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The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 99
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“Alright, I did it! I did it!”
Mom raises her hands in surrender, laughing. “Please don’t kill me!”


Jack launches at her and I do too, trapping her hands behind her back while Jack scrambles to tickle her neck, her most sensitive spot. “Stop!” She laughs, squirming


“I’m sorry! You can have them back!”
That’s right, even my mom is ticklish, and don’t think I’m not aware of it.

My family can be annoying, but every now and then I’m reminded of just how much I love them.

And how lucky I am to have them still here with me.

*~*~*

“So what’s up between you and Alec? You haven’t fed me any gossip for ages,”
Violet asks curiously, shovelling for a handful of popcorn from the bowl.

My eyes, that were previously fixed on Colton Haynes (now that is one
fine piece of man) drop to the floor before meeting hers, and I sigh. It’s been a week since that day at the beach and I’ve hardly spoken to any of the boys. Joe and I had
a text conversation, and I’ve talked to Chase a little bit in lessons but the Alec front is coming up strangely silent, despite the fact that we live less than three metres away from each other. His curtains remain closed, and when I
see him around school, he looks through me like I’m invisible.

I’m not going to lie; it hurts like a female dog.

Unfortunately, I haven’t yet mustered up the courage to go and demand why he’s ignoring me.

He’s such a jerk.



As expected though, I haven’t really spoken to Dylan either.

But at least he actually acknowledges my
presence, even if it is with a slightly awkward smile and blush.

He’s not the one treating me like I’m a speck of dust.

I grab the remote to pause teen wolf, sitting up
from my slouch on Violet’s couch.

Violet utters a mumble of protest at the sudden seriousness. “He hasn’t
spoken to me in a week,”
I mumble, grabbing a few gummy bears and avoiding eye contact. “I don’t know what’s up with him.”

“So why haven’t you asked him?”
Violet asks me incredulously, nose wrinkled in confusion. We’re at her house currently, having a sleepover.

The scent of nail varnish and microwave popcorn is pungent in the air-
the smells of a night filled with chick flicks, hot guys on TV and girly gossip. I’m far from a girly girl, but nights like this are what keep me sane. Sometimes a girl just needs to feel a little bit of beautiful, drool at some cute guys and unload her feelings with her best friend.

It’s one of the reasons I love Violet so much.


“I don’t know how to approach him,”
I protest, “He’s acting like I don’t even exist!” My voice comes out
incredibly whiny and sad, and I have to fight the urge to shudder at how I’m acting.

Why am I so freaking distressed at this situation? Alec’s an annoying jerk, I
should be happy that he’s gone. I reach for another gummy bear sulkily, but Violet slaps my hand away, sitting up herself.

An annoying jerk that I’m growing
more and more fond of.


“I’ll tell you how to approach him!”
Violet huffs, “You go up to him in school, put your finger on his chest and ask
him why he’s been treating you like s--t!”
Oh she’s getting angry now. Whether it is at me or Alec, I don’t know, but she’s angry. Seeing my glum expression,
Violet’s face softens and she shifts closer to me, shoving the pillows from our Teen Wolf marathon out of the way.

“You really like him don’t you?” She murmurs, and my head snaps up. “You do, I can tell just from the way
you are now Riley.”
She mutters, “I know you just that well.”

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