So the plan was to convince my mom that Jesse was a total unattractive geek.
Someone I could never go out with, so she wouldnt have to worry about us living together and all that. How was I to convince her that Jesse was unattractive when he was literally the very hottest guy in the history of hot guys. I don't mind a challenge if I get my way in the end. (devious face).
"JESSE CAN I GO THROUGH YOUR CLOSET? OKAY THEN THANKS!" I just assumed that silence was a yes. Life is so much better that way.
"WHAT?" He yelled back in reply.
I was already in his room opening the door to his closet. His boxers were hanging on the door knob. He is such a slob. I smiled and rolled my eyes. I really don't want to have a thing for him. I mean, seriously.
Who has a crush on a guy who hangs his boxers on his doorknob. He probably wasnt expecting me to go through hihs room. He probably would clean up if he knew i was coming. OH HAHAHAHAHA.
Yeah. Absolutly no chance of that. Thats about as likely as him falling deeply in love with my pet fish. (A japanese fighting fish! :D) I heard his footsteps on the stairs and i opened the closet door quickly and quietly. I fliped through the few shirts accually hanging up. I bet you guessed but he had no button downs. I flipped open my phone and called India.
"OUI!" She answered. Typico insane India.
"Hey girl. Do you have one of your hot brother's button downs?"
"You know he left for college when we were in like, eighth grade?" Hold on. I'll check."
I heard the sounds of ruffling through coat hangers. "Yeah. I have one but its really dorky. Thats why he left it."
"PERFECT." She was probably weirded out.
"How is that good?" She inquired. We carpooled to school for years so she was used to my overall uniqueness. We lived very close. We hung out with different crowds but we were still close. She was as crazy as I was.
"I am 'sposed to go to boarding school so I'm dressing Jesse up like a geek." I replied. Even I heard how weird that sounded. Yeah. Oh well.
"Alrightly then. Lauren G. says hi." She said happily.
Oh joy unbounded. Lauren G. The winner of best personality in eighth grade. She was nice. But she was dating the guy I was in love with. For years. I didnt know if they were together. Havent talked to her since we went to highschool. Lie. Accually I never talked to her. We just werent very friendly.
I was very obviously in love with her boyfriend. That can put a damper on a possible friendship, FYI.
"Oh tell her I said hello." I attempted to try to sound like I was excited. The thing about her and Michael was that they went out for a long long long time and never talked to each other. He played with her hair and said she was pretty, but they were always akward around each other. I hated it. It hurt so bad to watch them be together.
He knew I liked him but barely showed any interest in me. He deffinatly had strong feeling for me. He was intrigued. I was so weird in an atractive way that sucked boys in. They liked me but wouldnt admit it. I was always in their thoughts. They always stared at me. Michael did too.He teased me. I was in love.
"I'll swing by your house later and drop it by" She said.
"Oh can you drop it on the house directly across the street. Im not staying at home."
"Sure thing." She said confusedly.
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About an hour later she popped by the house and handed me a plaid button down. It was ghastly. Perfect. We went up to Jesse's room and he immediatly took off his shirt. My brain went haywire. He noticed me looking.
"Oh kittykat? Are we enjoying ourself?" I slapped his bare shoulder. Cocky little ughhhhh!
But yes I was thougroly enjoying myself. I could just sit there and stare all day. He had a perfect sixpack. He had a bronzish tan. Just like the rest of him. SIGHHHHH!
I handed him the shirt and he put it one. "Help me do my buttons?"He said in what he thought was a seductive voice. What was sad was that I also thought it was sexy.
"Do it yourself." I rolled my eyes.
"You know you want me. Don't lie to yourself." He struck a pose commonly done by strippers. Female strippers. It wasnt as attractive as he wanted it to be.
"Oh charming. Yeah I really want to get off with you." I said rolling me eyes. I smiled even though i was trying not to.
"Do you have any glasses to complete the image?" I asked
"I can wear my moms." He suggested.
This is going to fun.
Vallejo popped by the house.
"If you're trying to think of role play ideas, hipster nerd is not the way to go." He said, inviting himself into Jesse's bedroom.
"Yeah that's not what we were doing." I tried to say.
Vallejo just sat there smirking like a smirkfest.
"Sure." He winked. "So why are you dressed like the geek squad?''
We explained our whole operation.
He looked impressed. "So you guys want to sleep together so you're trying to convince her mom youre not attractive?"
That was pretty much it.
Except we weren't hooking up.
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