✿◕‿◕✿ Tessa's P.O.V

We had about forty-five minutes before our flight would take off. Keaton was playing that stupid candy crush game on his phone. Am I the only one who finds that game boring? I don’t get what is so addicting about the game. While Drake on the other hand, he’s been staring at the ceiling for the past half an hour.

“I’m going to get Starbucks, they have such weird food here. Do you two want anything?” Keaton slipped his phone inside his pocket as he got up from the green chair.

“Yea, can you please get me a Hazelnut Macchiato?” Drake politely asked in a dull bored tone.

“What about you Tessa? Strawberries and Cream Frappuccino with two chocolate chips on the side as usual?” Keaton asked, before I sent him a huge grin while nodding.

“Be back in a few.”

“So he knows your usual huh? I don’t know Tessa, I didn’t think you guys were each other’s type.” Drake suspiciously asked.

“Oh shut up Drake. What about you a Kaylenne? I heard what you said in the kitchen when Keaton mentioned her. And you wouldn’t stop looking at the entrance of the lounge since we got here.”

“What? What are you talking about, I know a Kayla.” He nervously replied.

“I didn’t think you would forget me that quickly Drake,” Said a voice coming out of nowhere. I took a glance to the side of my chair to see Kaylenne standing there with her carryon in her left arm.

“Glad you remember me sweetheart, but I don’t recall knowing a Kayla.” My brother quickly replied, also giving her his signature wink before returning back to staring at the ceiling. He took out his phone and popped his ear buds in.

“Your brother’s an ass you know?” She plopped onto the seat right next to me.

“I’m the one that had to live with him for the last eighteen years remember? So c’mon spill, what’s going on between you and my brother?”

“We met at Keaton’s party a while back, went on one date and after that he never answered my calls again. I’m surprise that you two are actually related.” She honestly admitted before sending him a death glare.

“If you want I can beat his as for you?” I said, hoping that I could make this situation less awkward than it has already become.

“It’s okay. Drake was kind of my booty call anyways. Before you transferred to our school, I had a pretty bad break up with this guy.”

“All passengers on flight 5698 to Miami, please get ready to board the plane in a few minutes. Can we please have all passengers in the first class to start making their way towards the gate with your passport and boarding pass.” A female voice said over the intercom.

“Finally, the drinks are here.” I mumbled to myself as I saw Keaton walking back in the distance with a tray filled with drinks in his hands.

“Almost thought you were going to be a no show KayKay.” He handed us our drinks, he even bought one for Kaylenne.

“My mom made me stop by her office to check what I brought in my suitcase, she was afraid I was going to bring something scandalous. And stop calling me Kay-Kay cous, I’m not five anymore.” She rolled her eyes inattentively.

“Whatever Kay-Kay, C’mon we better start boarding the plane.” I grabbed onto my bag, following Keaton as he lead us to the gates.

After presenting the necessary information to the flight attendant, she showed us to our seats. She had the creepiest smile ever, as she stared at us carefully. Well most of the stares were for Keaton and Drake.

Isn’t she like thirty? Maybe she was a puma. For anyone who is wondering, a puma is a step before a cougar.

I played with the buttons around for a bit while I was taking sips of my drink, trying to finish it up quickly. Eventually it came time for the extremely annoying safety video along with the flight attendants to offer nasty salted peanuts and crackers. Same old airplane routines.

The next few hours became a blur, I slept like a baby. Well I did sleep like a baby until someone shoved me. I couldn’t help it but to groan as I opened my eyes to see Kaylenne staring at me from her seat.

“Finally your awake Tessa, you know you’re like a super deep sleeper? I’ve been calling your name for the past five minutes. It’s time for girl talk, I’ve been so bored for the past hour. Never have I ever felt so lonely in my life. It’s like your forgetting about our friendship.”

Ignoring her fake tantrum, I couldn’t help but to laugh at the fact that she was sounding so much like my six year old neighbour.

“So are you dating Keaton? I heard from a little birdie that you slept at his place last night?”

“First of all, where are you getting your sources from? Secondly, no we aren’t dating.”

