Let the teasing begin!

I hope you all read Rixon's lines in your best Irish accent. I do.. you have to as well, it's definitely necessary!

Chapter 7:

Sun streamed through the slim cracks in the blinds, alerting my tired eyes to morning. As my eyes focused I was momentarily confused by my surroundings, I wasn't in my room. I made the slightest of movements before realising I was tangled up in someone's arms. I tilted my head up to see patches weary eyes trained on me.
"Good morning, Angel." He said with a smile, I groaned and snuggled into Patch's chest, hugging him tightly.
"Want some breakfast?" He asked. Mmm, food. We'd skipped dinner last night, and my stomach grumbled at the mention of food. Patch chuckled.
"I'll take that as a yes." He leant down and brought his lips to my forehead before rolling out of bed. I watched his back, the way his wings moved over his muscles as he stretched was mesmerising. He stood up and made his way to the door, turning briefly to smile at me before exiting the room.

I lay there for a moment staring at the rumpled sheets where Patch had just laid. My thoughts drifted back to last night. The passionate kiss, the grinding, the explosion within me... my noises.
"Argh." I groaned, throwing the pillow over my head. I really was never going to herd the end of it, I didn't want to hear about it at all. That was a private thing between Patch and I, it even embarrassed me thinking that Patch knew what he did to me. I rolled over and picked up my phone checking the time. It was 7:18AM. I really had to get out of bed.

I rolled off the side of the bed trudging over to my clothes piled on the floor. I quickly stripped off the jumper and cami, slipping into my bra on before putting them both back on again. I played the usual game with my jeans, struggling to pull the on. Once I was fully clothed again I stepped into the bathroom and looked at my disarray of hair. Brushing it wouldn't help, I turned on the tap wetting my fingers before pulling them through the knots. I splashed my face with the water, rubbing away yesterdays mascara lines. After I was fairly satisfied with my appearance I made my way through the silent house down the stairs. Descending the stairwell I could hear the pop of bacon as the smell wafted through the house.

As I stepped into the kitchen I found Patch at the stove with tongs, flipping bacon. Blayze was curled up at his feet. Patch still only wore his pyjama pants that hung low on his hips. The contours of his back enticing my eyes. Especially the indented dimples on his lower back, I like them. I sauntered over to him leaning against the wall beside him.
"Aren't you cold?" I asked. His smooth bare chest alerted my brain that even in my jeans and his warm jumper I was still a bit chilly.
"I don't really feel the cold." He said casually. "Bacon and egg's are okay?" He asked.
"It looks delicious." I answered.
"Go sit." He said gesturing to the dining room that was separated by the kitchen bench that had bar stools hooked under it. I took a seat facing Patch as he headed over to the fridge.
"Orange juice, apple juice... coffee?" He asked, looking from the fridge up to me.
"Orange juice would be great." I replied as he retrieved the juice box out of the fridge pouring me a glass. Putting the juice away he grabbed a plate from under the counter heading back over to the stove, stopping by the toaster to grab a slice that had just popped up. He piled an egg on top of the bread and some bacon on the side before bringing it over to me.
"I quite enjoy being waited on." I said with a chuckle.
"I quite enjoy being grinded on." He said with a devious smirk snapping the tongs in front of my face before heading back over to the stove. I blushed as I started picking at my delicious breakfast.

"I smell bacon!" A very happy Vee called from around the corner, as soon as she came into view she looked from Patch to me and stopped in her tracks pulling the biggest seedy grin I had ever seen conjured on her features.
"'Morning." I said casually, biting into a piece of bacon. The grin didn't leave her face, so I contorted my features into a warning glare. I really didn't want to hear it, but I can't imagine I was going to get out of it that easily. Scott walked in behind her in red boxers and a white singlet. Scott's eyes found me and his face almost mimicked Vee's.
"Leave her alone and grab a plate." Patch said, not turning to them.
"But I have so much teasing to do!" Scott whined. Patch faced Scott, which happened to be away from me, but whatever face he gave him has Scott quietly sulking over to the cupboard and grabbing out two plates.
"Nice wings, Patch." Vee commented taking a seat next to me. "There is no way in hell you're getting away with not telling me what happened." Vee whispered the very quite threat to me.
"Maybe I don't want to talk about it." I whispered back.
"That's a lie, and you know it." She snickered. Honestly, I kind of did want to talk to Vee about it. But, when we were alone, maybe on the drive to school. "Are you still a virgin?" She whispered.
"Yes!" I shouted slapping her arm.
"How come Vee can tease her?!" Scott whined.
"She's not." I stated. Scott walked over caring two plates, setting one down in front of Vee before taking the seat beside her.

