"Sheesh, take a joke." He coughed.
"Oh, Ms. Bass! You're mother and father is still out." One maid came up to us.
"I see. That's rather unfortunate." I rolled my eyes, sarcastically. She noticed Ryder.
"Ms. Bass! A visitor at this late of hour? What were you thinking?" She gasped.
"What I was thinking was that-"I started.
"I was driving her home, but got lost. I'm only a junior, so I can't drive out at this moment. I'm sorry to impose." He exclaimed politely. I was rather…shocked. Where was that playboy five minutes ago?
"Oh that's quite alright." The young maid blushed. "May I get a guest room ready for you, sir?" She asked.
"If that's alright." He smiled. She ran off, probably going to squeal to other maids.
"Never figured you for a rich person." Ryder muttered.
"Well, that makes me a unique person; mystery." I grinned. I yawned slightly.
"Tired?" He asked.
"Mm… Just a little bit." I yawned once more.
"You really are a goody-goody, not going out at dark, and sleeping before midnight." He laughed. "You sure aren't like you're alter ego at school."
"I'm not a 'goody-goody'." I hissed. "But I'm not your typical badass either. I'm not that little slut people at school think I am. I go to bed early to relieve stress."
"Well, you can always sleep with me, then you're stress would all go away." He chuckled.
SLAP.
"I don't care if you are Chris's friend…" I growled. "I will not stand for this perverted attitude you are always giving to me!"
"Looks like Ms. Pissy's true personality is coming out…" He started, stopping himself. "Never mind." He groaned. I raised a brow. "So, is there going to be a time when you'll fall in love with me?" He grinned, trying to be sexy.
"Kiss my ass." I hissed, feeling drowsiness overcome me.
"Love to." He grinned. "But I'm not allowed to come within a six foot radius of you."
"G-good, and it'd better stay that way…" I whispered, feeling my eyes drooping.
"Hey, are you alright?" He asked, touching my cheek lightly. I wanted to push it away, but I was uneasy with my footing, and slipped right onto his chest. "Hayley?"
"Stop…touching me you pervert." I hissed, almost asleep.
"Hayley, you're the one touching me." He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh please, Mr. Cool Guy…" I started, one eye closed. "Give it a rest." I unconsciously said as my other eye closed as well. Ryder's chest was exceedingly warm. Warmth and Sleepiness wasn't always so kind me. Why? 'Cause I fell asleep right on the spot. Even though I was asleep, I could unmistakably tell I was picked up and carried somewhere; then plopped onto somewhere soft.
. . .
"Ngh…" I groaned as I opened my eyes grumpily. I saw two figures beside me, with disapproving looks on their faces; dad and Lailah. After a long silence, "What?"
"Don't you 'What?' us!" Lailah roared. "You slept with a man?!" My jaw dropped.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa… Where are you getting all of this? I haven't slept with-"I looked over to my left…Ryder was sleeping right next to me. "Oh."
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Tangled In Lies
Teen FictionSay everyone said you were easy, but you weren't... how would YOU react? Meet Hayley Bass, our female protaginist, silently tries to survive high school. But ever since she stumbled her way to Chris Stokes, a grade A "emotional" guy, her "silent" li...
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