1-Nice Underwear Cap

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I've always had a plan. Ever since I was thirteen I knew I wanted to become a psychologist. I know young right. The thing is I just knew. I wanted to study the brain what people think, their mannerisms. I think it's because of what happened to my mom. 

It's officially senior year. I've already begun applying to colleges. My top school is Stanford but there is only a slim chance I will get in. I also applied to University of California and University of Pennsylvania. 

My grades are actually really, really good. I have managed to get almost perfect scores through all of my years in school. I've never gotten below a 98 in a class. I hate P.E.

I also want to make my dad proud. My brother Bradley has already excepted a scholarship to Penn State. 

Bradley is my twin brother. Besides having the same wavy chestnut brown hair -which we get from our dad-we look nothing alike. Bradley has my moms light blue eyes while I have my dads honey brown eyes. I also have my moms freckles. It's the one thing I have you can tell came from her.  

My mom passed away when I was ten. She was sick. Not the kind where you can go to a hospital and get cured. The psychological kind. There was no warning, one day she was there and the next....

She's the reason I want to study psychology. Part of me always wonders if I couldn't seen any signs. If I could have stopped it. 

Anyways today is the first day of senior year. I am currently doing what I always do..sleeping through my alarm. 

beep beep beep

I groan rolling over in my bed and hitting snooze again. 

I try to move my leg but its twisted in my comforter. Shit why does this always happen to me? Half asleep I try to shake my leg out of my comforter. 

The comforter begins to feel looser around my legs when I hear my door slam open and a body collide on top of mine. 

I almost scream but the scent of his cologne hits me. I groan again and punch his shoulder. 

"Get off of me bitch." I say out of breath. Gosh why does this man have his whole body weight on me? I think my rib cage is about to snap. 

He chuckles lifts his body slightly higher. "You don't mean that Bails." he pouts

I open my eyes and look into his green eyes. Noah Scott. My brothers best friend. 

Him and my brother met during a mommy and me group when they were 3. I was there too but neither of them seemed to care. The instant they saw each other they became inseparable. You'd think they were the twins...or secret lovers. I still wonder that. 

Growing up it was always the two of them and me tagging along. Brady hardly payed attention to me but Noah always made sure I felt somewhat included. Well until middle school. Then they both kind of ditched me for other people. 

Don't get me wrong I love my brother, we just don't hang out with the same people in school. Noah still talks to me in the halls and at home when he's over. It just kind of changed in middle school. We talk but we don't talk

It's ok though because that made me branch out where I met my two best friends. Delilah and Matt. The three of us are super close. 

Delilah has strawberry blonde hair and the brightest green eyes I have ever seen on someone. We met on the second day of sixth grade in Ms. Ivory's class when I tripped over her seat. She was also there for me when my mom died. 

Delilah and I met Matt the first day of freshman year, he was new to our school and was lost. We helped him find his locker and invited him to sit with us during lunch. Matt's got curly copper hair and blue eyes.

Suddenly I feel a pinch on the side of my hip breaking me out of my thoughts. I look up to meet Noah's eyes. 

"What do you want?" I ask trying to shove him off of me but he doesn't budge.

He leans in close to my ear, "Now Bails do you really want to know?" a shiver runs down my spine. I can't help the affect he has over me, I know it's not right especially since he's bestfriends' with my brother. But that doesn't stop my thoughts from wandering-

I bite my lip and the action doesn't go unnoticed by Noah. I watch as his eyes snap down to my lips before flicking back up to meet my eyes. His thumb reaches up and pulls my bottom lip out from my teeth, his eyes never leaving mine. 

He leans closer his breath fanning my face. I can smell the spearmint on his breath. My eyes flutter shut as I feel his lips skim mine. 

Just as I think he's going to close the distance he pulls back. My eyes snap open as I watch him get off of me and stand up...jerk. 

I go to stand up forgetting my leg is still semi caught in my comforter. My legs catches and I face plant onto the ground. 

I roll over still laying on the ground, I keep my eyes closed I really don't wanna see Noah's reaction. Even though I can hear it. I hear him chuckling at me and he sounds close. 

Reaching out I surprise him and yank at the bottom of his jeans. I hear a thunk and he lands right on top of me. I soooo snapped a rib. 

My bedroom door flies open and both Noah and I jump up as fast as we can. That took a lot of effort. 

"Hey Brady." I say out of breath. He looks between Noah and I before looking down, I follow his eye line to realize Im wearing a t shirt and a pair of underwear. Hey I would wear shorts but Texas  weather is hot as fuck, sue me. 

I look over to Noah who must have followed Brady's eyes as well since he's looking directly at my Captain America underwear. What did they expect me to wear a magenta lace thong to bed or something?

When I look up again I see that Brady is now giving a death glare to Noah. Realization hits. From his position we don't look too innocent. 

I clear my throat, "Brady you don't understand, I had to trip him he was laughing at me." he looks over to me and his gaze softens. 

"Why are you in her room?" I look over at Noah who's eyes are trained on Brady.

Noah smirks, "Her alarm wouldn't stop blaring so I came to wake her up, your sister is still as clumsy as ever." I roll my eyes but by the way Brady looks he seems to have believed it.

I mean why wouldn't he that's all that happened. Right?

I smile, "Yeah the asshole thinks scaring me out of bed would be a good idea, so I had to teach him a lesson."

He nods his head, "By pulling him on the floor?"

My smile widens, "well duh, anyways now that you can clearly see I am awake you guys can leave so I can get ready for school."

Brady clears his throat probably because of the awkward tension in the air. 

"Mhmm yeah I'll be down stairs waiting, come on Noah." Brady gestures towards my bedroom door before heading down the hallway.

Noah turns towards me his light brown hair falling just above his eyebrows. He stalks towards me he leans down to look at me, his 6'4 height making my 5'5 height seem really short. 

He leans down, his left hand coming to rest on my hip. My breath hitches. His other hand reaches up to place the hair that had fallen in front of my face behind my ear. 

His breath tickles my neck leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"Nice underwear Cap." he says as the hand that was on my hip travels forward to my stomach before grabbing the top of the underwear. He pulls it out slightly before releasing it making the underwear snap back to my skin. Ow.

I do the only reasonable thing to do in these situations. I give him a purple nurple. 

He begins to wince in pain, "Son of a bitch." he says holding onto the left side of his chest. I laugh in victory before skipping in to the bathroom. 

I turn on my straightener before using the bathroom and brushing my teeth. I apply a light coat of mascara and add some concealer under my eyes. Once my straighter is heated I straighten my hair. 

Leaving my bathroom I notice Noah left, and he closed the door behind him. As he should. 

I slip on a fresh pair of underwear and a bra before putting on a pair of dark washed mom jeans and a white crop top. I throw on my my high tops before spraying my self in my vanilla honey perfume. 

Slowly walking down the stairs I make it into the kitchen and grab a toasted cream cheese bagel Brady left me. 

I begin to head out to my brothers ford truck. I hop in the back placing my bag in the seat next to me. Before taking a bite of my bagel. 

Noah turns his head to look at me, a scowl on his face. I guess he's still mad about his man boob. Oh well. 

I hum the tune of 'Mind Over Matter' before taking another bite of my bagel. 

Brady starts the car and heads off towards the school. 

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A/N Hey besties the first chapter of Bailey is officially edited! 

I am going to see Black Widow today and I am super excited honestly, with that being said I don't know if I will have time to edit any other chapters today. But I will try!

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