Rosary Tucked Inside Her Lingerie
Chapter Twelve
my date with Brendon in ... 1o minutes! and still nothing to wear!
"why you stressing out?" Ryan said from my closet. "here [he threw me a pair of cute jeans] and here [he threw a Britany Spears tee]."
"thanks Ry. wwhatcha wearing?" i asked.
"this." he pointed to his outfit of a black tee and my pants.
"RYAN! those are mine!" i laughed, throwing a chinese slipper at him.
the bell rang.
"Ryan ..." im too lazy right now.
"ugh! fine." he went downstairs. i heard a high pitched squeal of "GEORGIE" and heard footsteps.
"hey Skittles, ready?" Brendon asked.
"yeppers!" i smiled.
front of threatre
"what you wanna see?" Brendon asked.
"how bout Saw 2?" i said
"sure."
bad idea. scarey ass movie. but i was too proud to hide.
"haha you okay?" he asked.
"im fine" as i said this, it started pouring. shit im only wearing jeans and a short-sleeved shirt.
i felt a hoodie being put on me. Brendon's From First to Last hoodie.
"Bren---" i started.
"nah you're cold." he shrugged.
mmm the hoodie smelled like Axe and Snuggles laurndry soap.
"Brendon you smell good." i smiled.
"heh thanks."
we walked for a bit in the rain, it was letting up.
"so whats in Brooklyn thats not in Vegas?" Brendon asked.
"ummm ... Vegas Diner oh!" i laughed. "whats Vegas got?"
"um, New York New York. and the Killers!" Brendon grinned.
"yea? we got the Beastie Boys and umm J.lo and Jay-Z!" i said.
"last two from Bronx!"
"still in NYC!"
we laughed and cotinued walking. where? i dont know.
"Brendon ...?"
"my house." he said as we got to a house.
"oh."
inside.
"Brendon! whos the girl?" a girl popped out.
"Candy-Kara. Kara-Candy. okay now lets---" Brendon started.
"you're Candy?" Kara asked.
"yes." i said.
"ooooooh! well then ill leave---"
"come on Skittles, lets go to my room!" Brendon grabbed my arm.
his room was ... Brendon. a keyboard laid in one corner and a N64 in the other. posters or Blink 182, Green Day and My Chemical Romance covered the walls.
"BRENDON! we gotta play Mario Party!" i grinned.
"haha okay."
oh yea, i rock in Mario Party. i was beating him for the 1oth time when i realized 1 and a half hours passed.
"shit ..." i said. it was 11:3o.
"so? stay over night." Brendon shrugged.
"but Ryan ..."
"Ryan's probably banging Karina right now. come on ... stay!" Brendon gave me puppy eyes those darn sexy Brendon puppy eyes.
but what about George? "okay Brendon. ill stay."
"yay! you stay in here."
"huh?"
"in my room!"
Brendon POV
i woke up with a small yelp. whoa spooky dream
"you okay?" i jumped, it was Candy.
"oh sorry. did i wake you?" i asked.
"no, ive been up." she said.
"why? whats wrong?" i asked.
"nothing" lie. so a lie.
i opened the blankets. "come on."
"sure?"
"yea hun."
"why you stressing out?" Ryan said from my closet. "here [he threw me a pair of cute jeans] and here [he threw a Britany Spears tee]."
"thanks Ry. wwhatcha wearing?" i asked.
"this." he pointed to his outfit of a black tee and my pants.
"RYAN! those are mine!" i laughed, throwing a chinese slipper at him.
the bell rang.
"Ryan ..." im too lazy right now.
"ugh! fine." he went downstairs. i heard a high pitched squeal of "GEORGIE" and heard footsteps.
"hey Skittles, ready?" Brendon asked.
"yeppers!" i smiled.
front of threatre
"what you wanna see?" Brendon asked.
"how bout Saw 2?" i said
"sure."
bad idea. scarey ass movie. but i was too proud to hide.
"haha you okay?" he asked.
"im fine" as i said this, it started pouring. shit im only wearing jeans and a short-sleeved shirt.
i felt a hoodie being put on me. Brendon's From First to Last hoodie.
"Bren---" i started.
"nah you're cold." he shrugged.
mmm the hoodie smelled like Axe and Snuggles laurndry soap.
"Brendon you smell good." i smiled.
"heh thanks."
we walked for a bit in the rain, it was letting up.
"so whats in Brooklyn thats not in Vegas?" Brendon asked.
"ummm ... Vegas Diner oh!" i laughed. "whats Vegas got?"
"um, New York New York. and the Killers!" Brendon grinned.
"yea? we got the Beastie Boys and umm J.lo and Jay-Z!" i said.
"last two from Bronx!"
"still in NYC!"
we laughed and cotinued walking. where? i dont know.
"Brendon ...?"
"my house." he said as we got to a house.
"oh."
inside.
"Brendon! whos the girl?" a girl popped out.
"Candy-Kara. Kara-Candy. okay now lets---" Brendon started.
"you're Candy?" Kara asked.
"yes." i said.
"ooooooh! well then ill leave---"
"come on Skittles, lets go to my room!" Brendon grabbed my arm.
his room was ... Brendon. a keyboard laid in one corner and a N64 in the other. posters or Blink 182, Green Day and My Chemical Romance covered the walls.
"BRENDON! we gotta play Mario Party!" i grinned.
"haha okay."
oh yea, i rock in Mario Party. i was beating him for the 1oth time when i realized 1 and a half hours passed.
"shit ..." i said. it was 11:3o.
"so? stay over night." Brendon shrugged.
"but Ryan ..."
"Ryan's probably banging Karina right now. come on ... stay!" Brendon gave me puppy eyes those darn sexy Brendon puppy eyes.
but what about George? "okay Brendon. ill stay."
"yay! you stay in here."
"huh?"
"in my room!"
Brendon POV
i woke up with a small yelp. whoa spooky dream
"you okay?" i jumped, it was Candy.
"oh sorry. did i wake you?" i asked.
"no, ive been up." she said.
"why? whats wrong?" i asked.
"nothing" lie. so a lie.
i opened the blankets. "come on."
"sure?"
"yea hun."