Above is a picture of Allison Bates. Posting a pic of Grayson next chapter yay! Enjoy!
~Allison's POV~
"Well what are you going to do about it, huh?"
"Try to recommend you to a plastic surgeon to remove all the extra fat. It looks like you could use one."
"Well aren't you a smooth talker, elephant grub."
"I sure am. I'm also smooth with something else, but I wouldn't want to try it on you."
"Why not? I'll even take your recommendation on the plastic surgery..."
It all started when, as you all know, my grandma blocked the bathroom door. She made it almost impossible to squeeze through her sides, so therefore, "strong" Jett here decided to test out his muscles that he hadn't been training for, it looked like, years.
Standing only 2 feet away, I butted into their "flirting" before any action could actually take place. "Ok ok ok...let's stop this sweet talk please. Heck it's not even sweet talk! It's quite disgusting if you're standing in my place - literally. And Grandma, why are you even here?" I asked with a disgusted face.
"Oh...your teacher, that lady whose last name starts with a 'W'. Is it Mrs. Nerwag?" I widened my eyes at how close yet so far she was to guessing my teacher's name. She spoke up again before I could reply. "Anyways, she called the office because some rude boy (points to Jett) decided to make my grand-daughter embarrassed. And I was the only one home, so obviously I had to answer the phone because who knows, it might Channing Tatum on the other phone line."
I grimaced at my grandma's slight obsession with Mr. Tatum. She even went too far and said that she was going to kill his wife so she could have him locked up in her basement.
"I'm just going to go to class. I honestly don't give a f*** if I don't bring you back. I get it trouble all the time anyways." With that being said, he reached for my grandma's waist and tried lifting her up.
I guess he was struggling because his knuckles and face were red and he let her down after 3 seconds. He scratched the nape of his neck. "You're heavier than I thought" He muttered. "Time to take it to the next level." His gruff voice announced.
Oh no, I didn't want to see my grandmother get thrown out of the bathroom, much less get beat up. I know, I'm such a terrible grand-daughter.
I covered my eyes. I spread a little space between my pinky finger and fourth finger on my right hand so I could see what was going on. I heard a lot of bustling and "ooo's" and "ahh's". I gaped when I fully peeled my hands off my face.
Jett was no longer the bad boy with the perfect brown quiff hair, but instead, his lips were bright pink. I twitched my left eye. "How...where did you get the lipstick?"
"Oh..just from one of the girls I made out with. No biggie." He shrugged and slid it back into his leather jacket pocket.
Meanwhile, my grandma was laughing like crazy and clutching her flabby stomach. I was afraid her face would blow up and turn into tomato sauce. She was pointing her index finger at Jett's lips and finally her short legs gave away, her entire body collapsed on the bathroom floor. Still, she was laughing and rolling on the floor. Now, the bathroom door was unguarded, so Jett made his way to escape.
I'm assuming that Jett probably returned to the class or ditched it. On the other hand, I had to miss an important class and help my grandma who sounded like she was on laughing gas. I knelt down beside her and tried to calm her down by splashing cold water from the sink on her face. I even tried to lay her back flat on the floor and do the mouth-to-mouth CPR thing, which I quickly didn't do because it was disgusting.
Nothing helped.
This is definitely a messy beginning.
__________________________________________________________________________________Guysssss, I'm so sorry for the really short update and for not updating a long time.
My school mates know that I'm really busy and such and I didn't have much time to update.
Anyways, I have a two plans on how the story will go. NO, Of course I'm not gonna blurt out the plots. Just because some people don't read the Author Notes doesn't mean that no one doesn't XDXD.
So, the first plan is probably not gonna end how most of you guys want it to be, but it's kinda a little more interesting. And the second plan is probably the most common route and is kinda interesting, but not nearly as interesting as the first plan.
Be happy! Thank you so much for reading, guise!
~Kristen xoxo
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Teen FictionAllison Bates, an intellectual and gorgeous girl, is recognized for her sky-high grades, participation in school clubs, and especially her disinterest in dating boys. Now then, let's introduce the charmer, player, and bad boy, shall we? Jett Brantle...