Call Me Dirty Minded

26. Sleeping Doritos

I snicker at Jayden's protection over Skye and grab one of my large white t-shirts with a black pocket at the side in her draws with a leather jacket.

"Yeah thanks guys... but for now, lets aim to make our babygirl smoking hot".

"Aye! Who said she wasn't?" Arthur declares.

"No one... but we have to make her see her own beauty". I dreamily smile.

We all then rush and gather equipment we don't know the name of. But by the end of this... dayum Skye is going to believe she is the hottest girl ever born.

Skye's POV

I could hear murmurs and smudgy sounds from the guys rambling about something. I'm betting it's over if mascara is for the lips and lipstick is for the cheeks. I chuckle as I wrap my body tightly with my Frangipani towel. I step quietly on the mat and dry my feet, stamping on it softly like a little kid in a puddle. I run my fingers through my wet bunched up hair to behind my head giving a full view of my face.

I began blow drying my hair as the boundless contemplations route through my once empty mind. Mainly scared as flubba doodle feelings on how these boys will make me look, but as well as those worries about Allan, Brooklyn, Ryan, Alexis, Dustin, Jace... even Carter the jackass. I sighed looking down at my black painted nails that are slightly chipped.

"Girl, get a manicure pronto!" Brooklyn's usual vulgar and witty comments pass my mind... she's right though.

I slip on my Princess Belle panties that is obviously symbolising a great deal here... Belle is my favourite princess. Yeah okay, she's amazeberries. I then strap on a black bra with a lace cover up over the bewbies. I wrap myself in my towel again, reassurance that there will be no body animal zoo discovering today for the boys.

"I'm done!!"

"Okay now get your little ass here!" Jace or Jayjay shouts back... I couldn't tell who it was but since they both have some fetish over my butt, it was an easy guess.

I walked out onto my fluffy carpet hearing groans of most likely disappointment. "What is it?" I innocently ask, fully aware of my covered body.

"Ugh nothing" Jay and Chandler grimly say, sitting on the bed drooping.

"Oh well, let's get this cutie and make her a hottie, because she's gonna be hella naughty to party!" Arthur sassily says in the best possible girly way. Popping his hip at the end as I sit down on the seat.

But I couldn't help but misinterpret it to something dirty...

"Cute Arthur, but I'm pretty sure everyone here prefers making that 'cutie' Skye become hot, not your D. Go party with your cutie in Skye's bathroom if you want" Jayjay comments smirking.

"Ew! Not my bathroom! Do it in Ryan's room, add on to his pile" I play along, grinning.

"I didn't mean it like that!" Arthur pouts.

"Of course you didn't... It's okay Arthur, lack of masturbation for males is a hard case. Get it? Haha" Sammy fluently adds into our little battle.

"But I didn't-"

"It's okay man... We understand. Here's a box of tissues for afterwards" Jace snickers patting his back and handing him a tissue box.

"Ugh guys! Shut up! Let's just get Skye ready"

"Awh poor baby Arthur" I cheekily add, pinching his soft cheeks. But then tables turned, and everyone became against me.

"So we're covering the mirrors so you can't see yourself till finished" Sammy says amused at my sudden reaction. I'm feeling the betrayal... Deep in my organ called heart.

"And no complaining!" Arthur smiles evilly. I crossed my arms sighing at this treachery.

"Very well...."

"Good babygirl. CHANDLER STOP EATING DORITOS!!"

Chandler was simply laying back peacefully in my bed, covered with my ocean blankets with his continuos hand actions of grabbing a chip and eating it, and repeat. The multifarious crumbs that covered his once clean face made him look like he had a beard.

"Chandler? Dude?" Sammy questions shaking him slightly.

"I think he's sleep eating..." I voice watching the boys poke him.

"Shit man... I think he really is sleeping" Arthur says poking Chandler's sensitive spot, feet.

"This is classic! Get the camera!" Jayjay quickly records Chandler's intriguing intake of Doritos while eventually snoring into oblivion.

"Wait wait!" I shout, grabbing a sharpie and leaning over to draw a Hitler stache and a Santa Clause beard. Straight up perfect.
I then ripped off his shirt and wrote "I'm a gigalo, call me on 555-sucking you for life!"

We all burst out laughing at the permanent situation of our now brothelled best friend.

"He's so screwed" Jace laughs then grabbing the sharpie and writing remarks on Chandler's arms.

"I bags the stomach!"
"Yeah I take the forehead!"
"I'll take everything else!"

The other guys shout bagsing poor Chandler's body parts, like a thanksgiving stuffed turkey. On who wants what.

I smiled leaning back in my seat, watching my favourite boys be their usual idiot selves. Man I miss them.

But I can't help but feel disappointment knowing it won't be just me and Jace anymore... I mean I could just ask the others to Shu? Hm... Yeah I think I'll do that.