𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 , 𝗷.𝗴 & 𝘀.𝘄

< eight >

-the last three weeks were the basic torture from being grounded. not able to hang out with anyone, go to parties, just school and school only. but it was finally two days before prom and i couldnt be more excited.-

imessage

from jack// what color is your dress for prom?

rilee// black. what else do you expect from me? ;)

from jack// well black is definetly a turn on ;) sam and i are picking you up still, right?

rilee// yeah, 7:45. prom starts at 8 and ends at midnight, but we can always go up to our room in the hotel early.

from jack// will there be a lot of people up there?

rilee// yeah probably, but most likely they'll be drinking and blasting music. why?

from jack// oh just wondering .. um quick question, if you moan too loud will we be kicked out?

rilee// jack! we are not having sex on prom night.

from jack// why not? most people lose their virginity on prom night.

from jack again// ah, the v card. precious isnt it? glad i was the one to take yours. :)

i tried to limit my texting to jack while i sat in english class, but he wouldnt stop replying.

rilee// yeah yeah, dont flatter yourself. i'll meet you outside of pre-alg.

english ended ten minutes later and i raced to math class, where both jack and sam would be waiting for me.

i never really payed attention in math since it was always way too hard for me anyway, but the thing that distracted me most was claire flirting with jack.

i knew we were only best friends that happen to be fwb, and there arent supposed to be any strings attached, but its kinda weird when the person you fuck over and over again begins to notice another girl.

the jacks and sam went to the studio after school today, but instead of me going with them this time, i wanted to make sure i knew the exact plan for prom the next day.

meaning my dress, hair style and makeup was picked out along with the times sammy and gilinsky would pick me up.

i sighed opening the door to my house, but i quickly looked up as i saw an unfamiliar figure standing in our kitchen.

"oh, hey rilee." ryan turned around to face me, holding a piece of pizza in his hands.

"MOMMMM!" i yelled not taking my eyes off ryan.

"what?" she asked frantically as she ran out of her room from upstairs.

"uh, care to explain?" i pointed to ryan. i was utterly confused as to why my moms handsome boss was eating in our house.

"i-i was expecting you to come home later like you usually do, but i guess i'll have to explain now.." she said quietly, walking down the steps towards me.

i furrowed my eyebrows following her into the living room,

"ryan is moving in with us."

my jaw dropped, "what?"

"i know it's sudden and i should've told you before-"

"yeah giving me some notice would've been wonderful!" i said sarcastically.

"rilee, ryan and i are happy together, this'll take a lot of time to sink in i understand, but please be nice." she said sternly.

"why couldn't you two move into another house and leave this one for me?" i started to get angry.