Chapter 15: The Confession

Krissy's Point of View

I held my eyes closed as I got up. I took the few steps towards the wall where I had a mirror hung. I looked in the mirror at my reflection. I was still in awe of how Morgan and Sophie were able to work such magic on me.

My makeup was neutral, only having a dark lip, making it barely noticeable that I was wearing any. My hair was straightened, only parted in the middle. It was such a simple look, yet I looked amazing. I didn't look like myself.

The only problem with this all was that I didn't have my contacts in. They took off my glasses and got to work as soon as I said I was going. I'd have to wash it all off before inserting my contacts in. There's no way i'm doing that and sitting through it all again.

"You look amazing." Sophie gushed. I blushed. Even after these last three months, I still wasn't used to her compliments. It was still very new to me.

"Now we just need you to take off those glasses." Morgan said. I shook my head.

"I can't insert my contacts in with makeup on. I need to keep the glasses." I said. They sighed before shrugging.

"You can be Krissy instead of Kate tonight." Asher said. I jumped at his voice. I forgot he was here. He was sitting on my bed on his phone. I wondered if he was texting Blake. Was he telling him everything that was happening? Would he tell him i'm Kate? No, he wouldn't. Sophie said we could trust him and I am going to take her word.

"I agree. Have fun without worrying too much about everything else. It's about time that Krissy enjoys herself." Morgan said. I sighed. I was already ready. I can't back out now. It looks like this is really happening. Krissy the nerd was going to a party.

"Okay fine. Let's go to this party." I said in defeat. They all cheered at that. I just hoped I didn't see Blake.

-

We pulled into Paul's driveway. Asher was driving us in his small, silver Toyota Camry since he didn't drink. He said that it killed more lives and that he wasn't risking his. He also said that smoking was off his limits and didn't understand why anyone did it.

During the car ride, Morgan said she was going to make sure I had the time of my life. We would dance our butts off and that it involved drinking in order to get loose. I didn't deny her that. I wanted to forget about all the stress in my life and alcohol was going to do that for me. I just hoped I didn't have a huge hangover in the morning, regretting my decision.

"Asher and I will be in the kitchen." Sophie said as soon as we got out of the car. The two of them disappeared into the house. Morgan looked at me with eagerness. You could tell that she was excited about having her real best friend at this party.

"Come on. Let's grab a beer and hit the dance floor." She said grabbing my hand. She pulled me into the crowded house.

It was different than all the other parties we had been to. It was much bigger and louder. There was people here i'd never seen before, but then again, I was the school's nerd. I didn't know everyone. People were dancing in the living room, not caring about who they were touching. Those who weren't into the music were standing on the outskirts of the makeshift dance floor. They were either sitting on the couches that were pushed up against one of the walls or on the stairs, staring over everyone's heads. I bet there were even more people scattered around the house. Two hallways began on each side of the stairs. I heard that this house had a basement. People were probably smoking down there.

Morgan continued to guide us through the warm bodies. We went straight towards a keg near the back of the house in the kitchen. Boys surrounded it, checking out everything and everyone. I felt one guy's stare on me, making me slightly uncomfortable. Remind me why i'm here.

"Well if it isn't Morgan and her nerd of a best friend." The brown haired guy said. I had no clue who he was. He seemed like a jerk. He had an aura of cockiness surrounding him. Not even his attractiveness could make up for it.

He had gray eyes with short brown hair. His jaw line was more defined than anything I had ever seen. I bet his muscles underneath his black leather jacket were huge.

"Shut it Paul. We're here for the booze." Morgan said. Paul only continued to stare at me. The uncomfortableness I was feeling was beginning to skyrocket. Regret was taking over my mind.  I wanted to get out from his sight.

One of Paul's guys gave us two cups filled with the gold liquid. The smell was strong, overpowering my senses. I took a sip, looking up. Paul's smirk was growing.

"If you want to have fun Krissy, come find me." Paul smirked. I only frowned. There was no way I was ever going to be with him. He's too much of an asshole. An asshole that knows my name. Sometimes I hated being the school's nerd.

