lemonade

Chapter 2: is this house even real?

Jacqueline's POV

We pulled up to a two story house painted royal blue with a white roof. The windows were tinted,

meaning they were a mirror for me. This is a very unusual looking home. Not that I'm judging.

"We know you're judging."

Deny, deny, deny. "No, I'm not. I'm just admiring the unique design of your house." We were now on the

porch and Blondie was opening the door while Curly kept talking.

"Yeah, and I'm Obama." He snickered as he lead me inside.

What was awaiting me, I was not prepared for.

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Curly and Blondie showed me to the lounge, the dining room, the backyard, the indoor pool and gym in

the basement and the Game Room. These guys were loaded.

"What's upstairs?" I asked because I'm just that curious.

"Patience, babe." Blondie chastised. Who does he think he-

"Hey! Who's the hot chick?"

I looked up to see a very attractive male that had me fanning myself. "Calm down, Dylan!" Curly

shouted as he lead in another direction. I could hear the handsome boy laugh when we entered the

kitchen.

Let me just say, "This is Heaven!" I ran to the glass door pantry filled with chocolate. Yes, a whole

pantry full of chocolate! I hugged the door as I breathed against it, "Marry me!"

"Damn girl, who you hissing at like that? It's like they're obligated to wed you." It was hot boy again. I

immediately straightened up and turned.

"Hey!" I breathed out. His skin looked silky smooth and his jawline could cut sharper than a knife.

Those dark eyes were staring into my soul and his nose ring just made him look dangerous. Did I

mention he had curly hair too? And it looked so tempting to touch.

"Ey! You're staring. It's like I'm a piece of meat or something." His voice was a mellifluous texture that

had me drooling. "Okay, I'm just gonna go now."

Blondie held him back and brought him closer to me.

Then I fainted.

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"Dyl, you caused this, you're gonna fix this." I regained my consciousness as I heard Blondie's voice.

Right now, I was on a seriously comfortable bed. I don't wanna leave. Here I am, the foolish girl who

fainted due to the good-looking, Tumblr kid.

"You're beautiful." My mouth moved on its own and I was too dumb struck to be embarrassed.

Dylan held my face, staring at me with wide eyes. "I'm gonna need you to snap out this, okay. Please."

His mouth kept on moving but I wasn't registering anything. His lips were so inviting. All I had to do was

lean up a bit and--

"Do not kiss me!" He staggered back. "Look, you're really attractive but you've gotta come back to

reality."

Well.

Oh gosh. I just acted like a total fool. In front of this beautiful boy.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking." I hid my face in my hands, "You must think I'm such a creep, right now."

And everything just went silent. I certainly wasn't expecting that. At least, he could've said something

like, 'No, it's not you. I found it cute." or something like that. I guess that's not going to happen. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Curly elbowed Dylan and he grunted. "Well, I'm not going to lie."

"No, you're right. I apologize."

"Okay, no need to get all deep on me. You're so cute. Come here, I think you need a hug." He was

hugging me. He was hugging me. He smells so good. No! Stop it!

"Thank you, bæ."

"What?"

"What?" Deny, deny, deny.

"You just called-"

"What?"

"-me-"

"No."

"-bæ."

My eyes moved to the side as I tried to desperately get myself out of this one. "Whaat? You heard

wrong. I said Dylan."

His eyes pierced into me, making me squirm. "Stop lying. You should just stick to being pretty."

"Why is everyone saying that?"

"Because when you speak, you make anything and everything around you awkward and

uncomfortable." He put his hands up, "Just speaking the truth."

"Um. Okay." He was right. It's so true.

Wait a second, I still don't know who the guys that took me are and where I am. "Hey, Blondie, Curly.

Yes, you. Who are you guys and why'd you bring me here?"

"I, Curly, have a real name, it's Jaxon Montgomery. I'm your typical boy next door with a cheeky side."

I turned my head to the foot of the bed, wear Blondie was sitting. "I, Blondie, also have a real name. I'm

known as Alexander Bryer. I just like staying inside and bullying the dummy that is Jax."

Now it was Dylan's turn to talk, "I'm Dylan, as you already know, and these two partners in crime just

randomly brought you here. I'd like to know the reason myself."

"To be honest with you, we brought you here because you're really pretty." So Blondie had a motive.

Suddenly, Curly smacked Alex upside the head, "Stop lying. You'll make her angry." He turned to me.

"We brought you here so we could apologize and get you cleaned up."

Oh. I didn't even notice I was still disgustingly sticky. "Eww. Can I use a shower or something?"

"Here." Dylan handed me a two big towels, one face towel, a loofa and some body wash as well as

shampoo and conditioner. Looks like someone came prepared.

I narrowed my eyes at him, this was super weird. "Why do you have girl stuff here?"

"This stuff is my sister's. She's out of town so you can just use her bathroom and we'll get you some

clean clothes once you're done."

I just nodded and started to get up. "Thank you, can you guys, like, leave." They just stared back at me.

"Now?"

"Oh, yeah!" They stumbled to the door while I turned to enter the ensuite bathroom.

Man, this bathroom was a girl's dream. It had a huge mirror covering the one wall, with a basin sink

underneath. On the other side was a shower that had those cool shower head/jets things on different

levels of the different sides. The shower was beside the bath, which was a baby pink. The whole

bathroom was baby pink and gold. It looked magnificent. The tiles were like a mosaic with different

shades of pink with the occasional gold embellishment. The taps were gold as well as the soap holder

thingie.

This bathroom was awesome.

I removed all my clothing and stepped into the shower. I set the water on hot to wash all the stickiness

away and started scrubbing. The shampoo smelled like caramel and strawberries(weird combo, I know)

but it made me hungry. I washed my hair and put in the conditioner. I left it on and positioned my hair to

stay in place while I grabbed a shower cap. After putting it on, I started drying myself with a big towel. I

wrapped the other one around my head to deep condition my hair. Oh gosh, This was a struggle. I

wrapped the towel around my body, picked up my dirty clothes and exited the bathroom.

I noticed that everything about this room was pink and gold. The bed was a four pillar of mahogany with

gold carvings and pink curtains tied to the posts. The bedspread was a beautiful design of swirls in

baby pink and white with gold embroidery, complemented by gold continental pillows and white

sleeping pillows. The walls were baby pink and the door was mahogany with gold knobs. This room just

screamed rich kid.

On the bedside table, there was caramel and strawberry lotion, deodorant and moisturizer for my hair.

Laid on the bed, was a pair of Victoria's Secret hot pink matching underwear. Sneaky gentlemen. There

was a white top with a front zipper on the side with a pair of black leggings and a light blue denim

jacket. This was a very nice outfit.

Maybe one of them is gay... Nah!