Lesbian Kicked Out by Me :) (ebook audio reader .TXT) 📕

“Who, James? Nah, I'm completely single boys,” I said to them with a wink. “Well, gotta go to work soon. Can one of you guys take me?” I asked in a flirtatious voice.

“I'll take you!” Taylor yells. I laughed at him.

“You don't have a car,” Riley said to Taylor. “Idiot.” Riley said under his breath, I laughed at that. “The only one out of us guys who have a car is Jordan.” Riley told me. Ugh! I don't want Jackass Jordan to take me to work.

“Okay, I'll walk or take a cab then.” I said then went to my room. Jordan didn't even say 'No, it's fine. I'll take you.' or anything like that. Ugh, he is such an ass! I looked through my box of clothes and found my work clothes and stuffed it in my purse. I was running late so I went straight out the door and yelled 'Bye!' before closing it behind me. I arrived to the bakery at 4:49pm, I arrived earlier then expected. I assumed that I was going to be late so I pretty much ran the whole way. I went into a bathroom stall and changed into my work clothes, by the time I finished, I still had a few minutes left so I tied my hair up into a ponytail and fixed my make-up. I was working as waitress today, I am rarely behind the counter and working with all the cakes and pastries. I worked my shift and went home.

When I arrived, I didn't see or hear anyone so I went to my room, grabbed a white tank top and purple short-shorts that were the same color as the highlights in my hair. That reminds me, I need to change my highlights. I'll do it tomorrow. I also grabbed a pair of panties and a bra and go to the bathroom. I locked the door just in case one of the guys tried to get in. I turned the shower on and stripped my clothes off. I got into the shower and let the warm water soothe my soft skin. I washed my hair and body then rinsed off. I stayed in the shower for about 5 extra minutes then turned the water off and got out. I wrapped a towel around my body and looked at myself in the mirror.

“Your life is changing. You are not the most popular girl in school anymore- hell, you don't even go to school anymore. You graduated high school and out of your shitty parents' house. You live with 3 hot guys and have a new friend who is also a hot guy. You are still a lesbian and you are proud. You are also being really weird and talking to yourself in front of a mirror in the second person.” I said to myself.

“Avery, who are you talking to?” someone asked from behind the bathroom door. I am pretty sure that it was Riley.

“No-one.” I answered back and quickly put my clothes on and walk out of the bathroom. I started walking towards my room but I pass by Jordan's door on the way and see him shirt-less on his bed making out with some blond chick. I quickly looked away and walked fast away and to my room. I closed my door behind me. I realised that my hair was still wet and dripping down my back so I looked around my room for a box labeled 'Bathroom Supplies'. I finally found it and looked through it for my hair dryer. I blow dried my hair then brushed it out. Once I finished, my stomach growled. I guess I was hungry. I grabbed my phone and started texting Abigail while walking towards the kitchen. As I walked passed Jordan's room, I see that his door is now closed and I can hear loud moans coming from behind it. I shrugged and keep walking and texting.

Me: Hey Abi! I'm all moved in! :D

Abigail: Hey Av! Yay! So when can I come? ;)

Me: I'm not working tomorrow so u can come. :)

Abigail: Yay! But I don't know where the place is... :/

Me: Oh yeah... rite... umm, meet at school for old time's sake?

Abigail: Ok! :) What time?

Me: Umm, I don't know.

Abigail: Ask the guys if they have any plans tomorrow and if they do then ask them when.

Me: Ok, hold on.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Riley and Taylor.

“Hey there, sexy new roommate,” Taylor said.

“Hey, there's my favorite girl who I think was talking to herself in the bathroom earlier.” Riley said afterwards and lifted an eyebrow.

“Taylor, right back at ya,” I said with a wink, “Riley, I was NOT talking to myself and what is with people calling me their favorite girl today? Now what's for dinner?” I said.

“Frozen pizza.” they answered back at the same time. I let out a small laugh.

“Okay, so I have a question. Do you guys have plans tomorrow?” I asked.

“I'll cancel anything for you, babe.” Taylor said.

“I have some... stuff I need to do.” Riley said.

“Okaaay, I am gonna ignore the pause you had between some and stuff in that answer Mr. Riley and thank you Taylor. So Riley, when do you have to do your... “stuff” and when will you be done?” I asked.

“Why? What do you want?” Riley asked me.

“Whoa, calm down. I don't want anything. My friend Abigail wants to come over and see the place.” I answered.

“Is she hot?” Taylor asked right away.

“What, I'm not hot enough for you?” I said to Taylor.

“Well, you are plenty hot, baby. But still, is she hot?” Taylor asked again.

“You'll have to find out yourself, big boy.” I said to Taylor. “Oh, and since we're talking about hot girls, who's the chick in Jordan's room? Girlfriend or slut?” I asked.

“Slut.” Riley and Taylor both said at the same time.

“Do you guys always answer questions at the same time?” I asked with a laugh.

“No.” they both said at the same time once again.

“Yeah, okay. So, when will you be done with your stuff, Mr. Riley?” I asked Riley. I don't why I kept calling him 'Mr. Riley.' I hoping for more of a sexy kind of thing but it actually sounded really... weird.

