Wake Up By Sliimy
Sleep flooded through me the moment my head hit the pillow, she'd worn me out, mentally at least. I woke the next morning to the doorbell ringing and sighed, running my fingers through my hair as I walked towards the door. Of course Aiden slept through it. Upon opening the door I was greeted by a smiling Latina in a green tank top and white booty shorts.
"So your Spencer…" She said looking me up and down. I raised an eyebrow not exactly sure what was going on. "Oh! My bad, Lo siento, I'm Jenna, Ashley Davies best friend and choreographer." She said proudly. I rubbed my eyes and opened the door to allow her in, still wondering what she wants. "Damn, you know Ashley said you were beautiful but you could be a model girl!"
"Thanks, really." I closed the door and went to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of juice. "You want some?" I offered.
"No no. I can't stay long, but Ashley sent me here cause she really wants to see you again. Which kinda frightens me cause did you two fuck?" I near spit my juice all over the floor.
"Umm…No we didn't."
"That's a first. Well, hey, on the bright side, she's fantastic in bed so when you too get around to it it'll be fun." She said with an awkward laugh. I returned it.
"So she wants to see me again? When?" I was actually still disgusted by the fact she'd thought we'd had sex. I prefer to keep my 'No no areas' clear of pig headed rock stars, even the ones who open up to me.
"Tonight." She said plainly.
"I can't." I replied. "My roommate is getting our friends and family from back home together for dinner an-"
"Great, she'll be there!" Jenna smiled and went towards the door. "She'll be here around six." And before I could object she was out of my house. I stood there in shock of what just happened. In my stupor Aiden had gotten up from bed and moseyed into the kitchen.
"Whats wrong Spencer?" He asked, obviously seeing my look of horror.
"I think Ashley just invited herself to meet all of our friends and family and she wasn't even here." I stated, reaching over to grab the bottle of tonic on the counter.
"You mean Ashley Davies is gonna be at dinner? I have no clue if this is good or bad. Oh shit what should i do!" he said, rubbing his hand on his bare chest.
"Make sure nothing has onions in it." And i drank from the tonic bottle.
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