Sorry I took so long to update. I kept getting distracted and had several moments of writer's block, but here it finally is and enjoy. Also, please check out the recently updated stories of SimpleThings. I've said this before and I'll say this again; she is an incredible writer and I love every one of her stories so please check them out. Now please enjoy the chapter…
Gabriella and Kirsten laughed as the scene from George Lopez faded out and a commercial for OxiClean came on.
"It's not the same with Billy Mayes gone," Gabriella said while popping a popcorn kernel into her mouth. The loud, alarming voice of Billy Mayes always amused Gabriella. He's the reason her family has every OxiClean product exclusively advertised by Billy Mayes.
She and Kirsten had moved from Gabriella's bed onto a blanket on the floor, which was in front of the bed, earlier and were lying on their stomachs with their shoulders touching.
"Yea I guess," Kirsten stated absentmindedly while texting. Kirsten never pays attention to commercials because of her great amount of distaste. The way all ads try to make you feel like if you don't "Call Now!" you'll die. If she had control over the remote she'd change the channel to a show playing and then turn it back to George Lopez when she thought the commercials were over.
Gabriella noticed her lack of interest and decided to change the subject. "Who are you texting?" Gabriella asked curiously while stretching her neck towards Kirsten phone.
Kirsten tilted her phone towards Gabriella slightly and continued texting with a look of displeasure on her face.
Gabriella noticed how hard her thumbs were pressing the keys on her keyboard and scrunched her forehead in confusion, wondering what she and this "Jacob" could be talking about to make Kirsten so blatantly angry.
"He's my cousin. I just found out he's coming to visit," she said through gritted teeth after shutting her phone. "If he's coming, then that means my uncle's coming and I hate my uncle. All he does is mooch off my family and hit on my mother. Jacob says they're just staying for Labor Day weekend, but I doubt it. They'll probably stay like two weekends longer."
"Well," Gabriella said slowly as she thought of a bright side. "Your cousin must be nice if you have his number and everything, right?" Gabriella mentally admitted to herself that she's really asking out of curiosity as she wonders if Jacob's hot or not.
"Yea he's cool when it's just the two of us and we're hiding from the rest of our family during the day. But, he's eighteen and at night he likes to go out and get laid, which irritates me."
"Oh. Maybe it irritates you because Troy does the same thing at night."
"Yea, maybe." Kirsten sighed and rested her head in her palms."Oh, and I know what you're thinking." She paused to confirm her guess when Gabriella's eyebrows rise in surprise. They did and Kirsten continued. "Yes, he's extremely cute, but like I said, he's eighteen, so anything you'd want to do with him sexually would be illegal," Kirsten said matter-of-factly.
"Well," Gabriella said slowly as her face dropped momentarily. "Can I still meet him?" Gabriella smiled hopefully. Kirsten looked at Gabriella skeptically, causing Gabriella to add quickly; "I love meeting new people," as an excuse.
"Um…," Kirsten thought. "Maybe."
Gabriella smiled wider and clapped her hands. "Yay!"
Kirsten started giggling and shaking her head. "You're such a—,"
They both jumped after hearing a knock on Gabriella's window.
"Gabriella. What-?"
Gabriella had already reached the window and was sharing a quick kiss with the intruder before Kirsten could finish her question.
"That wasn't easy, Gabriella," Troy dusted himself off while looking at Gabriella, aggravated by the several tries and fails he preformed while trying to climb the tree. Several times he silently thanked God that nobody was watching him or everybody would be talking about it next week at school.
"Aw, poor baby," Gabriella said while holding his left arm to support him as he slowly brought his legs through the window. When he was finally inside, Gabriella didn't spare a minute before filling him on the rules of her bedroom. "Take your shoes off, we will not have sex, and Kirsten here will be like the best friend you don't have," Gabriella stated bluntly while staring at Troy as he took his shoes off and rolled his eyes. "Do you want something to drink?" Gabriella asked, switching her attitude to a happy and polite one.
"Nah, thanks," Troy said while sitting down on the edge of her bed. "And for your information I do have a best friend."
"Oh yea? What's his name?" Gabriella raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms ready to contradict anything that comes out of Troy's mouth.
"Chad. You saw him the first day of school. He was on my right when I entered homeroom," he said cockily while smirking. "You know with the frizzy hair."
"Really?" Troy nodded. "Because I recall him being on the left of you. Besides, that doesn't prove anything. If I talked to him for more than five minutes I bet I'd be better friends with him than you are." She grinned cockily.
"Whatever." Troy shook her off. "Kirsten and I will never be best friends." He shot a quick glare at her and then looked back at Gabriella.
"Well 'hi' to you too, Troy," Kirsten said sarcastically with a fake smile and a wave, then frowned. "You're such a dick." She stood up and made her way to the bathroom.
"Love you too, Kirsten." Troy smiled as Kirsten flipped him off and slammed the bathroom door. "So you know about me and Kirsten's past, huh?"
Gabriella nodded. "Yea and honestly I don't get it. You don't have to screw a bunch of girls and then cut them off afterwards just because you don't want your heart broken." Gabriella sat on her knees and pulled Troy down onto the floor so they were at eyelevel. "Have you had one steady girlfriend since your break up with Kirsten?"
Troy dropped his head and ran his hand through his hair. "No." He sighed. "But, what's wrong with that? I don't need a girlfriend to be happy."
