Just My Luck, Elena A. Vedenova [good beach reads txt] 📗

it down, and my mom was so excited to move there. Alina and I weren’t that excited.” I saw him open to ask who Alina was, but I beat him to it.
“Alina is my twin sister. And no, we look nothing alike. We have like the same features and all but we are different. She’s tall, I'm short. She has Vlad’s hair and eyes, I have light hair, even before I dyed it, and have green eye, which I don’t know where they came from. Alina has always been the one mom and dad were proud of. I was the nerd. Alina was, well probably still is, a gymnast. I just focused on the studies. Well, that night was just the beginning.
“We had to move everything in a week, but Alina and I refused to go. We pegged and pleaded with our parents to let us stay here, in Miami. Eventually they let, rented out a 2 bedroom penthouse apartment somewhere far from here, and moved without even saying goodbye. That was the first crack. The third, fourth and fifth cracks came from the only 3 boyfriends that I ever had, I caught all three of them cheating on me with Alina. And noo, not at the same time.
“I finally moved out, and I went to live with my grandma in Washington. That was a major crack. But when it all fell apart, when I fell apart, was when my grandma fainted on the kitchen floor. Obviously, I called an ambulance and they let me ride with her, in the back, holding her hand. When we got to the hospital, the doctors told me that 1 year ago my grandma was diagnosed with cancer. I wish I knew what type, maybe could have helped her out more. But that day, after visiting hours were over, I walked home, having gotten to the hospital in the ambulance. Nearby the little house my grandma and I lived in, was this little so-called gang. I remember that they were laughing so hard at something, and it looked like they were having a lot fun, and I didn't realize that I was staring, until one of the guys called me over to them. I went without a second thought.
“I was with my little gang from that day forward. I barely visited my grandma at the hospital; I was either too stoned, or too wasted to realize that my grandma was actually dying, very slowly. I woke up to a stranger in my bed almost every week, and I did it just so I could be held. Hoping someone or something could take the pain away. Eventually, even my ‘friends’ noticed that I was not myself. I told them a little of the pain I was in, and they suggested something, telling me that it would help me just like it helped them.” I held up my arms so that some of the light from the street lamps near the mouth of the alley would fall on my forearms. I heard Kayden gasp as he say the healing cuts there, and the scars from the deeper ones. I didn't have to look at his face to know it was full of disgust. I kept my head down and continued,
“I haven’t cut in a long time. Ever since a week before I left Washington. That’s when I stopped hanging out with my so-called friends. And a day after my grandma died. I never even got to say goodbye.” I barely whispered that last sentence. Alone, silent tear slid down my cheek. And before I knew it, Kayden had taken me up in his arms. It was so good to be held by him. It was everything that I was looking for while sleeping around with totally random strangers that the gang members hooked me up with.
“I'm sorry,” was all he whispered in my ear, as he gently rocked us back and forth. The last thing I remembered was sitting on Kayden’s lap, being rocked back and forth as my mind flew off to the restless dream land it always flew off to when I closed my eyes. I slightly remember being carried into the house, the lights on and my brother yelling at Kayden, demanding to know what happened and why he was carrying me. I remember when my head hit my soft pillow and the soft mattress replacing someone else’s hard arms. Before the hands completely left me, I grabbed on to someone’s hand begging whoever it was to stay with me. I faintly heard the rustling of jeans and a shirt as both were pulled off. I felt my jacket being taken off my body and my shoes sliding off my feet before hitting the carpeted floors with a light thud. I felt my bed being jostled as someone got in and pulled the covers over both of us. I felt myself being tucked into someone’s hard, muscled body and felt an arm wrap around my waist before my brain gave up on me and I fell asleep. For the first time in a year I dreamt that I was 3 years old again, swinging into an open, vast blue sky. Laughing as my dad pushed me. Higher and higher.

Party Time!!

