"You know.." Mike says trying not to laugh as he looks at me holding them up. "You could always give us a strip show!" he says, I glare at him.
"Fuck off! No way in hell, will I give you or you.." I point at Sean who was laughing so hard, he is now crying. "Assholes a fucken strip show!" I yell at them, shoving the pants back into my wardrobe.
"Aw! But you would've looked so hot wearing them," Mike tells me, I glare at him.
"I do actually agree with him on this one," I look up to see Jonathan peeking his head around the door, winking at me. I blush, of course he had to come back at the end of this conversation. It couldn't have been when we were teasing Mike, it had to be this second.
"Shut up!" I tell him trying to sound angry, but I was indeed blushing a lot. I had never been a blusher but now.. it's like this place is changing me but I don't know if it's for the best or not yet.
"Aww, our little girl is blushing," Sean teases me as he jumps up and walks over.
"I'm not a little girl," I remind him, glaring at him as he comes closer.
"Well you're younger than us, except for Summer and Sean. They're younger than you by a few months," Mike adds on.
"Sean!" I say in warning as he comes to stand in front of me. "What are you doing?" I ask him suspiciously, his hands were now raised.
"Look guys, her cheeks are still red!" Sean cries, my eyes widen as he uses his hands to grab each side of my cheeks to pinch them and show everyone.
I hear my friends laughing as Sean pinches my cheeks for a second time. I bring my hands up to knock his hands off me, then I spin around and rush over to Jonathan's side.
"Fuck off Seanie!" I tell him, in reply he pokes his tongue at me.
"You look so cute Aurora! and that surprised look on your face is perfect!" cries Summer laughing at something on her phone. I sigh in embarrassment, just imagining what the picture looks like.
I feel someone wrap their arm around me, and I look up to see Jonathan looking at the phone that was being passed along. I smile as I lean into him, in which he tightens his hold on me gently.
"If you can pull that off now, you must've been one hell of a cute baby!" Sean exclaims as he passes the phone to Jonathan.
"I was indeed a cute baby, with chubby cheeks and pigtails. I even won first place in a baby pageant!" I tell him, grinning.
"Really?" he asks excitedly, I roll my eyes.
"Do I look like a girl that goes to beauty pageants?" I say pointing at myself. I was currently wearing my good cargo-pants and a plain dark singlet, my hair was lazily pulled back into a very messy ponytail.
"Hmm I think you would suit much better in the sexy pageants, you can definitely pull that look off!" Sean tells me winking, Summer laughs. I'm glad she doesn't mind his comments towards me, most girls I know would be whacking their guys now.
"You think?" I ask as I do a slow spin and strike what I hope, is a sexy pose.
"You got it girl, the camera loves you!" Summer yells and I could hear a phone snapping pictures as I do different poses.
"Look up!" someone else tells me, so I do as I strike another pose.
"Music, where's the music?" Mike asks me, I point at the blue stereo on my desk.
"So jet-lagged. What time is it where you are? I miss you more than anything!" The speaker blasts out loudly as soon as he presses play.
"Oh I love this song!" Summer screams quickly coming over beside me. "And back at home you feel so far," she yells crazily as she dances with me. I raise my hands in the air, and swing my hips.

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Player Vs. Player ?
Teen FictionBad boys/ players. I hate them, they think they can just walk around and get any girl they want. Well hello, not every single fucken girl is interested in you, alright. Okay, well unless you look like a hot, Greek God or something...
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