Jay Reynolds was known as the bad girl. She'd been suspended from schools, arrested, and rode a motorcycle.
Her secret life: who knew Jay was a nerd? When no one was watching Jay loved to read, watch Star Wars, and update her blog.
She was also a...
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"Hey girls!" I say perkily.
The girls respond with a chorus of hellos.
"Jay!" Lexi hops up from her spot on the bed and hugs me. "What took you so long?"
"Jordan is what took me so long." I sigh dramatically.
"You were with Jordan?" Jesse asks in disbelief. "I thought you didn't like him!"
"Oh I don't." I say. "He's over with Logan."
"Wait, you guys like live together?" Kaylee asks in confusion.
"Yeah. We're cousins. His dads military so he lives with us." I respond.
"Back to you and Jordan." Lexi says bringing us back on topic. "What did he do that made you take so long?" She asks.
"Logan hasn't told you anything?" I ask in amusement.
"No. I was at the salon getting my nails done so I didn't respond to his messages." She replies.
I grin broadly. "Well it all started when Jordan snuck up on me in the kitchen. I didn't know he was there so of course I freaked when some guy grabbed my waist. So I punched him." I smirk.
"You did not!" Alaina gasps.
"Did too. Right in the nose." I laugh.
"Oh my god!" Jesse gasps out laughing. "What did he do after that?"
"Aggravate the life out of me all afternoon saying that I owe him." I roll my eyes.
"He is such a guy." Alaina says also rolling her eyes.
The other girls voice their agreement.
"I totes need to text this story to everyone." Kaylee says typing furiously on her phone.
"So," I say climbing into Lexi's weird chair. "Any body else got some juicy gossip to share?" ***
Me and the girls are sitting around painting nails when my mom texts to let me know they aren't going to make it home from Atlanta tonight. I respond letting her know I'm at Lexi's then forward her message to Logan. A few minutes later my phone starts ringing with a call from Logan.
"Hey. What's up?" I say answering the call on the first ring.
There's a pause on the other line before Logan's frantic voice replies. "Uh.. Houston we have a problem!"