"Drinks?" Patch asked Vee and Scott.
"Apple." Scott responded.
"Apple juice would be great." Vee agreed. Patch grabbed the carton out of the fridge and put two glasses on the bench heading back over to the stove putting more bacon and eggs into the pan.

"Good Mornin'." Rixon said walking into the kitchen. He'd at least gotten dressed, he was wearing dark grey jeans and a white under shirt and a dark blue striped shirt, unbuttoned and rolled up to his elbows. "I thought you were shy and quiet, Legs." Rixon teased with a wink. I blushed and continued chewing my delicious bacon. Patch whispered something to Rixon as he walked past and Rixon chuckled, Patch wore a cheeky grin.
"Oi." I defended grumpily.
"Don't get huffy, he was just tellin' me how nice your legs really are." Rixon said mischievously.
"You got naked?" Vee asked.
"No." I shot her down. Patch turned to us with a grin.
"Kind of." He winked. I glared at him, he smiled back with mock innocence.
"I think we need thicker walls." Scott suggested.
"Or maybe some sound proofing." Rixon added before making his way past us and out the back for a cigarette.
"What happened to not teasing me?" I huffed.
"It's just too much fun." Scott said.
"Would you prefer they did it here or at school." Patch asked.
"Neither." I voted.

Dante came into the room, scrubbing a hand through his hair. He was only wearing a pair of boxers. His sleepy eyes found us and looked down at his lack of clothing.
"Sorry, I forgot you girls were here. I'll put clothes on once I've eaten, promise." He said sleepily. He grabbed a plate from under the bench and walked over to Patch, clapping a hand on his back.
"Nice work, dude." He said as Patch filled up his plate with food. I can't help the feeling he was talking about me.
"Okay, hurry up, eat and get dressed we have to be at school in twenty minutes." Patch said, nibbling on a piece of bacon, placing a plate on the counter for Rixon and heading over to the sink to wash the dishes. I'd finished my breakfast now so I hopped down from the stool and walked over to the sink helping Patch with the dishes.

Vee and Scott and Dante disappeared upstairs, I'm assuming to get dressed. After I had washed the dishes and Patch had put them away I took Blayze out the back and threw the tennis ball for him. Patch had gone to get changed but Rixon sat at the table smoking his cigarette.

"Alright, time to go!" Scott called through the kitchen window. I reluctantly said goodbye to Blayze and followed Rixon back into the house. Patch was now wearing a tight black t-shirt, black levi's and black vans; I don't know what it was with him and black, but everything was black besides the white shoe laces and silver chain around his neck. Scott had changed into long black shorts and a white fitted t-shirt, and Dante had managed to pull himself into some clothes. Vee was wearing the same dark blue skinny jeans and sparkly sandals as yesterday but was wearing, what I assumed to be Scott's, black Metallica shirt.
"You look like a groupie." I chuckled at Vee.
"You're the one wearing the band jumper." She retorted... True.