“My sources are top secret, but it has to do something with my mom and his mom gossiping. And there is no way that you guys are not an item. I’ve never seen him this close with any girl before. I swear you guys reached third base already.”

“Uh, no? We’re nowhere near third base. We’ve... kind of like really close friends I guess?” My answer came out quick, too quick for her not to notice the sound of panic in my voice.

“Sure you are. So I’m guessing you aren’t official, but you’re more than friends. So friends with extra insurance?”

Before I could reply, I was interrupted by a masculine voice.

“Hey Kaylenne, switch seats with me.” Keaton whispered at her. She had a mischievous smile plastered onto her face as she shook her head side to side.

“C’mon, that grandma lady beside me won’t stop rubbing my arm and asking weird questions.” He whispered quietly so that only we could hear.

‘You owe me,’ she mouthed as she got up from her seat and walked towards the back of the first class section.

“I could have switched spots with you if you wanted.”

“Nah, I know Kaylenne would enjoy sitting beside Drake.”

“I thought you were sitting beside a nice old lady.” I fake gasped as I placed my hand on my chest.

“I lied. I know I’m pretty badass aren’t I?”

“Yea, you’re so badass. I can’t believe you’re not in prison yet.”

“That’s how I roll, now come over to my seat so we can sleep together.” His offer was quite tempting, but this would just prove Kaylenne’s theory right.

“I didn’t pay one thousand dollars to share a seat with someone Kitten.”

“You also didn’t pay one thousand dollars just to sleep on an uncomfortable chair in the freezing cold.” Once again, he had a pretty good answer. Then again, he had an answer for everything.

My fingers were trembling from the cold, as well were my bare legs. I could feel goose bumps all over my body. I wish I had worn longer pants or tights instead of the shorts I was wearing. It would have also been a smart idea if I was wearing socks, but all I had worn my TOMS. I sighed in defeat as I climbed over to his seat. His sturdy but also very sexy chest was actually a lot more comfortable than I had imagined.

And once again, I fell asleep like a baby. Dazing off into a land of my own where everything just seemed perfect.

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The flight took a total of four hours, meaning we had arrived at the airport in Miami at three thirty. But with the whole paper process, and baggage claim, we didn’t reach our hotel until five in the damn morning. I for one was not a morning person.

Did I mention that Keaton got us a penthouse suite? Yes, a big ass penthouse suite with a fancy fountain located at the front entrance when we first walked. Apparently it wasn’t a big deal since he wasn’t paying for the room because he had connections.

“Let’s play never have I ever.” Kaylenne suggested as she started taking out the vodka bottles from the fridge.

“At five in the morning?” Keaton’s eyebrow cocked up, giving her a weird look.

“What’s better than getting drunk in the morning? It will make the rest of the day more fun, wouldn’t it?” I joking said, but from the facial expressions that Keaton and Drake were giving me, they thought I was being dead serious.

“What the heck, what happens in Miami stays in Miami,” Drake surprisingly said.

“The saying is what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Kaylenne annoyingly said, before mumbling, “You’re lucky that your face makes up for your brain.” No one seemed to have heard that part other than me.

Maybe she liked my brother? I mean it was kind of obvious that she was staring at him the whole entire time we got to Miami. You know the old saying, you end up liking the one you hate. Well I’m pretty sure that the saying didn’t go that way, but you get the point. I mean I couldn’t stand Keaton at first, and now were on pretty good friendly terms.

I placed a shot glass in front of every person, while Keaton poured in the vodka into the glasses.

“Never have I ever had sex.” Kaylenne started off, everyone in the room took a shot. Once they were done, all eyes laid on me. I took a huge gulp before picking up the drink and devouring it into my mouth. Drake’s eyes looked like they were going to fall out.

“What? You had sex before? With who! I’m going to beat the shit out of that kid.” Guess who said that? It wasn’t from my brother like I had expected, it came from Keaton’s mouth.

“No way had you lost your virginity, I bet you making that up because you felt left out.” Drake smoothly said with a hint of uncertainness in his voice.

Maybe I should have kept that one to myself? Oh god, I am already hating this game. Kill me now. “Uhh-Uhh, ummm?”

“Oh my god, details Tessa!” Kaylenne sounded like a little giddy school girl to be exact.

