It was at this moment the door decided to open.

Of course I wasn't going to interrupt my singing of the high note even though I was standing on our island in just a bra.

I hit the note perfectly.

Go bitch.

I hear someone singing the words right after the high note at the top of their lungs.

"DOING IT RIGHT NO!" Someone sings.

It's a mans voice. And definitely not Aidens. I would know my brothers voice.

My head snaps downwards.

I see three men.

Three different reactions.

Kai Dalton is singing at the top of his lungs to Taylor Swift.

Aiden is cackling. He's never going to let me live this one down.

I see the third guy.

Ashton. AKA pretty boy. He just saw me singing and dancing on my kitchen island without a shirt.

Shit.

I'm not wearing a shirt.

They probably see my fat.

Fuck fuckity fuck.

Ashton eyes trail over my body, raising his eyebrows.

He's probably judging me since I gave in today and had breakfast.

I clear my throat, feeling awkward.

Not because of the music. Or the dancing. Or the location.

Embarrassment isn't real. It's just a social concept. I tell myself this and try to listen to it.

How to make this less awkward for me?

"Put a shirt on." Aiden is glaring at Ashton who was staring at me. That actually made it less awkward.

Kai is still singing. Though now Ready for It is playing and he's dancing. We've all been ignoring him.

"There's no difference between wearing a bra and wearing a swim suit. Would you be fine if we were in a pool? I'll answer that for you, yes. So shut up and don't tell me what to do with my body." I snap back.

Kai stops singing. He looks at me.

"She fucking burned your ass. I mean she is right." Kai adds.

"Sorry." Aiden says to me, completely ignoring the other two.

"I forgive you. Maybe you should tell me next time you have two boys in our grade coming over."

"I didn't think you would be standing on the kitchen island, half naked, singing Taylor Swift." He counters.

"That's a good point. However I usually do some version of this anytime I'm not actively doing anything else so you shouldn't have been that surprised." I counter back.

"That's valid." He agrees with me for once in his life.

"Why are fuck boy and pretty boy over anyways?" I don't even think about what I call them in my head. This will bite me in the ass in about two seconds.

Aiden chokes on air. I don't know how that's possible but that sure is what it looks like.

"I would like to ask which one of us is fuck boy and which one of us is pretty boy." Kai joins the conversation looking very amused.

Ok I know embarrassment is a social construct but I feel like I deserve to be able to be embarrassed now.

"Um. I'm really not going to get out of this unscathed." I decide to just say what the hell.

"Fuck boy." I point to Kai. "Pretty boy." I point to Ashton.

"Aww you think I'm a fuck boy?" Kai says at the same time as Ashton says, "Aww you think I'm pretty?"

"Pretty boy can be substituted for Art boy." I try to dodge the fact that I think he's pretty. Who doesn't.

"Why art?" Aiden questions.

"I'm supposed to be the art one!" Kai says, looking extremely offended.

"Yesterday at the art gallery." He motions his head in my direction, somehow making it look not awkward yet again.

Ashton seems to tell Kai something with just a look.

"YOURE THE HOT GIRL FROM THE ART GALLERY?!" Kai yells, the pieces clicking.

"Hot?" I raise my eyebrows at Pretty Boy, he just rolls his eyes.

"I have eyes." Ironic since he just rolled them as if to prove it.

"Excuse me I am lost." Aiden adds.

"Basically I dragged Ashypoo to an art gallery yesterday and he told me how he saw the hottest girl however I was preoccupied tinkling in the restroom so I didn't see her," I hold back a laugh at the fact that he said tinkling.

"Anyways, they flirted a bit before she realized her worth and that she could do better than this shit. Apparently the hot girl from the art gallery is Miss High Note over here, and also his partner in English." How he got all that from a look, I will never understand. Men are literally aliens.

"What the fuck?" Aiden looks just as confused as I am, "You are a different breed, Kai."

"I still think I should be Art boy." Kai complains.

"The nickname co. will take it into consideration." I tease him.

"Why were you at that art gallery anyways?" I wondered the same thing about fuckboy.

"I like art. Wow shocker." Pretty boy laughs at this.

"Do you like looking at it, or doing it? Those are very different things..wow that sounded weirdly sexual." Kai trails off.

"Both." I reply, then I look down at my bare stomach and become extremely self conscious.

Perfect timing, Kiwi by Harry Styles comes on. The music has been playing this entire time. Jay put this on my playlist. Of course.

Kai immediately starts dancing around our kitchen.

"I'm gonna go put a shirt on." I say quietly to Aiden and he nods.

I walk upstairs, wrapping my arms around myself I feel so fat. So uncomfy in the place my intestines call home.

Easy fix, I gotta put a hoodie on.

I throw one over my head and change from my jeans into biker shorts so I'm more comfortable. I send a voice recording to my friends group chat of what happened, because of I didn't they would probably kill me, then run downstairs with my phone in hand.

I go to the kitchen and take some water, trying to trick myself into thinking I'm eating.

I sit at the counter and sip my water while answering Snapchat. After finally answering the random people I'm not actually friends with, I walk into the other room. I'm very much  bored out of my mind if I'm seeking company with the ultimate dumbass, a fuckboy, and pretty boy.

I see them sitting on the couch, playing a video game. They suck.

"Aidennnnnnn." I complain.

"Yes?" He answers, his eyes still glued to the screen.

"I'm bored. What do I do? I've done everything I usually do when I'm bored."

"Like dancing on the kitchen island, half naked?" He teases.

"Fuck off. You're the one with zero friends."

"Currently hanging out with some, plus you have 3 friends so you can't talk."

"For your information, I could have more friends because everyone wants to be my friend but I only want 3."

"Also you love my friends, one very special one in particular." I wiggle my eyebrows at him. I visibly see him swallow.

"That was cold of you to bring up Leila."

"That was cold of you to bring up my friends in the first place.

"That's fair." His eyes are still glued to the game.

"Why don't you just text a friend to come over?" Kai questions. Ashton and Aiden are the ones playing, Kai is just watching them.

"Good point." It was.

I send a quick text:
Me: anyone wanna come over I'm bored
K my wifey 🥰 💍 : I'm getting my math work done now sry
Lee-Lee crazy bitch🔪: I can come now
Jay the Gay: gotta babysit my little sis
Lee-Lee crazy bitch 🔪: is he who must not be named home
Me: u and aiden will have to suck it up bc I'm bored out of my mind and it's ur job as my best friend to be there for me
Me: plus he has friends over so you don't really have to talk to him
Lee-Lee crazy bitch 🔪: fine
Me: thanks babe luv u

I knew that her fine meant she was coming now.

A/N: get ready for an awkward and hilarious chapter next up. It's one am and I am doing a double update so your welcome. I have written most of the next chapter but I'm too tired to finish it and make it a triple update so I'll try to get that up either tomorrow or the next day.

Anywhore I'm proud cause I did a double update and this chapter is almost 1500 words so go me! (Plus the 500 I wrote of the next chapter)

You met the loml Kai Dalton so I hope u love him as much as me !

I'm exhausted and should probably go to bed so gn bestie love you! (ps this is unedited and written at 1am so apologies for any and all mistakes)

Kisses 💋
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