We all headed out the front and got into our cars. The boys all piled into Patch's jeep and Vee and I climbed into her Neon.
"Spill it, babe." Vee demanded as she reversed out of the driveway, heading for the school.
"What about you and Scott?" I asked.
"Don't change the subject, we made out, cuddled and went to sleep." She said quickly. "By the sounds you were making..." she insinuated.
"We didn't have sex!" I defended.
"Then what did you do?" She asked.
"We made out, cuddled and went to sleep." I repeated what she had said.
"Yeah, 'made out'." She said with bunny quotes, sending a disbelieving look at me.
"Pretty much." I said casually.
"Then why were you moaning and screaming the house down?" She asked.
"I was not screaming the house down." I said calling her out on her overdramatic explanation.
"I distinctively remember, 'Patch!'" She cried out breathlessly, imitating me. It sounded so sexual, I have to admit, that may have escaped me last night.
"There was some... grinding of parts against other parts." I said quietly.
"Like... dry humping?" Vee questioned. I looked at her with a contorted expression 'dry humping' sounded so vulgar. "You know, like... sex with clothes on." She tried to elaborate.
"I know what it is." I defended, "We weren't completely clothed." I added.
"Yeah, really?" She asked mischievously. "What were you guys wearing?" She asked.
"He was wearing his boxers and pyjama pants and I wearing my underwear, cami and his jumper.
"How did you guys go from laying in bed to a heated make out sesh complete with intense grinding?" She asked.
"Um..." I tried to think. "He kissed my neck and I moaned which made him... horny, and then he pressed himself against my back." I started explaining.
"So, you were spooning?" She clarified.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Okay, go on." She said focusing on the road.
"Okay, well... he... he kept kissing and biting my neck and I got really... uh... I." I stammered.
"He made you horny?" She asked with a smile.
"Yeah." I said shyly.
"Don't worry, I know how you feel." She snickered. "Go on..." She coaxed.
"Well, I turned around to face him and then he kissed me. Then he grabbed my leg pulling it over him and then he pressed up against me." I said, thinking about it had me wanting to do bad things again.
"Pressed what against what?" She pryed.
"You know, his... well you know, against my... you know." I said vaguely, I could tell by her smirk, she knew exactly what I was talking about.
"So, he just rubbed against you?" she asked.
"Well, I was the one the one that got on top of him. So, I think it was more my fault." I confessed. Vee looked at me her eyes bugging out of her head, a very proud smile spreading across her face and she giggled.
"Don't laugh at me." I sulked.
"I'm just proud you're coming out of your shell." She chuckled at her own joke, her expression was suddenly serious. "Did you...?" She asked.
"Did I what?" I asked.
"Did you have the big 'O'?" she asked.
"Oh..." I blushed a fierce crimson. "Maybe." I mumbled barely audible. She squealed.
"You did!" She was so giddy and excited.
"It's never happened before..." I told her. She looked at me with a disbelieve look.
"Like... never?" She asked.
"Nope." I clarified.
"You've never made yourself..." she trailed off.
"No." I said shyly. "I didn't know it was... like that." I explained.
"It's mind blowing, right?!" She agreed, more of a statement then a question.
"I can't stop thinking about it." I admitted.
"You're going to be one of those seemingly innocent girls that gets laid and turns into a super-nympho." Vee said as if it were a fact, I didn't want to agree with it, but all I wanted right now was a repeat of last night... or more.
"Did he... you know?" She asked with a wink.
"Did he...?" I asked.
"Do I really need to spell everything out for you?" She asked. "Did he cum?" She asked.
"I don't think so." I said with uncertainly, she gave me a funny look.
"You can tell when a guy cum's, Nora, they literally cum." She said as if I were an idiot.
"I know that. No, no he didn't." I clarified.
"Really?" She asked, confused. I nodded. "Wow, blue balls much." She scoffed. I hadn't really thought about that until now, I felt really selfish. How could I do that to him?
"I might have to make it up to him..." I pondered out loud. Vee was grinning at me.
"What have you done with my goody-two-shoes virgin best friend." She asked.
"She met Patch." I answered simply.
"Remind me to thank him. These stories are much more fun to listen too." She chuckled. "Driving to school yesterday to did you think you'd be telling me how dry humping the third hottest guy at school made you cum and has you getting horny every time you see him or think about him right now.
"No." I chuckled. "Third hottest guy?" I asked.
"Well, Scott is obviously the hottest." She paused momentarily to sigh with a smile.
"Vee..." I broke her daydream.
"Oh, right. Yeah, Rixon. I don't know what it is about his he's just... a bit delish'." Vee admitted casually.
"Delish'?" I questioned.
"Delicious." She clarified.
"I wonder how Scott would feel about that." I pondered.
"Do you think he'd be jealous? Holy freak show... the hottest guy in the universe jealous over me." She grunted, fanning herself with her hand, "The world must be ending."
"Why on earth did they choose us...?" I asked rhetorically.
"Well, if you hadn't been friends with Scott they probably wouldn't have. But I'm not questioning it, what's right is right. This is so right. I am completely okay with losing my virginity to Scott." Vee stated. "I mean, whose even still a virgin at 17?" Vee asked.
"We're sixteen." I told her.
"Yes, and I don't want to be seventeen and a virgin." She said.
"You're birthday is in a week." I told her.
"Exactly." She said with a devious smile.
"You're going to sleep with Scott sometime within the next... six days?" I asked.
"Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep my hands off him last night." She said flustered.
"Yes." I told her, she looked at me and chuckled.
"I mean, it's not like I'm saying I want to lose it before I turn seventeen, I don't think that's the problem. I think the problem is that I don't know how long I can restrain myself." She admitted as she bounced over the curb into the parking lot.

