Living With Boys

Didn't Mean It

Chapter 2: This is getting old... I'm 15 dammit

After the whole detention incident with Devon he had been really quiet around me. What was I thinking maybe I went a little to far with the revenge. It killed to not have him talking to me.

I dressed in our school colors because it was spirit week and I loved the Pep Rally. There is a football game today and my best friend was cheer captain. She hated it, she just did it because she had a weird obsession with movie clichés. I put on a red and white crop top, stonewash blue jean shorts and red converse. I brushed my dark hair out and placed a pair of sunglasses on my head. I even made sure to extra high light on my cheeks.

This semesters spirit days are going to be awesome. Stepping in to the hall at the same time as Devon his presence flustering me.

"Princess when did you get so hot." He murmured.

"The second you started noticing." I haven't changed yeah my boobs got bigger and my hips filled out but really nothing's changed.

He was right though these high waist short made my booty pop. At least that's what Fergie would say.

Walking down the the stairs careful not to bust my ass I managed to get down in on piece.

"What are you wearing!" Blake yelled.

"Clothes." I state.

"No you are not wearing that. Go change right now."He demands.

"No." I argue.

"Yes! I'm serious Tyler go change now!"

"Why!" I yell back I'm sick of this shit.

"Because you look like a slut." oh no he didn't just call me a slut.

"Well screw you Blake. Your a fucking jackass!" I snap. I spew through a whole list of swear words as I walk around looking for my backpack.

The last big blow out we had was over my belly button piercing and even then he never called me names.

"You big ass face, don't fucking talk to me again. I'll show you a slut, just watch!" I slam the door on my way out. I plug my head phones in my ear and start listening to Partynextdoor.

I'm not going to let this ruin my day. A black car pulls up next to and I am relived to see it's Johnny. I hop in and explain to him my very bad morning.

"You know he's just looking out for you Tyler."

"Yeah whatever doesn't give him the right to call me a slut. That really hurt my feelings coming from my big brother." I'm a pretty strong girl but those four boys in my house are my weak spots.

We pull into the parking lot of the school and Emily runs up to him with a huge grin on her face. Aww they are so cute together.

"Hey Emily." I wave giving her a friendly smile.

She returns the smile " Hi Tyler."

"T-nasty get your ass over her right now!" Fergie yells from the parking lot. I jog up to her like a stupid puppy running to their master but who cares. If you ever met Fergie you'd understand, it's why she so popular.

"One you look to cute in them short, the cake is poppin." I so knew she would say that.

"I'm glad you think so, Blake called me slut." I grumble.

"Oh no he didn't. That asshole."

"Yeah I know." I sigh.

"Subject change! Did you hear about Coach Heins and Amber Wiggins. Well saying that you didn't call me yesterday you don't. They're hooking up and she is so preggers."