SS:THE KISSING BOOTH! part 2 pg 14 - Page 3

"no,thanks" I called back."i'll head on up to ur room"

"sure think" he replied

i headed up the staircase to Yash's room.

yash's house is all expensive and grand ,

i opened the door to his room,

but, just like any other 16 yr old boy's room,

we've been best friends since we were born .our moms both knew each other from college and i only lived ten minutes walk away now. yash and i grew up together.we may as well be twins though we were born on d same day, freakishly enough.

he turned up just at that moment, holding two opened bottles of J20,

"we need to decide what we're doing for the carnival," i said

"i know," he sighed , messing up his dark brown hair and scrunching up his freckled face.

i shook my head."that's what i thought-"

"of course it is"

i smirked a little."but we can't, it's already taken."

"why do we have to come up wid a booth anyway?
can't we just manage the whole event and make other people come up wid the booths?"

"hey, ur d one who said being on the school council would look good on our  college applications" i taunted

"you're the one who agreed to it." he replied

"because i wanted to be on the dance committee" i pointed out.

"this sucks u know!"

"i know. oh, hey what abt if we hired one of those , um...you knw,"

"where they test your strength?"he replied

"yeah.that thing" i assured

"no, they already ordered one of those."

i sighed."i dnt knw then. there's not much left to do, everything's already taken."

we looked at each other and both said,"i told u v shuld have started planning this earlier"

the two of us laughed and yash sat at his computer, spinning around on the chair slowly, tapping the back oh it thoughtfully.

"haunted house?" he suggested

i gave him a falt look well, i tried . it wasnt east to catch his eye when he was spinning around like that.

"its spring yash. not Halloween."

"yeah , so??"

"NO, no haunted house" i said determinedly

"fine" he grumbled."the what do you suggest, nerd?"

i shrugged. thruth was, i had no idea .we were pretty much screwed. if we dnt come up wid a booth thn we'd end up being booted off the concil, which would mean we couldn't put it on our college applications next year.

"i dnt knw .i cn't think when it's this hot." i said out of fraustation

"then take ur sweater off and come up wid something." he suggested

i rolled my eeys, and yahs started surfing google for ideas for a booth fot the spring carnival. i tugged my sweater off over my head, bt felt d sun on my bare stomach then. i tried to wriggle my arms back through so i could pull down the vest i'd worn underneath, but it dnt really work.

"yash," i said, my voice muffled."a little help?"

he snickered at me, and i heard him get up and walk. at that moment the bed room door was pushed open, and i thought for a minute he's left me in a tangle, but the next second i heard a different voice .

"Jeez, at least lock the door if u guys are going to do that."

i froze, my cheeks going bright as yash tugged down my vest and yanked the sweater off my head, leaving my hair static.

i looked up to see his older brother leaning against the door frame, smirking at me.

"hey mishti"

 he greeted me.he knows i hate being called MISHTI.

"Hi maan" i shot back wid a sweet smile.

i saw his jaw clench and his dark eyebrows rose a little , like he was daring me to carry on calling him that. i jst smiled back and the sexy smirk slipped back onto his face. for some odd raeson he likes to be CALLED by his SURNAME! KHURANA!

maan is jst abt the hottest guy to grace this earth. i m nt even exaggerating. he's got dark hair that flops into his electric BROWN eyes, and he's tall and broad shouldered too. his nose is a little crooked from all the times it got broken in fights.
maan's always getting in fights bt he;s never been suspended, let alone expelled.
his grades were too gud for the school to risk losing such a model student. plus, the football team dnt want to lose him either.

i use to have a crush on him, when i was abt 12 or 13 . it passed pretty quickly though, when i realized he was just way too far out of my league and would always be. and even though he is incredibly unbelievably hot , i act my self normal around him becuse i knw dere isn't
any chance in hell that he'd ever look at me as anything other than his kid brother's best friend.

"i know i seem to have this effect on ladies, bt could u please try and keep ur clothes on in my presence?"

i laughed sarcastically " DREAM ON!"

"wot r u guys doing, anyway?"

i did wonder for a moment y he was interested, but i shrugged it off. yash said,"we hav 2 come up wid a stupid booth fr d carnival."

"sounds...well, crap." maan replied

"NO kidding" i said , rolling my eyes."all d gud booths are taken. we'll end up wid

they both looked at me weirdly, and i shrugged.

"whatever. anyway, yash mom and dad are way tonite so party at 8."

"cool"said yash

"and mishti? try nt to strip off in front of everybody for me tonite." maan said while he winked at me

"you knw i hav eyes fr yash" i said innocently wid a smile.

maan laughed a little, smirking. he was already tapping away at his phone, probably broad castig the meassage about a party, jst like yash was. he loped out of the room then, like a lazy cat or something. i couldn't help but let my eyes drag after him and that cute butt...