"Bye." Morgan said towards Paul and his friends, pulling me away from him. I was glad for that. I didn't know how much longer I could be near him. We continued our trek until we were back in the living room. People were dancing all around us, making the room slightly humid on this cold winter night. I took a sip of my beer and let the adrenaline take over. My muscles instantly relaxing.

"Let's dance." I said taking charge. Morgan's eyes widened before she downed the whole cup. She signaled for me to do the same. I let the bitterness of the beer slide down my throat before letting out a giggle. Wow, that worked fast.

"Let's go." Morgan said tossing our cups on the ground. She pulled me into the middle of the dance floor. People frowned as we shoved our way through.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and started to dance to whatever song was blasting in the air. I wrapped mine around her torso and let my body take control. I finally felt myself become free. My stress of school and work disappeared, letting my brain go blank. Thoughts of Blake were nonexistent as I swayed my hips. I finally felt like a teenager and I never wanted my night to end.

I laughed as another song changed to a more upbeat song causing Morgan to start to grind on me. I never thought i'd be caught doing that, but the alcohol within me was taking charge. I moved my hips but stopped when I felt a body behind me.

I turned around and saw Paul. His brown hair was disheveled as he grinded. If it weren't for the beer, I would have been disgusted. I let him continue, knowing i'd instantly regret it in the morning.

"Babe, wanna get more beer?" He whispered in my ear. A shiver of disgust ran down my spine. Ignoring it, I nodded. I let him lead me away from Morgan. She only gave me a weird look before dancing with some random guy.

Paul and I pushed through the crowd until we were back in the kitchen. I felt myself giggle as he handed me another red cup filled with golden liquid. I downed half before I swayed my hips. Any common sense I had was now long gone. I just wanted to enjoy myself with this guy. What was his name again? Peter? Parker? Prince? Oh right Paul.

"Can I have more?" I asked as I drank the rest of my beer. He smirked before filling it up again. I drank half again before spinning around in a circle. I screamed as I spun. Spilling some on the turn, I chuckled. I was having way too much fun tonight. Alcohol was amazing.

I felt his rough, warm hand grip my small waist as I tripped over my feet. I was thankful for the action. I probably would have fallen if it wasn't for him. Once he secured my balance, he smiled at me. It felt weird having him be so sincere looking. I watched as he took his phone out and began to take selfies with me. I smiled, not caring about his hand sliding down my back. It was warm, causing my stomach to twist into uneasy knots.

"What's your name again?" He said. I focused on his brown eyes. They were waiting for my response. I giggled before answering.

"Kris." I said. I drank the rest of my beer before tossing the cup on the ground. I focused on the camera in front of me. He was on Snapchat.

"Meet my new girl K?" Paul said into the camera. I giggled at the nickname. I was sure he was still recording but my brain only focused on the letter. Morgan calls me that.

"Let's go dance." I said grabbing his free hand. He nodded. I led him to the dance floor. We pushed people out of the way, earning us looks. As soon as we were in the middle of the crowd, I wrapped my arms around his neck and let my brain fully shut off. I was going to have fun.

-

I woke up from my slumber, taking in the the current room I was in. It felt vaguely familiar yet I knew i'd never step foot in here before.

I took in the surroundings. There was a large flatscreen directly across from this giant bed. Video games were connected to it as I noticed a few xbox games. The walls were painted a light grey color and the bedding was a dark blue.

A dark brown desk was to my right with papers and books littering on top. A matching dark brown dresser was to the left with a black full length mirror beside it. The closet door was on one side of the dresser while the room's door was to the right, beside the mirror. A large window was above the desk covered in dark blue curtains.

This definitely had to have been a guy's room. The color and the video games signified that. I took in the time from the clock on the desk. It said it was around 9 in the morning. I made the attempt to get up, feeling my pounding headache take over. I winced at the pain, laying my head back down. I closed my eyes before reopening them, seeing a glass of water and a pill bottle sitting on the dresser.