"Oh, I see," Gabriella faked a laugh. "You just fuck girls to make you happy."
"That's not what I meant."
"Well that's what you do." Gabriella rolled her eyes at Troy's inability to respond. "So am I next?" After seeing Troy's confused look she continued. "Am I the next girl you're going to screw? Am I just a replacement of Georgia? Do I mean nothing to you?" Gabriella asked each question angrily, ignoring each "No!" of Troy's. She remained silent with a hurt expression on her face.
"For God's sake Gabriella!" Troy exclaimed, but softened after seeing her expression. "You're the only girl I've ever agreed to go on a date with. Shouldn't that mean something?" He crisscrossed his legs and pulled Gabriella into his lap.
Gabriella sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "I guess." She smiled and kissed Troy on the cheek then on the lips when Troy redirected her lips to his. The kiss was so soft and sensual; it gave Gabriella butterflies. She licked her lips when they pulled away and stared at Troy who stared back and stroked her cheek with his thumb.
Troy brushed Gabriella's hair behind her ear and kissed her again, loving the taste and feel of her lips and happy when he gained access to Gabriella's tongue. Surprise struck Troy when Gabriella made the advancement to lie down on top of him. The option to take advantage of the situation was very tempting and he put his hands under Gabriella's shirt on her bare back.
Gabriella loved the touch of Troy's hands on her bare skin. It gave her a heated feeling so powerful she almost directed his hands to her bra strap so he could caress and squeeze her breasts. Kissing him was becoming a need instead of a want. She wouldn't let their lips separate for one second. There was passion and longing in each and every one of her kisses and grinds against Troy's body. However, she knew they would have to stop as soon as Kirsten came out of the bathroom. God…what was taking her so long?
Tiara was admiring herself in the bathroom mirror when Kirsten stormed in. She had her dark straight hair flowing down her back and was twirling some of her strands with her finger. She was wearing nothing but black lace lingerie from Victoria's Secret she found in Gabriella's room, and was playing with her black stud bellybutton ring. "Shit," she muttered under her breath.
"Whoa," was all Kirsten said when she caught sight of Tiara.
"Don't. Say. Another. Word." Tiara locked the door behind Kirsten and blocked her from exiting into Gabriella's room as she spoke softly. "Let's set things straight, shall we?" She asked rhetorically. "First, you will not tell my sister you saw me in this because it's hers and she'd kill me. Second, I am not, under any circumstances, about to have sex with my new boyfriend."
"You really expect me to believe that?" Kirsten asked as she gave Tiara a once over. "You're outfit and body screams 'fuck me' in about fifteen different languages. So either you are about to have sex or you're thinking about it…and I don't care what you say about it because I'm right. Also, I promise I won't tell your sister, but what are you doing? You're like twelve—!"
"Thirteen," she snapped.
"Whatever," she snapped right back. "I'm not letting you back in that room until you take that off and tell Terrence to go 'bye bye' because no one's going to risk getting pregnant tonight."
Tiara rolled her eyes and pushed passed Kirsten. "I know you don't know me well enough to trust me," she unlocked the door that opens up to her bedroom and turned back around. "but the most I'm going to do is tease. I'll be back in a couple of minutes. So while you wait, how about actually using the bathroom." She walked out and shut the door behind her. She giggled at Terrence's reaction. Before Tiara went into the bathroom, she left Terrence wearing only his boxers, so when he jumped off her bed and pulled her close, it was basically skin-to-skin.
Terrence began letting his hands wander and kissing her neck. Just by seeing Tiara in that outfit made his member hard and from being so close caused vibration.
Tiara started feeling guilty and less control as he felt "him" against her skin. The feel of Terrence's lips and hands were making her insanely hot and she began to lose control. "Um…Terrence…" She struggled as he ran his hands down her sides. "we can't….do this…" she bit her lip to repress a moan.
"Says who?" He slowly began pushing her panties down.
She grabbed his hands and pushed him away. "Says me. We can't do this. I'm not doing this." She was able to talk more firmly now that distance was between them. "Look, I was just teasing because I thought it'd be funny, but—,"
"But you thought wrong!" He yelled angrily. "What the hell, Tiara? You don't dress in sexy lace lingerie then tell your half-naked boyfriend that you're not going to have sex!" He began putting his clothes back on.
"Well I told you earlier we weren't going to do it." She replied, trying to defend her actions. "I was—,"
"Being a major tease. I'm leaving." He put his shoes on and headed for the door.
"I'll call you." She called after him softly.
"Yea, don't bother." He stormed out and slammed the door behind him.
Tiara dropped her head and put her clothes back on solemnly as she tried not to cry. She walked into the bathroom and couldn't look Kirsten directly in the eye, who was sitting on the closed toilet seat with a bored expression on her face. "Well…I didn't do it."
Kirsten looked up and saw Tiara's expression and knew exactly what happened. She stood up and hugged her and Tiara silently cried on her shoulder.
Several minutes passed before Tiara stopped crying. She was blowing her nose for the last time when Kirsten decided to speak.
"Look, Tiara, I'm really sorry about your situation, but I need to get back to your sister. I'm surprised she didn't come knocking on the door…she's probably asleep. But, I'll see you in the morning."
"Thanks...for everything." Tiara smiled as Kirsten opened the door.
"No problem." Kirsten walked out and shut the door quietly.