My phone started ringing in my pocked, I answered it as I stepped out of the car.
"Hey mom." I greeted.
"Hi Nora, how was your sleep over at Vee's?" She asked, I smiled at the devious lie.
"Yeah, it was good, did our homework and watched movies." I said, it was kind of true?
"That's good. Anyway, I just thought I'd call to let you know that Hugo has asked me to help him out with an auction in New York!" She said excitedly.
"That's awesome." I told her.
"Sure is, like an all expenses paid holiday while getting paid, it's pretty much perfect. We're flying out at about eight tonight, so I'll be leaving for Portland at about four. So, come straight home from school so I can say goodbye." She told me.
"Of course." I told her.
"I'll be gone for about a week, so maybe see if you can have Vee with you. Either stay at her house or you guys can stay at home. I feel bad leaving you home alone." She said remorsefully.
"It's alright, I'll figure it out. Get packing, I'll see you after school." I said with a smile.
"Okay, have a nice day, sweetie. I'll see you this afternoon." She said with a 'mwah' kissing noise before hanging up.
"Blythe going away again?" Vee asked.
"Yeah, she's going to New York, She'll be gone for about a week." I said.
"Sweet!" Vee said excitedly.
"Why are you so happy my mother is leaving town?" I asked.
"Freedom to do whatever we want!" She said, I chuckled at her.
"Mrs Grey?!" Scott said excitedly. "I haven't seen her in so long!"
"Mrs Grey?" Vee asked with a strange expression.
"He was like eight. Back when we had to call adults by Mr or Mrs" I explained.
"True." Vee agreed.
"Who do we tell about our party to get the word spread?" Dante's asked. Vee and I looked at each other.
"Hayley and Marcie." We both said at the same time.
"When and where?" Vee asked.
"Our place, Saturday night." Dante asked the others, they nodded or agreed.
"Hayley's in my math class first period." I said.
"Marcie's in mine." Vee said. "And so are Scott and Dante," She said turning to the boys. "Let's go." She said and they sauntered off.