“Yes, tell us.” Keaton and my brother both said at the same time.

I could either tell the truth or I could completely lie and avoid the topic. Never think of this moment, like ever again and go hide under a rock. I can’t believe that I pretty much exposed myself to my brother and my maybe crush.

Wait.

Keaton is not my crush. That is weird, right? Please, someone just agree with me.

I wonder if he liked experienced or inexperienced girls. I wonder how experience he is? I mean look at him, he’s got to be some sex god right? Has he been sleeping with girls since we’ve been friends?

Ew.

You know what I just realized? How many girls have been in his bed? I slept on a dirty bed. I slept in a sinful bed. I’m going to go to hell.

Oh who am I kidding pretending to be a nun, because everyone knows I’m not that innocent.

Why am I even talking to myself? I swear this is what girls do in cliché books when they get all nervous and flustered, all they do is blabber. I should just be thankful that I’m not saying this out loud or my life would pretty much be ruined by now. My life might as well become a dumb cliché book, at least then I know I would get a happily ever after ending.

“No, I’m not going to expose my sex life to you guys.” I finally answered without even thinking.

“How about we all tell each other how we first lost it then? To be fair I guess.” Kaylenne sometimes your suggestions just make me want to punch you in the face. I do not want to know how my own brother lost his virginity. I mean sure we were close, but no way in hell were we that close.

“Yea, that sounds cool, right man?” Keaton said, directing the question to my brother who looked unsure about how to reply.

“Yea, I mean I’m in if you’re in big bro.” It was clear that I was trying to taunt him, knowing that he was obviously going to object. But little did I know, the words “Yea, sure whatever floats you boat, who wants to go first,” came right out of his mouth.

“I’ll go.” I took the whole bottle of vodka and drank a huge gulp. I’m praying that I will never have to ever be put in an awkward situation like this ever again.

I’m Tessa Queens, and I couldn’t just back down now. I cannot give up. I felt like this motto was what kept me living till now, even when I wanted life to be over in my darkest times, it was this saying that kept me going. Sure it’s cheesy, but it I’m alive aren’t I?

“Carter Simmons, my ninth grade boyfriend. He was a sophomore with a car. And just guess where we did it? We did it in the back of his car in the alleyway of the bowling alley. It sucked and I never want to ever repeat this conversation again. The End.”

“Carter Simmons? The kid I that I used to tutored for algebra? If I knew that he was sleeping with you, I would have made sure he failed that class. That ass whole swear that he wouldn’t take your virginity. I swear when we get back home, I’m finding my baseball bat.” Drake said in a thunderous voice.

“I’ll come along too.” Even though we were sitting, Keaton still towered over me. By the look in his eyes, I could tell that he was ready to beat the living day lights out of someone.

“It was the summer before high school. She was a junior in high school and worked as a life guard at the pool. I decided I wanted to take a swim, so I sneaked into the pool at twelve in the morning. She also happened to be there taking a late night swim. One thing led to another and boom, I was no longer a virgin.” Keaton’s story made me feel uneasy. His story sounded way more interesting than mine for sure.

Heck, I’m sure everyone’s first time was better than mine. I mean c’mon, I did it in the back of a 2005 Honda Civics. How classy Tessa, very classy. Note my extreme extent of sarcasm.

“I guess it’s my turn. She was my ninth grade girlfriend-” Drake began, only to be cut off by me. “Your first time was with Leslie? Wasn’t she super weird? I remember telling me really weird foreplays she wanted to try on someone.”

“Dude, I didn’t know you were into stuff like sucking toes.” Everyone in the room burst into laughter at Keaton’s comment. I actually felt tears coming out of my eyes.

“Tessa! How could you expose my past! Your my sister!” He complained in a fake upset voice, but by the way he was laughing, I knew he didn’t take it to heart. “Like I was saying, she was my ninth grade girlfriend’s older sister. She came back from private school, we got wasted and that is the reason why me and Leslie broke up. You get the point.”

