The New Girl is Always Picked On

"My life gets kind of boring, need something that I can confess"

Brandon ended up sleeping on the couch downstairs, while I was in his bed. It smelled just like him. I loved it.

I sat up in bed, smelling the air. It smelt like food.

I practically ran downstairs to see Brandon and an older female version of him. I assumed she was his mom.

Brandon saw me in the doorway, and smiled.
He nudged his mom.

She glanced over, and a smile also appeared on her face.
"She's so pretty, Brandon!"

I blushed, and he shook his head. "Lets not be embarrassing, mother."

"Hi, im Brandons mom, obviously. You can call me Lynn."

"Im Steph, but you probably already knew that."

She laughed. "I like her."

The blush appeared on my face once again.

"Well im off to work. Steph, you are welcome to stay as long as you want. Brandons father is already at work. Nice meeting you!" she called as she walked out the door.

I sat down at the table, across from Brandon. He looked up from his food.

"Hey girlfriend." he winked.

I laughed and replied, "Hey boyfriend."

I could get used to this. My phoned buzzed, and I looked around for it. Where did I put that? It buzzed again. I realized it was in my pocket.
I opened it up, with three text messages greeting me. "uh oh."

Brandon gave me a quesitoning look. I ignored him to open the first one.

From: Brett

hey baby ;)

oh god, i told him i would text him last night.
I opened the next one.

From: Brett

or you could ignore me. I guess thats cool

I sighed, moving on to the next one.

From: Brett

Wow whatever. Have fun with Brandon

"My god." I said outloud.

"What?" Brandon asked.

"Wha- Oh nothing. Just my..um Mom.Shes a pain."

　

He didnt seem to believe me, but let it go.
"Want me to take you home? You look really tired."

I nodded sheepishly, ready to go to sleep in my own bed.

　

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He walked me to my door and kissed me goodbye. I smiled and walked in the house.
I decided I had to call Brett and straighten things out.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Um, hey."

"Oh, Steph.. Whats up?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to apologize for not answering, I was-"

"Having too much fun with Brandon?" he interupted.

"No, thats not what happened. I fell asleep-"

"With Brandon?"

"No! By myself!"