Undercover Heiress

Part Forty-Nine

Chapter Fifty: A one-way ticket

I was happy.

The moment I knew Peter liked me back and that I had him completely made me forget about everything that was going.

Up until someone knocked on the door and I heard Holly yell that Sydney was here.

Peter and I made to our bed, me on top of him with both our tops off about to reach for the pants and then the moment was ruined.

"Bailey! Did you hear me?!" Holly called, and I moaned rolling my eyes sitting upon Peter and pulling my hair up and tying it into a bun still straddling him.

"That was hot,"  He told me.

"Bailey!" Holly called again.

"Yes I heard you, I'm changing my underwear I got my period!" I shouted back and Peter squeezed his eyes close.

"Not the visual I needed," He muttered.

I hopped off him picking up both our tops and throwing his against his chest while responding to his comment.

"The only visual you should have is me on top of you until Syndey leaves and we can pick up where we left off," I teased, tossing my shirt into my dirty laundry pile and grabbing a large crewneck that was baggy on me.

Then I grabbed a pair of booty shorts and told Peter to hurry up because I knew Sydney was probably waiting outside my door.

"Okay, okay I'm going," He laughed as I pushed him towards the door.

His hand was on the handle about to open it with me pressed against his side, googling him and thinking about all the different ways we could fool around.

Peter kissed my nose and then opened the door revealing Sydney and her black duffle bag.

She had on a floral romper with a denim jacket and knee-high socks with black combat boots.

"Syd!" I cried, jumping on her and hugging her because it felt like forever.

She chuckled, hugging me tighter before letting me go and setting her duffle down on the ground by my bed.

"How are you?" She asks me, taking a seat on my bed.

I sigh thinking about the fact that I have to tell her part of my story about who I am and what I need her help and blah blah blah.

"I'm okay, I have a lot of tea to tell you, but first did you bring the wigs?" 

Sydney smiles at me and then unzips her bag pulling out two hairpieces that shes been working very hard on.

One curly blonde one that matched my hair shade but was a bit shorter and one straight black one that was similar to her hair color.

"Great, can you make me look like you?" I question with wide eyes.

Sydney probably thought I was weird at this point, rushing the whole makeover session and being vague with the questions she asked me.

"Um, yeah? But can you tell me why you're being kinda weird? Lowkey, not the vibe," She tells me, scootching off the bed and sitting on the floor while I stand up and bring over my ring light.

"There's so much going on that I didn't talk to you about because I didn't know if you would understand, being friends with Elise and all," I chuckle.

Sydney snorts as I put my headband on and sit in front of her with a smile on my face examining her outfit and thinking about if I could pull off the look.