I looked at Kaylenne, and saw her body tense up. “Looks like I’m the last one to tell my story than. I actually lost it not too long ago.” She said, eyeing my brother at the same time. “I met him at Keaton’s party, and I guess you could say it was a one night stand, since I never saw his face again after that. We did it in his bedroom. He said that I was the first girl to ever get to do it with him on his own bed. I actually fell for his words. I remember how he was telling me that he was in love with baseball. He even had a signed baseball bat displaying on his wall. He made me feel special. But I guess I was wrong. Very wrong. ”

“Ahem. Can I talk with you in the bedroom for a minute Kaylenne? Like now?” My brother asked in a stern superior voice.

“Oh, so now you remember my name?” I looked at Keaton while he looked back at me. Was he thinking what I was thinking? Eventually the two disappear into one of the rooms and closed the door.

“From my assumptions, I’m pretty sure your brother took my cousin’s virginity.”

Well there was only one way to find out. Sober Tessa would have been left them alone, but drunken Tessa was a curious. Call me a gossip girl, or even plain nosey. We both ended up standing in front of the door, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation. We could already hear two voices bickering at each other.

“Why didn’t you tell me I took your virginity? Are you lying? You didn’t bleed or anything.” Drake said calmly.

“Well I’m sorry if not every girl bleeds on her first time!” A high pitch female voice sarcastically screamed.

“You should have said something! I wouldn’t have taken your virginity if you told me in the first place!” The voice shouted back.

“Well I would have if you answered my calls. Or maybe you would have tried to ignore me even harder because you think virgins are clingy.”

“I never said that! The only reason why I didn’t answer your calls was because you’re in high school! I can’t believe you told me you were only in the 12th grade after we finish doing the deed. You were pretty much telling me that I slept with a child!”

“I am not a child. I’m 18, which is considered a legal adult! You’re the child for not taking the situation like an adult. You’re such an asshole.”

I’m pretty that all they were going to do now was bicker back and forth until someone came out crying. Should I stop them from killing each other? I placed my hand onto the door knob, still unsure whether I should do something or not.

A warm hand grabbed onto mine, pulling me away from the crime scene, leading me into an empty bedroom. Let’s just call this the white room. The whole entire room was white, from the walls all the way to the furniture.

“I think we should let them solve their own problems.” We still haven’t made eye contact, he was staring at the beach view that we had from the window.

“Yea.” I knew that something was wrong from his body position even though I was still a little bit tipsy from the vodka.

“I felt like I have been misled.” He started. Did I mention that from the back, he still looked extremely attractive? Even through his dark denim washed jeans, I could tell he had a nice ass. I wonder if he had a bigger butt than mine.

“I thought I would have been your first kiss or something, but now I just found out that you’re not a virgin.” He muttered harshly.

“Are you saying I’m too ugly to get a boyfriend or like something?” I slurred.

I feel that ninety percent of my mind was completely drunk, but the other ten percent was sober, preventing me from doing anything stupid or acting like a complete idiot. Because right now honestly, in this drunken state, I wonder what he would taste like if I kissed him. Maybe a mixture of mint and vodka?

That sounds yummy.

“I thought I’d be the first guy you fall in love with. To show you that there are guys worth fighting for. But it seems like this ugly Carter guy did the job already.” A hint of sadness was in his eyes, as he stared right back at me.

His eyes. God, they were perfect.

“You silly billy, I didn’t love Carter. I don’t think I will ever actually loved someone who wasn’t a part of my family.” Right now, everything seemed like it was becoming a blur. “Actually, there is this one person who is extremely close to making me fall in love with him. He even has a place inside my heart!” I kept on bragging.

“Oh really? Who’s the lucky hot shot?” He said, sounding frustrated.

“Don’t tell anyone, but his name is Keaton Collins!” I said in a childish tone. I couldn’t help it but to laugh hysterical just think of Keaton.

“Fuck You!” A female voice screamed at the top of their lungs as a huge slammed followed after.

“I think Keaton might feel the same way about you Tessa.”

The nice young man tucked me into bed, giving me a kiss on the check before whispering into my ears, “Looks like I have to go play cupid and fix a possible relationship from ending before it actually started. Sweet dreams.”

Note:

Okay, so I know I may get some questions about the ending. Tessa was drunk, so when she was pulled into the room with Keaton, she forgot that Keaton was Keaton. If that makes sense.