I debated whether I should get up for the pain relievers or stay in bed. I decided against the latter, the pain being too unbearable. I closed my eyes again as I heard some knocking.

"Hey Krissy. It's Sophie." The voice on the other side of the door said. I attempted to sit up as she walked in. She closed the door behind her.

"Where am I?" I asked her with a soft voice. My throat was hoarse, needing the glass of water. Sophie took a few steps before reaching for the cup. She quickly handed it to me along with a few of the pills.

"Take these. It'll make the pounding stop." Sophie said. I nodded and swallowed them, tipping the glass back. My throat instantly felt better. "You're in my house."

"This isn't your room, is it?" I asked. It seemed much too dark and masculine for it to be hers. I'm yet to get past the first level in the Tyler mansion.

"This is Blake's room." Sophie said. She sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for my reaction. I blinked a few times before letting a word slip out.

"Woah." I said. I felt my stomach twist, making me uneasy. I didn't like knowing that I had slept in Blake's bed in his room. "What am I doing here?"

"You don't remember last night?" She asked. I shook my head. All I could remember was Morgan, Sophie and Asher in my room. The three of them were trying to convince me to go to some guy named Paul's party. Based on the way i'm feeling, I went. I bet this is what a hangover felt like.

"What happened?" I asked her. She gave me an uneasy look before sighing. That only made me more nervous to what was yet to come.

"So we went to Paul's party. You and Morgan split up from Asher and I. I guess you got a little tipsy and started hanging out with Paul. He put you on his Snapchat story and Blake flipped out, thinking you were Kate. He came to the party, asking if Kate was there. Asher and I told him no and then he found you, Krissy with Paul. Next thing you know, Blake is fighting over your very drunk self. Now we're here." Sophie said replaying last night.

Everything soon became clear. I could remember having the time of my life with Morgan and then Paul. I just couldn't remember seeing Blake. But why did Blake rescue me from the jerk?

"But why am I here?" I asked her. He could have taken me home. Morgan could have taken me to her house. I could have even stayed in Sophie's room. Sophie gave me a look before smirking.

"I think Blake likes you." She said. I widened my eyes. We both knew that Blake had a thing for Kate but why did he help me, Krissy.

"We know he's head over heels over Kate." I said slightly annoyed. I was still trying to get that persona out of my life. I was done being Kate. I needed to focus on being Krissy. My future was very near and I had no time for boys, especially Blake. My life would have to deal without him in it.

"Kris, Blake likes you." Sophie repeated. I rolled my eyes. Yeah right, like that would ever happen. The bad boy falling for the nerd only happens in Wattpad books.

"Stop repeating that. Blake will never like me. I'm a nerd. He only goes for sluts. He likes it when it's easy. I'll never be one of those girls. It's just not going to happen." I found myself saying a little louder than intended. No matter how many times I admitted to liking Blake, if it were through Krissy or Kate, I knew he'd never like the real me.

Blake would have to be blind before he stops focusing on the superficial parts. He rather a girl have a smokin' body than a smokin' IQ. That's just how his brain works, or doesn't.

"He'll fall for the real you Kris. I know he will. Now onto much more important things. You need to shower. You stink." She said ending it with a giggle. I rolled my eyes but let my smile take over. She was right. I did have better things to think about. A boy, actually a bad boy, was not worth it. Life would just have to go on.

-

Blake's Point of View

I woke up, feeling an aching back. I stared at the ceiling, noticing that it was much higher than the one in my room. I looked around and noticed that I wasn't in my bedroom. I was in the living room.

I sat up, feeling my back cry out in pain. I had to remember that these couches are not made for sleeping. They're made to look presentable and uncomfortable. I unwrapped myself from the throw blanket I used and stretched out my limbs. My back cracked at the sudden movement. I stood up and made the small trek out of the room and towards the kitchen.

I went passed the stove and went straight to the fridge. I reached for a bottle of water before shutting the door. I unclasped the lid before drinking a few sips. I felt my brain turn on, memories of last night and why I was on the couch flooded back.

