STOP CALLING ME SEXY DAMN IT!!!, chapter 1
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"Get away from me you pervert!" yelled Kyla McCourtney. Yet again, some guy had put his arm around her waist while they were dancing. Nothing wrong with that right? At least until his hand started to drift downwards!
She pulled away from him.
"But you're, well, sexy! I can't help it!" he whimpered.
"STOP IT!" she shrieked, and ran out of the room to the park, where she sat on a bench and cried her heart out.
Kyla McCourtney was an eighteen-year-old girl. She had long chesnut hair, and had hazel/green eyes, except when she was angry, in which they turned black. She was not thin, but not very. No doubt, she was beautiful!
"Ummmm, why are you crying?" a voice asked. Kyla looked up.
"Every-one-says-I'm-sexy-and-i-" she broke down into tears again.
"Oh, I understand." The man said.
"I'm Kyla McCourtney," she said, when she had stopped crying. "Who are you?"
"I'm Billie Joe," he said. "You know, from Green Day?"
"Oh, wow!" she laughed. "I don't know how I didn't recognize you! I'm sorry, would you like to come over to my house for dinner?"
"Oh, sure, that would be great!" he smiled.
***Billie Joe's POV***
"Damn it, she's so sexy! Stop it!" Billie Joe thought. "You know she doesn't like it when people say that!"
"Hey," he said when they reached Kyla's house. "This is designed like my house."
"Really? Cool!" she smiled. "Well, I hope you like steak and mashed potatoes! That's all I have to eat!"
"Oh, I love them, don't worry."
Kyla immediately walked to the kitchen and began preparing the meal. "Feel free to tour the house," she told him. "There's nothing I need to hide."
He first looked around downstairs, then he went upstairs and into her bedroom. Images flashed through his mind of them together in the bed... He mentally slapped himself. "Don't even think about it!" he thought. "We're not even going out!"
LATER
Kyla turned on the radio, and some Green Day music played. Billie Joe jumped up from the couch. "May I dance with you?" he asked.
Kyla smiled. "Definitely."
As they danced together, Billie Joe's hand drifted downwards and for once, Kyla didn't mind.
***Nobody's POV***
THAT NIGHT
Kyla and Billie Joe were in the bed together, their clothes thrown on the floor and were kissing fiercely. Just in time to ruin the moment, the Billie Joe's cell phone rang. Sighing, Billie Joe picked it up.
"Hello?" he mumbled.
"Hi!" Mike said brightly. "Look, earlier, I went to this college dance thingy magigey, right? And I danced with this great girl! I wanted to ask her out and I'm standing outside her house right now."
"And I care because?"
"Cause I want you to come back me up if she says no."
Sighing again, Billie Joe asked, "What's her name?"
"Kyla McCourtney."
She pulled away from him.
"But you're, well, sexy! I can't help it!" he whimpered.
"STOP IT!" she shrieked, and ran out of the room to the park, where she sat on a bench and cried her heart out.
Kyla McCourtney was an eighteen-year-old girl. She had long chesnut hair, and had hazel/green eyes, except when she was angry, in which they turned black. She was not thin, but not very. No doubt, she was beautiful!
"Ummmm, why are you crying?" a voice asked. Kyla looked up.
"Every-one-says-I'm-sexy-and-i-" she broke down into tears again.
"Oh, I understand." The man said.
"I'm Kyla McCourtney," she said, when she had stopped crying. "Who are you?"
"I'm Billie Joe," he said. "You know, from Green Day?"
"Oh, wow!" she laughed. "I don't know how I didn't recognize you! I'm sorry, would you like to come over to my house for dinner?"
"Oh, sure, that would be great!" he smiled.
***Billie Joe's POV***
"Damn it, she's so sexy! Stop it!" Billie Joe thought. "You know she doesn't like it when people say that!"
"Hey," he said when they reached Kyla's house. "This is designed like my house."
"Really? Cool!" she smiled. "Well, I hope you like steak and mashed potatoes! That's all I have to eat!"
"Oh, I love them, don't worry."
Kyla immediately walked to the kitchen and began preparing the meal. "Feel free to tour the house," she told him. "There's nothing I need to hide."
He first looked around downstairs, then he went upstairs and into her bedroom. Images flashed through his mind of them together in the bed... He mentally slapped himself. "Don't even think about it!" he thought. "We're not even going out!"
LATER
Kyla turned on the radio, and some Green Day music played. Billie Joe jumped up from the couch. "May I dance with you?" he asked.
Kyla smiled. "Definitely."
As they danced together, Billie Joe's hand drifted downwards and for once, Kyla didn't mind.
***Nobody's POV***
THAT NIGHT
Kyla and Billie Joe were in the bed together, their clothes thrown on the floor and were kissing fiercely. Just in time to ruin the moment, the Billie Joe's cell phone rang. Sighing, Billie Joe picked it up.
"Hello?" he mumbled.
"Hi!" Mike said brightly. "Look, earlier, I went to this college dance thingy magigey, right? And I danced with this great girl! I wanted to ask her out and I'm standing outside her house right now."
"And I care because?"
"Cause I want you to come back me up if she says no."
Sighing again, Billie Joe asked, "What's her name?"
"Kyla McCourtney."
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