A/n: sorry I haven't been writing a lot has been going on with the coronavirus😷, my online learning😤, and the protests all black lives matters✊🏾 I hope you enjoy this story 😉☺️💕
Kayden POV
Wassup everybody! I'm Kayden Jenner, the youngest in the Jenner clan. At 17, life is already chaotic enough, but throw in a secret girlfriend, and things get even wilder. Her name is Avani Gregg—yep, that Avani, the one with millions of followers on TikTok. My family doesn't know about her, and I'm determined to keep it that way, at least for now. Right now, though, I'm in my game room, immersed in Call of Duty, blasting through levels like I'm on a mission.👇🏽
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Just as I'm about to secure a win, the door swings open, and in stroll my sisters, Kendall and Kylie, grinning mischievously with my phone in hand.
"Kayden! Who's this girl in your phone?" Kendall asks, raising an eyebrow as she flips through my texts.
"Yeah, and who's the 'my everything' with a heart emoji that just texted you?" Kylie adds, peering over Kendall's shoulder, her curiosity piqued.
I pause the game, rolling my eyes as I reach out to snatch my phone from Kendall's grasp. "None of your business! And why are you even on my phone?" I shoot back, annoyance creeping into my voice.
"What do you mean it's not our business? We're your older sisters! We have a right to know what's going on in your life!" Kendall protests, crossing her arms defiantly, with Kylie nodding in agreement.
"I know you're my sisters, but what's going on in my life is my business—me, myself, and I, oh, and Mom," I say, frustration bubbling up as I turn off the game.
"Mom? How can she be in your life but not your sisters?" Kendall challenges, gesturing animatedly. "And how is Mom going to be in your life if she manages me, Khloe, Kourtney, and Kim?"
"Maybe because she takes care of me! She feeds me, she birthed me, and she actually makes time for me," I reply, sarcasm dripping from my words. "Oh, and I'm her favorite child—unlike you two! Tell Khloe, Kim, and Kourtney I said that too. If they have a problem with it, they know where to find me. Peace out, sisters!" I declare, marching out of the game room toward my bedroom.
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The next day
I lookThe next morning, I'm sprawled on my bed, phone in hand, engaged in a playful conversation with Avani. She called to tease me about something, her laughter echoing through the speaker.
"Babe, stop playing! We're not breaking up. We're forever, and that's simple," I say, trying to sound serious, but a smile tugs at my lips.
"But what if someone in the Hype House likes me?" she teases, a cheeky grin lighting up her face as I can almost see her playful eyes.
