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Chapter #6
Interruptions
by: Unknown
Kristen finishes her homework and closes her book. She turns to me and smiles.
"How about we get you some clothes." She says.
"That would be great." I say.
"I wont be long," She says. "I have to sort through my sister's doll clothes to find something."
"That's alright." I say.
Kristen stands up and leaves the room. I sit there in silence and wait for Kristen. After a few minutes Kristen returns with a few clothes.
"I'm sorry but this is all I could find." She says handing me the clothes.
"That's alright." I say standing up.
I grab the clothes from her and look at them. The shirt is dark green with a picture of a cartoon fish on it and the shorts are dark blue.
"There great," I say. "Thanks,"
"Your welcome," Kristen says as she covers her mouth.
I look down and realize that Kristen can see my penis. I turn red and quickly put the shorts on. I put the shirt on and see that it is slightly too big for me. The shirt hangs down to my knees.
"How do they fit?" She asks.
"It's a bit big." I say.
"Give me the shirt," She says laying her open palm in front of me. "I have an idea."
I take the shirt off and place it on her open palm. Kristen reaches over and picks up a pair of scissors. She cuts the shirt and hands it back to me.
"Try it on." She says.
I grab the shirt and put it. The shirt now hung just past my waist.
"How is it?" She asks.
"Better," I say. "Thanks."
"Your welcome." Kristen says.
I heard a loud noise and covered my ears. Kristen picks up her phone.
"I'm sorry Jake." She says. "That must be loud at your size."
"It is." I say.
Kristen looks at her phone and pays all her attention to it.
"Oh fuck off." She says.
"What did I do?" I say.
"Not you." She says. "Fucking Aaron."
"What's he doing?" I ask.
"He keeps trying to ask me out." She says.
"Just tell him no." I say.
"I have," She says. "Countless times. Why can't he take a hint."
"How long has he been asking you?" I ask.
"A month." She says.
"Why don't you block him?" I ask.
"I don't know?" Kristen sighs.
Kristen looks at me and smiles. I smile back.
"I need to tell Jade about you." She says.
"Is that a good idea?" I say.
"Jade's my best friend," Kristen says. "She knows how to keep a secret."
"Yeah," I say. "But..."
"She'll love you." Kristen interrupts.
Kristen looks back at her phone and begins texting Jade.
"She doesn't believe me," Kristen says.
"I wonder why." I say.
Kristen wraps her giant fingers around me and raises me in the air. She holds her phone in front of me and takes a picture of me.
"That should be enough proof." She says.
Kristen places me back on the desk and sends the picture to Jade. Kristen smiles and looks back at me.
"Your going to meet Jade tomorrow." She says.
"Kristen please don't," I beg. "I don't want her to hurt me."
"It's alright Jake," She says rubbing my head with her giant finger. "I wont let anything bad happen to you."
"Thanks," I say.
"Don't worry," Kristen says. "Jade is a sweet heart, she'll be nice to you."
"Okay," I sigh.
"Good boy." She says.
There was a knock on the door. Kristen picks up a few papers and drops them on me covering me.
"Come in," Kristen says.
The door opens and I hear Kristen move more papers around.
"Dinner is ready honey." They say.
"Okay," Kristen says. "Be there soon."
The door closed and Kristen removes the paper from me.
"Will you be alright to stay here for a few hours?" She asks.
"Hours?" I say.
"Dad likes to have family time after dinner." She says.
"Yeah I'll be fine." I say.
"I'll bring you back some food." She says.
"Thanks." I say.
"See you soon." She says.
Kristen leans in and kisses me on the top of my head. She gives me a smile and leaves the room. What was that for? Did she do that on purpose or was that a mistake? I lay down and think about the kiss.
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