2: Rumours

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Here's a little video showing Caiden's side of everything Tell me what you guys think!

The bright morning sun pushed it's way through my blinds.

I flung my legs over the side of my bed and walked over to the other side of my room. As I opened my blinds, I had to squint at the sudden light.

I noticed, through the window, Caiden's jeep. The vehicle 's perfect, and smooth paint job gleamed. The perfectly clear windows shined like diamonds.

The keys sat next to my phone on my dresser.

I reached for my phone. I opened snapchat and scrolled down until I found the cartoon version of Caiden. Tapping on the cartoon I started typing up my address, and told him the keys would be in the vehicle. I hit send, and set my phone back down.

I opened my closet door and walked in.

Scanning the colourful array of clothes I carefully selected white ripped jeans and a grey cropped hoodie.

I quickly changed and scooped my phone and the car keys off my dresser.

I hopped down the stairs and slid on my pink converse. One of the only pair of shoes I owned that weren't dirty.

"Where are you going?" A voice demanded from behind me.

I spun around to come face to face with my big brother, Case.

"I just headed to The Diner. Ayla, Kade, Kassie, and I are gonna grab some brunch. Wanna come?" I offered.

I only offered because I wanted to sound like I wanted him to come. When in reality he really did get on my nerves all to often.

"Can't, I have a lecture at ten. Who's car is in the driveway?" He continued to interrogate me.

I rolled my eyes and raised a brow at him.

"I drove this kid from school home from a party last night because he was drunk. Then I drove home. I texted him the address and left the keys in the car." I sigh.

It was nice having an overprotective brother, but sometimes Case drove me crazy. He did have a right to know why someone else's car was in our driveway, but sometimes his questions got absurd. He didn't need to know everything in my life. Especially why I came home late from my boyfriend's house when we were dating.

"Okay," he said hesitantly. "Have fun."

"I will." I smiled and skipped out the door.

He seemed annoyed with me. And that made me happy.

Unlocking the doors to my Mercedes-Benz C-Class. I slid int to the smooth leather seats.

Jamming my keys into the ignition, I listened to the car rumble to life.

I loved this car with my whole being. I got if for my sixteenth birthday, and I was so excited.

I remember my whole family walking into my room holding a a pink birthday cake. After I had blown out the candles my dad handed me the keys. I had ran down the stairs so fast I almost tripped on my own feet. The car sat in the driveway with an oversized, baby-pink, bow on the hood. It's shiny silver pain gleaming in the sun.

Half of me had expected the gift though. Case also got a car when he turned sixteen.

That probably made me seem spoiled, the fact that I was expecting to get a car for my birthday. But it was no secret to me nor my friends that my parents were well off.

Although most of the people at my school are from wealthy families. I don't got to a private school or anything but it's hard to live here in Angel Woods without money.

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