The Spies Who Shag/Love Them {{the Guys}}
Mar 11, 2009 4:10:13 GMT -5
Post by Mackenzie Baker on Mar 11, 2009 4:10:13 GMT -5
Mack definitely knew that having this stupid spying event in her own room, which she shared with Taylor, was risky and partly stupid. But her logic was this. She didn’t give a shit what other people might say, nor would she tolerate being yelled at. Not to mention it wasn’t her idea, and if the guys wanted to spy on their girlfriends, rather than fucking answers out of them, so be it. That wasn’t her problem. The only thing that anyone could get her on was the fact that she’d broken into Addison and Mandy’s dorm – well not really, the door had been unlocked which probably meant that Holly held up her part of the deal – to put hidden cameras everywhere. And yes, she’d thought about putting a bulky, red light blinking camera in the corner of the room so that the guys would get caught, just to be a bitch. But honestly, she’d be lying if she said she didn’t want to see Eliana, and her answers to questions Holly would ask. Avoiding her hadn’t been very easy, and even though she’d have to act like she didn’t care, she did. It was annoying, but hey. She was only human.
Besides, the thrill of being caught was intense, especially of Eliana confronted her on it. Then she’d have a reason to talk to the girl, and hopefully she’d be able to relieve the tension she’d been having for weeks. Her hand could only provide so much. Sighing as she took her popcorn out of the microwave, she grabbed her laptop and hopped on her bed, opening it and clicking into each one of her programs to open up the cameras – no doubt to check and see if Eliana had arrived yet…she hadn’t. She minimized them so that each could be seen on the screen as she popped a couple of pieces into her mouth before she heard a knock on her door. Fixing her shorts and her tanktop, she walked over to the door and opened it, resisting the urge to smile at Elijah. She could still play angry with him. “Are you happy? I did what you asked.” She huffed, pulling him into the room and handing him the laptop, noticing the bag he carried. She took it from him to look inside. “Good man!” she said, pulling out the Bailey’s she’d asked for. And slim jims. She shook her head, chuckling a bit. “Nacho cheese, did you get the hot ones?” she asked him.
Besides, the thrill of being caught was intense, especially of Eliana confronted her on it. Then she’d have a reason to talk to the girl, and hopefully she’d be able to relieve the tension she’d been having for weeks. Her hand could only provide so much. Sighing as she took her popcorn out of the microwave, she grabbed her laptop and hopped on her bed, opening it and clicking into each one of her programs to open up the cameras – no doubt to check and see if Eliana had arrived yet…she hadn’t. She minimized them so that each could be seen on the screen as she popped a couple of pieces into her mouth before she heard a knock on her door. Fixing her shorts and her tanktop, she walked over to the door and opened it, resisting the urge to smile at Elijah. She could still play angry with him. “Are you happy? I did what you asked.” She huffed, pulling him into the room and handing him the laptop, noticing the bag he carried. She took it from him to look inside. “Good man!” she said, pulling out the Bailey’s she’d asked for. And slim jims. She shook her head, chuckling a bit. “Nacho cheese, did you get the hot ones?” she asked him.