wait she saw?" Cara asks once again as it's obvious it's unbelievable to her too

"Yes she saw everything! Her knowing that I watch porn is like..the end of my life basically. Once she tells my dad I won't have any type of device. What the hell am I supposed to do after that? They'll send me to a support group" I say in the midst of frustration to which Cara laughs

"Tay no. They won't do that. They'll just restrict your screen time I swear. Don't be dramatic. A support group? Even your parents wouldn't go that low. I mean not that a support group is bad but..it's just porn. It's not a drug" she explains as we walk down the crowded high school hallway

I shrug "We'll see what my parents think"

"But as for your pop up issue..you should see Karlie Kloss" she smirks at me