"See you in English." I called after them. "You too." I said to Patch and Rixon before heading off to my math class. I didn't share my first class with any of the boys or Vee, which was a huge disappointment. I sulked to class, dropping into my desk. As soon as Hayley came in I gestured her over. She hurried over to me, which was very strange, no one was ever in a hurry to sit with me.
"Is it true that you're related to Scott Parnell?" She asked.
"No, our parents are friends." I told her.
"Why are you hanging out with them?" She asked. I cocked an eyebrow at her, god she was a snoop.
"I didn't ask you over here to tell you frivolous details. They're having a party." I told her.
"When, where, who's invited, will there be..." She babbled but I cut her off.
"It's at their house, 69 George Street." I stopped momentarily to think if they had chosen the house based on its address... I wouldn't put it past them. "Anytime after eight, I guess." I hadn't asked what time, but I assumed vaguely after eight would work.
"So, what's the deal with you, Vee and the new guys anyway?" She asked.
"We're friends." I said vaguely.
"Oh, come on. You have more to tell than that. I heard you and Patch Cipriano were sexting in class." She prodded.
"No, that was taken out of context." I clarified.
"Mhm, yeah. Sure." She replied sarcastically.
"Well, spread the word about the party." I said with a shooing motion. "Dante will be upset if his house isn't full of slutty girls on a Saturday night, so get to work." I told her.
"Is he a player?" She asked. I didn't know how much I should share with the school, and if you shared it with Hayley Green the gossip queen, you shared it with the school. I guess if the school knew about Dante's sexual habits, it would mean more sluts throwing themselves at him.
"He'll screw any attractive girl that throws herself at him." I told her.
"What about the other three?" She asked. I didn't really want to talk to Hayley anymore, I was contemplating ways for her to twist whatever I said.
"I think you should just let everyone know about the party." I told her.
"Is there a theme or anything? BYOB? You haven't told me much." She complained.
"No theme, yes BYOB and I've told you everything I was told to tell you." I said.
"Who told you to tell me."
"Dant... It doesn't matter." I said. I just wanted her to go away now before I spilled anything I didn't mean to. Sometimes my words got away from me. "Why don't you go sit with your friends and tell them about it." I suggested trying not to be too rude about it. She puckered her lips to the side like she wanted to get more out of me but I face the front of the class making it fairly clear I didn't want to talk anymore. She got up from the seat whispering to her friends while simultaneously texting on her phone. Less than thirty seconds later my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Patch – I just got a message inviting me to my own party. Good job, Angel ;)
Nora – If you want gossip spread around the school all you have to do is tell a girl :P
Patch – Rixon said that if any hot chicks ask for his number to give it to them.

Attached to Patch's message was a box that showed up with Rixon's name, I clicked on it and his number showed up. I saved it into my phone.

Nora – Can do.
Patch – He said 'Thanks Legs'
Nora - :)
Patch – So... Do I get to talk to you about last night?
Nora – What about it?
Patch – Like maybe scheduling round 2? ;)
Nora – You're bad.
Patch – You love it.
Nora – Only a little bit.
Patch – That's a lie.
Nora – Only a little one.
Patch – You know what's not little... ;)
Nora – Your bed.
Patch – What else..?
Nora – I'm not discussing this...
Patch – But you're thinking about it.
Nora – No.
Patch – Now that's a lie, if I ever heard one.
Nora – You're a little up yourself, you know.
Patch – But honestly, you're telling me you haven't thought about me in that kind of way since last night?
Nora – It's possible.
Patch – I knew it ;) Has anyone commented on how sexy you look in my hoodie yet?
Nora – No, people don't really take notice of me.
Patch – You look good in my jumper.
Nora – Thank you?
Patch – You look much better when that's all you're wearing...
Patch – And you're ontop of me...
Patch – Moaning my name.
Nora – You are so distracting.
Patch – Thinking about me again? ;)
Nora – Class has started I need to pay attention.
Patch – Stop thinking about me naked then.
Nora – I'm not.
Patch – Don't lie to me, Angel.
Nora – Well, stop making me think about inappropriate things.
Patch – Sorry ;)
Patch – Maybe I feel like sleeping naked tonight... want to stay over?
Nora – Seriously, stop it!
Patch – Am I distracting you?
Nora – Yes.
Patch – If it helps, I barely stop thinking about you.
Nora- That does the very opposite of help...

Was he being serious? It was strange to think that someone like Patch was interested in someone like me. He was the embodiment of sexy; his looks, his voice and the way he acted... especially the way he acted when we were along in his bed. I have to stop thinking about him.

The rest of the lesson I vaguely grasped that we were discussing improper fractions, but my mind kept straying back to last night... then my creative imagination kicked it.

I love their texting banter, LOVE IT. I hope you do too ;)

They don't write 'Patch -' and 'Nora -' at the start of all there tests by the way - that's just me making sure you know who's texing what. :)

I'll give you Chapter 8 as soon as I get home!

- Kayla.