Solange's hands shot up in the sky, a light yawn leaving her lips as she tiredly walked into the kitchen, with bunny slippers and matching pajama pants, she wore the bathing suit top she didn't have enough energy to untie, Belly stood there, mixing up a bowl of cereal and sitting on FaceTime with who she guessed was Taylor "good morning" the darker girl let her presence be known, Isabella glanced up, looking back to her phone immediately after, Lange turned around, realizing she was being ignored "are you deadass just not gonna talk to me? but you're talking to the bitch who kissed him in the first place?" she questioned.
"Oh look, it's your bestie" Belly mumbled as the three boys came into the kitchen, Solange knew why Isabella was talking to Taylor and not her, see the Conklin teen was a follower, she'd follow whatever the dirty blonde felt was best because, without her, Belly was just a soulless body, or at-least it became that way during seventh grade "oh shut up already, fucking idiot" Solange whispered to herself, using a hand to shoo her off as she reached for the oatmeal on the top shelf.
Once she turned around reality faced her, Steven and Jeremiah were getting stuff for breakfast, barely interacting with each other, it felt like the house had been divided, "you guys have work today right?" Conrad spoke up.
"Yup."
"Mhm."
Connie glanced between the two after getting two dry responses, Jeremiah came over to where she was standing, "what're you doing later?" he asked her, a smile on his face, Steven had been too busy focusing on how close they were, the way their bodies reacted to each other, Solange sipped from her mug "nothing? I think I left my phone case at Angie's last night" she responded, watching the water boil.
"Since when are you and Angela friends?" Conrad asked, he was confused as to what happened 'last night' "since she and Belly aren't" Steven mumbled, Isabella got up, left her bowl at the counter, and left the kitchen.
Solange side-eyed the boy, he shot her a small smile causing her to roll her eyes, Conrad noticed that too, "walk me to my car?" Jeremiah ignored the longing looks between Lange and Steven, he never asked her to do that before "uh yea, sure."
Steven rolled his eyes, looking back down to his phone, before she left she turned off the stove, hitting the corner and feeling Jeremiah pull her a few feet behind him, once the two got outside his lips pressed against hers, and her back was up against the wall, feeling cornered like usual, he pulled away, his lips brushing against hers with a smile on his face "come to the country club."
He spoke, but she didn't listen.
Instead, she'd been thinking about how he just kissed her, yea sure they made out a few times last night but they were both heavily intoxicated, now Solange was sober with a hangover and the girl was almost one hundred percent sure he was drinking apple juice and not alcohol "can I ask you a question?" she stumbled over her words "yea?"
"what are we doing?" Lange questioned, Jeremiah's eyebrows raised and he took a step back, probably trying to figure it out for himself, see, the boy was used to casual hookups, they didn't hook up and he didn't want to rush her into anything "having fun?" he responded.
"What happens when this isn't 'fun' anymore? what? do we just part ways? we live together" Solange doubled back, see at least with Steven he wasn't there most of the year, only two months at a time and he was leaving in less than thirty days, Jeremiah, on the other hand, slept next door to her, all summer long, all winter long "stop doing that, you're over-thinking it, I bet right now you're thinking of everything bad that could possibly happen."
He truthfully spoke, she tugged her lip up, rolling her eyes with a chuckle "we're best friends, nothing gonna change that Lange, I gotta go but I still want you to come" Jeremiah murmured, pecking her cheek, the front door opened and a hysteric Steven walked past them "kiss your girlfriend later, some people actually wanna keep their job" he complained, unlocking the car door from a mile away.
Solange flipped him off "shut up steven!"
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Conrad knocked on her room door, walking in with a box of pizza he ordered "you hungry?" she sat up in bed, tiredly nodding, Connie dropped the pizza box on the bed, and sat down next to it once Solange reached for the box he slapped her hand "nope, you want pizza you gotta to answer my questions" he remarked.
"Dude what."
"You heard me, firstly" the blonde bit into his slice, practically egging her on knowing it was her favorite pizza place "did you and Steven's bone?" Solange's eyes widened.