I woke up feeling very refreshed and happy for once in a long while. I made my bed and went to take a shower. I came back into my room, dressed in very short white shorts and a turquoise tank top. I tried my waist length hair and straightened it. I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 2pm. Wow! Well I sure slept in! I applied some face cream and eye liner. I never felt the need to put on mascara. My eyelashes were already super long and naturally black. I finally went downstairs to see some of the guys grabbing a snack before dinner. Others were probably still at work or something. I went into the kitchen and got myself a bowl of cocoa puffs and went to join the guys in the living room.
“Mornin sleepin beauty!” Vlad said as I sat down on the couch next to him.
“It’s not even morning u idiot,” was all I said before digging in.
When my bowl was cocoa puff free, I went to wash it. In the kitchen was one of the guys with his back to me, but something was familiar about this guys back. When he heard me put my bowl into the sink, he turned around and I noticed that it was Kayden. I gasped and put my hand over my mouth as the memories from last night flooded back.
“Hey,” was all he said before he turned around and started walking away.
“Wait! Hold up,” I said grabbing his arm.
Kayden looked at me weirdly and I was at a complete loss for words. I realized that I was taking too long to say something when he cleared his throat.
“Listen about last night, please do NOT tell anyone about what I told you! Or showed you! Got it?” I wasn’t trying to be mean. It just sounded like that.
“Yeah, fine. Whatever,” he said and moved away; I dropped his arm and went into the kitchen to wash my plate.
By the time I finished, I heard that the rest of the guys were back. I went into the living room to see that, once again, all of the spots were taken. I rolled my eyes and walked over to Vlad to ask what the guys wanted for dinner. Vlad said that they all loved chicken and French bread so I went upstairs to grab my wallet and my cell, and slid into my car. I peeled out of the drive way and opened all of the windows and the sunroof and cranked up the music. Situations by Escape the Fate was playing. I gave a little girlish shriek and turned it up so loud that my ear drums were practically popping. I sang/screamed along with all of the words that I knew my heart. When I drove into the store’s parking lot, I got some evil glares from some old grandmas and grandpas. I just gave them the finger and parked as close to the store as I could. I turned off the music and jumped out of the car. I kept my sunglasses on as I stepped into the store. I was standing in the freezer isle trying to decide on whether to get a full chicken on the drumsticks when 2 very hot guys came up to me. They both looked to be about 20 years old.
“Hey there,” said the first one. He had curly blonde hair with blue eyes. He looked to be about 6’0” and his friend had straight blonde hair with brown eyes. This one looked to be about 6’2”.
“Hey,” was all I answered, still trying to decide on the chicken.
“What’s a pretty girl like you doing here alone, looking at chicken?” said the one with the brown eyes.
“Well obviously she’s choosing chicken doofus!” blue eyes said.
“That still doesn’t answer my first question, Chase,” brown eyes said.
So apparently blue eyes’ name is Chase. Nice to know.
“I'm picking out dinner for my roommates,” I said simply.
“Are the other roommates as sexy as you?” Chase asked.
“Hell ya! You know, if you’re gay and all,” I said with a smile.
“You live with all guys?” brow eyes asked.
“Yes, sir,” I said looking at the chicken again. “So, what are 2 hot guys such as you doing here together?”
“Eh, we’re with a friend. He’s somewhere with his girlfriend,” Chase said.
“Huh,” I said, finally picking the drumsticks and putting them in my cart. I was about to turn and walk away when brown eyes stopped me.
“So, what are you doing today?” he asked.
“Ganna cook dinner, then maybe go swimming, ya’ll wanna come?” I asked.
“Sure,” they both said.
“Only on one condition,” I said with a devilish look in my eyes behind my sunglasses.
“Name it,” brown eyes said, shrugging.
“You guys buy the booze and we turn this into a mini party!!” I said, excited now.
“Now that’s what I'm talking about! See Nathan, this is totally our kind of chick!” Chase said.
So, brown eyes’ name is Nathan. Pretty sexy name if you ask me.
I walked around Costco with Chase on my left and Nathan on my right. We talked about everything. It turns out that they are both 21 so getting the beer and wine was not an issue at all. Bless Costco for having swim trunks too, so the guys both picked out the ones they wanted and we went to pay. The guys paid so I didn't have to, such gentlemen.
We pulled up to the house at 4pm. Both, Nathan’s and Chase’s jaws dropped when they saw the huge mansion. It was three stories tall. Complete with an indoor and an outdoor pool and hot tub.
The guys carried the bags into