Early morning on a Sunday and I'm up and out of bed leaving Lex in my bed as I head out to get my run out of the way. I don't know what keeps me doing this every single day but it is my routine and I like not getting tired just from going up and down stairs like I've seen people get because they think being thin is healthy. I don't push it and finally after about five or six laps of the grounds I head in, I usually do more but there is a female in my bed and I have a couple ideas. I get back to my room and find the bed empty but not made. I could go looking but then I get seen by girls and the words creepy pervert are permanently attached to my face for the rest of the year no matter what Beth tries to do to fix it. That was a weird thought, Beth fixing problems for me. Did she send Lex last night? Must ask privately when the girls are gone. I return to my room and settle down in bed. The pillow Lex slept on smells like her and I curl up with it quietly as morning creeps on without me.
I can hear the ladies waking up and moving around a little bit as I finally pull myself from bed. It's been a better time than I expected as I head downstairs and hear a conversation I'm not supposed to.
"You screwed my brother," Bethany says and I make myself invisible and quiet outside her room.
"No we had sex, geez you make it sound so juvenile. He has been lonely and horny the whole time we've been here and I figured since I got 'screwed' by Brandon I'd find out if the one that Jenna let slip was any good," Lex states to the group, I assume it's the group.
"Okay so you had sex with Jenna's former puppy, Beth I don't see what the problem is," I think it's Katheryn talking.
"He's gonna think that you want a relationship or something. You don't get how vulnerable he is," Beth explains and I don't know how to react to that.
On one hand she's trying to care about my feelings and emotions and on the other she makes me sound pretty whiny. It's a blessing and a curse all at once but I keep listening.
"Okay so someone slept with the black prince so my question is how was he," Lela asks and now I'm interested.
"Enthusiastic, he made me feel wanted," Lex says and I smile.
"All boys make a girl feel wanted during sex," I hear Katheryn state and the girls chuckle.
"Yeah but before and after? Like all the way till he got out of bed this morning," Lex clarifies and I smile at my good review," Oh and he is nothing like Jenna's Brandon."
"Well yeah he's white, they aren't as big as a brother most of the time," Lela states and now I'm on the edge of my seat, or socks.
"Yeah, Brandon and Guy aren't as big but not by much and Guy didn't leave me hanging. Hell I had two hundred percent more orgasms with Guy than Brandon," Lex clarifies and I'm smiling so loud I could alert the ladies that I'm listening in.
"Bullshit, he can't be that good. He's a near virgin," Katheryn says in disbelief.
"Two orgasms to Brandon's zero say otherwise but hey, don't believe me if you want," Lex says confidently," Try him out if you dare but be prepared to be surprised."
The girls keep their conversation going and eventually I simply leave as they discuss things other than me. I get breakfast in and bring some of my laundry down to Rosa who is glad to see me smiling. I didn't realize I was but it feels good to smile and it's about eleven in the morning when the girls begin to pack up and head off for home. I give Alexandra a little wave and watch as she drops her bag and jumps into my arms planting a big kiss on my lips. The girls must be stunned into silence as we finally break the kiss and I let her to the floor.
"That was for helping me get past Brandon. I owe you," Lex says and considering what I heard earlier I smile.
"I'm gonna just say that we're good… and thank you," I keep it simple and watch her smile as she turns back to her squad.
The girls head out and I decide at Rosa's request to take a shower since I smell like a combination of last night and this morning. Showering it is good as it gives me a feeling of reset for my body. I'm not trying to wash away how I felt with Lex last night but I'm looking forward to new things for me and it's nice to know I'm not the last person alive a girl would have sex with. Okay so I have more proof than Alexandra but not much and it is nice when someone who looks as good as she does takes a little pity on me and walks away with more than she expected. I am scrubbing myself down when there is a knock at the bathroom door and now I'm confused and a little self conscious.
"Guy, one of Miss Bethany's friends is back and I don't know if I should let her in. She is very upset about something," Rosa asks from the other side of the door through the crack.
"Rosa is my robe out there," I ask as I look for it on the hook.
"No, it's in the wash," Rosa replies and I live for the fuck my life moments.
I get a towel wrapped around my waist and head down to the front door while mostly wet. I get it open to see Lela standing there with an angry look on her face; well it was angry before it morphed into shock.
"Hey Guy I left my phone here," Lela says attempting to walk past me into the house.
"Excuse me but where do you think you are going," I ask as I stop her.
"To find my phone," Lela states like I'm going to let her wander around alone.
"Yeah that is going to have to wait till either Bethany gets home or I'm done with my shower," I state my terms.
Unfortunately my terms are rendered moot as she slips past me and heads upstairs towards Beth's room. I follow holding my towel and shrug to Rosa who gives me a confused look. I find Lela halfway under Beth's bed staring at a very shapely ass in gray cotton workout pants that have never seen the inside of a gym. The yellow zip up hoodie and black tank top just add to the point that most people don't wear workout clothes to work out. I clear my throat and her Lela groans.
"You could help me," she asks as I admire the view.
"Yeah and you could wait till I was done with my shower," I remark, having still not fully rinsed off.
"Well finish your shower then," Lela states coming out from under the bed.
"No because you're rummaging around the house when I specifically said to wait," I counter holding my ground.
"Shit it's not there, could you call it with your phone," Lela asks and I groan heading to my room to get my phone.
I find it on my dresser where it always is and turn to see Lela waiting impatiently. I wait for her to give me the number and apparently she doesn't understand that.
"Your number," I ask and she has to think.
"I don't know why I don't call myself. Just message me," she says and I groan.
"I still need a number," I retorted, becoming annoyed.
"No just message me on Facebook," Lela says before turning to head back to Beth's room.
"I shut down my account remember," I am growing tired of this and so is she for different reasons.
"Just turn the shit back on and message me," Lela states and I stop everything.
"No, I said wait and you didn't listen. Now I'm standing here in a towel and nothing else with dried soap covering me instead of rinsing off because your phone is more important than everything else in the whole fucking world," I get the words out and Lela just stands there confused as to why I'm mad.
"It'll just take five minutes," Lela says as I walk back to my bathroom and hopefully the shower.
"Not worth my time," I state as I walk away.
"Guy I just need help," the black cheerleader says as I get to the door.
"Then you should have asked," I say the words and see her thoughts forming," No you didn't ask, you barged in and when shit didn't work out you kept dragging me into your problem."
I get in the bathroom and close the door, putting my phone on the counter and off with the towel and back in the shower. Scrubbing dried soap off and cleaning up again is not fun when I hear beeping of electronics and groan.
"Lela are you in the bathroom," I ask in a groan.
"Yes, I need my phone," I hear her respond and wash soap out of my eyes again.
"And you thought it would be in here," I ask running water.
"No, I thought I could get into your phone but you have a password. Who the fuck has a password? Why don't you have a pattern or something easy," Lela asks grumpy.
"Because it's not easy for nosy girls to figure out," I reply, rinsing my head.