“Stop calling me that, and probably around 3:30 – 4:00pm.” Riley said.

“Sorry,” I said like a little girl caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. “Now one of you make me dinner!” I commanded.

“Hell no!” they both said.

“Please!” I begged with puppy dog eyes.

“Okay, fine.” Riley finally said.

“Yay!” I yelled then went over to the living room while texting Abigail back.

Me: So Taylor (hot guy #2), doesn't have plans/ Riley (cute/nice guy) has plans but is free by 4:00pm/ Jordan (hot guy #1/ total ass) no idea.

Abigail: Why didn't u ask Jordan??? He is the hottest one and I want to see his hotness!!!

Me: Well, I didn't ask him because he is currently having sex some blond chick in his room.

Abigail: Oh...

Me: Exactly. So we can meet up around noon and eat lunch together hang out then go to my place hang with the guys eat dinner (probably order pizza or something) and u can stay the night?

Abigail: Sure! But I might not stay the night in your bed. ;)

Me: Ok but pls tell me who u are gonna do B4 u do them so I can stay away from that room.

Abigail: So, school at 12:30 tomorrow???

Me: Yup.:)

Abigail: Yay! :D

Me: c ya tomorrow :) <3

Abigail: c ya tomorrow ;) <3

“Avery! Your frozen pizza isn't frozen anymore!” Riley yelled.

“Okay! I'm coming!” I yelled back.

“Well, hurry up or it's gonna get frozen again!” he yelled back at him.

“Calm down, I'm here.” I said while entering the kitchen.

“Oh, sorry. Here's your pizza. You're welcome.” he said sliding the plate across the table and towards me.

“Thank you, Mr. Riley,” I said and went up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey! Why don't I get a kiss?” Taylor yells.

“Because you didn't want to make my pizza, Mr. Taylor.” I said to him while going back to my seat and taking a bite of my pizza. Mr. Taylor sounds so much better than Mr. Riley. I need to find a good nickname for Riley. Umm... I'll just keep calling him different things until I find the perfect one.

“Hey cook!” I said while looking at Riley.

“I prefer 'chef',” he answered back with a smile.

“Okaaay, weird but okay. Hey chef!” I yelled again.

“What do you want?” he said.

“A drink, preferably Coca-Cola, please.” I said with a big smile showing my perfect teeth.

“If I get you a drink, do I get a kiss?” Taylor asks hopefully.

“Maybe, maybe not.” I say and wink at him.

“Do I get another kiss if I get the drink?” Riley asks.

“Maybe, maybe not.” I say again. “But can one of you just get me a drink?” I asked. Riley ended up getting me my drink because he was standing next to the fridge (he didn't get a kiss on the cheek). I finished my pizza and went back to my room. I grabbed my laptop and went on Facebook. 7 notifications, no messages, and 3 friend requests. Friend requests first! Taylor, confirm. Riley, confirm. James, confirm. Notification, liked my photo, liked my photo, like my photo, commented on my photo, tagged in a photo, liked my photo, and commented on my photo. Who tagged me in a photo? *click* Graduation picture, oh. Comments on my photo? *click* “Beautiful ;)” from Abigail and “Pretty <3” also from Abigail. I comment “Thanks Abi” back and one has a winking smiley and the other has a heart.

I go on YouTube and play some music then go back to Facebook. Who is online? Don't care about him, don't care about her, don't care about her, don't care about him, don't care about her, James.

Me: Hey James! :)

James: Hey :)

Me: I just wanted to say thank you for helping me again :)

James: No prob ;) So, when can I see you again?

Me: I don't know, u can come over tomorrow if u want. Abigail's coming and we're all gonna eat dinner together.

James: Yeah, sure. What time?

Me: 6 or 7pm is fine. :)

James: Ok, I'll be there. :)

Me: Yay! Well, c ya tomorrow. ;)

James: C ya tomorrow, my favorite girl. ;)

Then he was offline. I closed my laptop and laid back on my bed. It was only 10:40pm now, so I wasn't tired. I decided to start unpacking my stuff. I started with a few of my clothes, then essential stuff like make-up and chargers. Afterwards, I put up a few pictures and posters around the room. Most of the pictures were of me and Abigail, the posters I put up were mostly famous people or movie posters. I had one big poster of the Eiffel Tower which I got for my 16th birthday, I always have it hung over my bed frame. By the time I finished, it was passed midnight. I went towards the bathroom to brush my teeth. On the way there, I passed by Jordan's door which was back open. He was sitting on his bed with his computer on his lap. As I passed his door, we made slight eye contact so I decided to say something.

“Hey,” I said while walking towards his door.

“Hey,” he said back but was looking down at his computer.

“So, umm... my friend Abigail is coming over tomorrow. We were planning to eat dinner here with all you guys and I also told James that he could come. Do you have plans?” I said while leaning against his door frame and not entering his room.

“Who's James?” he asked still looking down at his computer.

“The guy who was here earlier and helped me move in.” I said to him.

“Oh yeah, right.” he said and didn't even look at up once.

“Do you have any plans?” I asked getting annoyed.

“No.” he answered simply. I