It's late October already and the weather is starting to change. Our days are still warm but the evenings are getting cool. We kind of skip fall here in the desert. Tomorrow is my 18th birthday. I'm laying on my bed texting with Tosh who is getting ready to go on a date with a new girl named Hazel. She just moved here from Denver, a couple weeks ago. She's cute! Tall and slender with hair that always looks perfectly tossled, as if she spent the day at the beach.
When I met her I was very jealous of her. I couldn't pin point why I was envious of her at first but it became very apparent it's because of her hair. I can't pull off a bob, she has the perfect texture hair for it and the right face shape. Plus, she's tall and skinny....both things I can never have.
Tosh really likes her and I can see why. She's genuine, soft spoken and has a harmonic laugh that sounds like it's coming from an angel. She has giant hazel eyes, they're the kind of eyes that you will never forget. After I sorted through my anger of being short and not being able to have her hair, I decided I am very happy for him. This is their 5th date in about a week, so they are really connecting. The texts are driving me nuts though...
Tosh: Just come over and help me. I don't want to do this with pictures.
He has been texting me pictures of him in different outfits.
Me: no
Tosh: stop being mean and get over here before I think you're jealous and falling for me. Don't make things awkward Bae
Me: Idiot. I'll be right there. You owe me a double double for this though.
I climb off my bed and slide my sneakers on. My mom came in after I got home from school and handed me a giant bag of new work out clothes from LuLu lemon. Kind of a weird gift because I don't work out. She also got me matching sneakers. I'm obsessed with the way these leggings feel on me. They're so comfortable I don't know why I'd ever wear anything else. I have a fitted pink tank top on too that is also heaven on earth. She got a little jacket to go with it but I don't put it on since I'm just gonna run over there real quick.
I open their front door with my key and run up the stairs to his room and barge in without knocking. He has on Khaki joggers and no shirt.This is why I'm here, because he can't decide on what top to wear. He is so high maintenance.
"Holy hell Jax!" Tosh yells with a funny look on his face.
"What?" I ask and throw myself on his bed.
"You look fucking hot Bae. You don't typically wear such things." he points out.
"Well, get used to this because I'm gonna go clear out the store tomorrow with Janie's credit card. Feel this fabric!" I exclaim and rub my leg so he knows where to feel.
"Shoooooot! Get me a pair too!" He laughs. "Okay, do I wear green to bring out my eyes?" He holds up a kelly green polo. "Red because I think we're gonna have sex tonight and I think red will make her think I'm an incredible lover" I howl in laughter. "Or this navy and green striped one that I think makes me look like a fucking abercrombie model but don't know if it looks weird with these pants." He pulls the striped one over his head carefully not to mess with his hair. "But I really like the way these joggers make my junk look." I continue to howl at him. He's so ridiculous.
"Striped and wear the light washed jeans your mom bought you last week. Your butt looked rather perky in them." I say and then stand up so I can get back to rubbing my new soft pants in my room while watching TV.
"What are you and Jonas doing tonight?" Tosh is peeling his joggers off exposing his banana boxers to me and I laugh out loud.
"Bananas? You're gonna wear those when you have sex tonight?" My smile is so big I can feel the elation all the way down to my toes.
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Jackie Jones and the Boys Next Door(COMPLETE)
Teen FictionCOMPLETED--Jackie Jones is a troubled teen with a haunted past. Her low self worth makes her withdrawn from her peers and she hides behind her best friend Tosh Holbrook. Tosh has been accused by his twin brother, Jonas Holbrook, of enabling Jackie...