"No! geez"
"Did you and Jeremiah's bone?" Conrad followed up, staring at the annoyed facial expressions she had. Solange reached for her pillow, chucking it at his head repeatedly "get out, you aren't welcomed here anymore" she continued to swing, hearing the loud thud once he fell.
"What are you hiding Solange Kylien Walton!" he shouted at her, the girl was repulsed at his usage of her full name, 'Kylien' was her grandmother's name on her dad's side, or at least that was what Laurel told her when Steven said it was odd "don't use my government name like that, I'm not hiding anything" Solange aggressively took the box of 'Jackie's' pizza off of her bed, sitting it on her lap before eating.
Solange hummed into the bite, loving how the older man made the pizza, it had always been the right amount of cheesy and toasty, Amazing, Conrad rolled his eyes, realizing his mission to figure out why the house was tense didn't go through, the boy made his way to the hall after slowly rising to his feet "wait, Connie, you wanna go surfing?" she asked.
She remembered that Jeremiah asked her to come to the country club, she'd see him after work, they lived together, and being somewhere with both of the boys didn't interest her instead she wanted to hang out with Conrad, the only boy who she hadn't kissed in the house, he groaned "sure kid, let me get my board."
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After surfing with Conrad for almost two hours the two raced back up towards the house, Solange always lost but it was still fun to try and win every time-he continued to run, dropping the board by the pool as he continued to run into the house, cheering to himself, the darker girl purposely slowed down, wanting to talk to Susannah. Lange had been thinking about her father for the last three days and she did want a relationship with him, you never know how long it'll be an option, she thought to herself.
The blonde painted, putting the finishing touches on Jeremiah's portrait, he sat with a flower crown and purple shorts, patiently waiting "hey Susannah, can we talk?" Solange asked, sitting an arm on the boy's curly hair, he grinned as soon as he saw her "sure Sweetie, about what?" she responded, focused.
"Uh, Ezra.." She trailed off.
Susannah froze, no longer gently moving her brush side to side "Jeremiah, why don't you give us a minute?" she added, whenever it came to the topic she'd try to make sure only the two knew what was happening "it's okay, he can stay" Solange's hand now laid on his shoulder, sitting him back down.
The two stood close together so you couldn't see where Jere's hand rested, the boy moved his fingers up her skin, stopping a little under her bikini bottom, Susannah nodded, "can I have his number? I just wanna know him and his reasonings you know?" she defended her actions, side-eyeing Jeremiah "yea, of course, I'll be right back, let me go get my phone."
Susannah stood up, sat down her painting tools, and rushed towards the house, she felt Jeremiah's hands grasp her waist, turning his body towards hers "what changed your mind?" he glimpsed up at the girl, his light blue eyes practically reading into her dark brown ones "I don't know? I just wanted the option."
"You want me to be there when you call him? I know how much the topic bothers you" Jeremiah began to rub his hands up and down the sides of her legs, trying to comfort her, it worked but she felt like it was something she needed to do alone "it's okay jere, I got it, I swear" Solange tried to convince him.
Jeremiah's hands cupped her face, pecking her lips, it was still never not be a shock to her, and it wasn't like she didn't like it, he was a really good kisser-Lange just wasn't used to it, the two were acting like a couple and they most definitely weren't one "you know I love you, right?" he mumbled, his head laying on her stomach, his hands pulling her closer to his body.
She didn't take it as a friendly 'I love you and she didn't know why either, he made it clear earlier that whatever that was happening had strictly been just 'fun' or maybe he changed his mind, or maybe she was just developing a crush on him "I love you too, blue-eyed freak, fun fact actually, blue eyes mean incest in your bloodline" Solange pried her way out of making it serious "get off of me" he joked.
"No," she whined, "I'm sorry, it's true though."
Susannah cleared her throat, slowly approaching where the two stood, his hands still being on her waist as Solange turned around, awkwardly shuffling away from Jeremiah, "oh my god! I knew it!" the blonde happily spoke, clapping "I mean I thought it would be Connie but oh god, Laurel!"
"No mom-"
𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠
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I kinda like this chapter 😋
I know a good handful of
you don't like the jeremiah
content but OH WELL don't
worry it's not forever literally
it's Steven content coming
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