5 hours.
We spent 5 hours at the Kiniki's house. I mean, who stays at a neighbors house until 10 o'clock at night? Apparently my family does.
But, I am very proud of myself for making it home without laying a single finger on Jason's face. After the whole leg kicking thing at dinner, he started making funny faces at me like a child does. My response was a mini death glare and continue on with eating.
After finishing our apple pie slices, my mom made me go wash the dishes. This isn't even my house! I replied with a smile and gathered the dishes. 5 minutes later, Jason came to join me.
This time, he didn't even talk to me. He dried the dishes after I washed them and when we were done, he went up to his room. I didn't know what had changed in those 15 minutes but I could care less. He wasn't bothering me and I was glad.
When we had finally gotten home, I ran up to my room and tapped the FaceTime app on my iPhone. I clicked on Zach's name and it called him.
He didn't pick up.
That's okay, I'll try again tomorrow, he is probably sleeping. I then went to my bathroom and rushed to get my contacts out of my eyes. They have been in my eyeballs for way too long.
I took them off with ease and slid my glasses onto my face. Next, I decided to put my hair into a messy bun and change into my pajamas.
I ended up wearing one of Zach's t-shirts that reached to about my mid thigh. I then slid on my lime green pajama pants that had smiley faces on them.
As I start to lay down, I lookrd out of my window to see Jason in his room. I know it was kind of stalkerish but I just couldn't look away. He was shirtless and was unpacking some boxes. I probably shouldn't be saying this, but he was one good looking boy.
He looked so damn good I wanted to take a picture of him, make it poster sized, and hang it on my wall so I could stare at it all day!
What in the world am I saying? I have a boyfriend for crying out loud! I mean...his six pack isn't as defined as Jason's...and he certainly isn't sporting those nice set of biceps...
UGH...stop! Okay hormones, control yourself. Your boyfriend is a much better person than Jason Kiniki. He is sweet, charming, and he is without a doubt good looking.
I was so caught up in my thoughts I hadn't realized Jason had moved from unpacking boxes in his room to looking into my room from his balcony. He was staring at me with a smirk on his face. Before I had time to go to my balcony doors and shut them, he spoke up.
"Enjoying the show?"
I replied with a quick response, "If your talking about a freak show, then yes, yes I was."
With a laugh he said, "you were totally just checking me out."
"You are so funny! ME, check YOU out? I don't think so."
"Oh, but I do think so. It's alright, it'll be our little secret," he added with a wink.
"PA-LEASE! Okay, I know myself, and I couldn't bare to even give you a second look you baboon."
"Whatever you say Alex."
I grunted, as I walk up to close my balcony doors he begins again, "By the way, nice glasses," adding another wink.
I hadn't realized I had my glasses on! With that I angrily shut my doors and got into bed. Who the hell does he think he is? I can't stand his stupid winks and smirks. Why does he have to be back here? And especially RIGHT across from my room!
As I finally stop thinking about what a jack-ass he is, I start to drift off into dreamland with one thing on my mind.
This is going to be a long summer.
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I know I have not updated in a LONG time, but I hope you enjoy this chapter!
-Dezzicakes
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My One True Friend
Teen FictionAlexandria Malcom is a person who has glasses, brunette hair, and a secret love for books. These are facts that only one other person knows about, and that's her best friend Jason Kaniki. Jason has dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and a gummy bear f...