I left the bottle on the counter before reaching for one of the cabinets. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water. I then reached for another cabinet and grabbed the bottle of aspirin. I took both out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

I walked down the hall, straight towards my room. I lightly knocked on my door, listening for any sudden movement. I heard nothing and decided to quietly open the door. I stepped inside and saw Krissy sleeping peacefully in my bed. She was wrapped in my covers. I took light steps towards my dresser and set down the glass and pills. I made sure to not make any noise.

I turned towards the nerd and stopped my movement. She looked beautiful in her sleep. Her smalls snores caused me to smile as the mess of her brown locks caused me to stifle my laugh. I found myself admiring the girl.

"Hey. What are you doing staring all creepily at her?" Sophie whispered. I jumped at the sound of her voice before stepping out of my room. I closed the door behind me before glaring at my twin.

"What are you doing up so early?" I asked her. Sophie only crossed her arms over her chest. I sighed. "I was seeing if she was still sleeping."

"It looked more than that. You were full on staring. You had this weird lovey dovey look." She smirked. I rolled my eyes. That would never happen. I would never look at her like that. Kate yes, but not the nerd.

"That's not what happened. Anyway, i'm going to go make pancakes. You should go shower. I know you have short hair, but it needs a trim. It's crazy tangled." I told her. She narrowed her eyes at me before stomping away. I rolled my eyes before walking down the hallway.

-

I set the pile of pancakes in the middle of the table. I made a bunch. I knew that Krissy would be starving. I knew hangovers always made me hungry. I also had to make a bunch for Sophie and Asher. They both just like eat so I was forced to make a ton. It looked like I had to feed an army with those two.

I set the dirty dishes in the sink before leaving the kitchen. I walked towards the stairs and climbed up. I passed Sophie's empty room. I was glad Asher didn't stay over. I don't know what I would have done if he did.

I still wasn't sure what a protective older brother is supposed to do when their little sister is dating. I just felt like Asher couldn't do what I did. Besides, it's not like Asher ever even did that. He's the total opposite of me. Take this occasion, he could have slept over but instead he chose to come over in the morning.

I walked up to my door. I was about to knock, making my hand into a fist. I only stopped when I heard Krissy's voice on the other side. She was awake.

"Stop repeating that. Blake will never like me. I'm a nerd. He only goes for sluts. He likes it when it's easy. I'll never be one of those girls. It's just not going to happen." I heard Krissy say. I let go of the fist I had made. I suddenly felt like I was trespassing as my stomach tied in knots.

I shouldn't have heard that. Krissy is the nerd and that must have took a lot of power for her to say. And now that I knew she liked me, I wasn't sure what to do with that information.

Usually i'd brush off the fact that some random nerd liked me, but this was Krissy. I've suddenly taken an interest in her but it was more for our project than anything else. But, our Spanish act would end soon and i'd be left without her friendship. For the first time in forever, I wanted someone other than Asher to stay in my life. I wanted Krissy to be there.

I liked learning with her. I liked seeing her squirm underneath my gaze. I liked how she'd tuck a stray hair behind her ear or how she'd bite the top of the eraser of her pencil when she was nervous. It was weird to think all of this when it came to her. Actually it was even more weird that for the first time in months, I wasn't thinking about Kate. I wasn't worrying about her seeing other guys or not seeing a response from her on my phone. All I cared about was passing this stupid Spanish test and graduating. She made me care about school.

I reached for my phone, only stopping when the door to my room opened up. It revealed a very confused Sophie and a frightened Krissy. I squirmed underneath their gaze. I've been caught.

"Blake, how long have you been standing there?" Sophie asked. I stared into Krissy's brown eyes. I couldn't look away. They trapped me. Krissy liked me and for some unknown reason, I wanted her too. What was happening to me?

"What did you hear Blake?" Sophie repeated. I continued to ignore her, only focusing on the silent one. Her facial features seemed so familiar, I wanted to-

"Blake." Krissy whispered. I widened my eyes before my brain took over my actions. I couldn't stop what I said next.

"You like me?" I asked.