CHAPTER TWO *ೃ༄
[ ridiculous smell of purple doritos ]
real life

˗ˏˋ real life ! 💌 'ˎ˗

KIARA SITS AGAINST THE railing of the balcony connected to her room with her friends, where they usually spend their mornings. there's not much to it besides a small counter with drawers where she stores snacks and all her other shit, a mini fridge, and an old couch with a throw blanket with boho hearts on it, but the group thinks it's the perfect hangout place.

nobody really goes out this early -early as in
9 a.m- so it's always quiet and peaceful, until her psycho friends act crazy, which, i'm sure you could guess who.

she opens a bag of purple doritos that was sitting inside the counter drawer for who knows how long as she listens to what chris says, tugging down on her pink plad pajama shorts as he snaps his head into her direction.

"and then he literally -wait, did you just open a bag of purple doritos?" chris gets distracted, rubbing at his eyes to be sure he's seeing this clearly.

when kiara just smiles in response and plops one of the chips into her mouth, chris narrows his eyes heavily as he covers his nose dramatically.

"there's purple doritos?" elliot asks, snatching the bag of chips and examining it closely. everyone gives him a look because what? "i thought there was only blue and red!" he defends himself, handing kiara the chips back when he notices all the dumbfounded looks.

"elliot," nick sighs, rubbing at his forehead because of his slowness. "there's been purple doritos."

"how was i supposed to know?"

"you just were."

chris interrupts the two childish boys, "hello? are we gonna ignore the fact that kiara is quite literally eating purple doritos?" he scoffs, trailing his eyes over to kiara who happens to be holding the bag out for matt to reach as he grabs a handful of the chips. "and she's sharing with matt! i cant look." chris turns away dramatically, facing the sliding glass door that he was leaned up against.

kiara and matt giggle, matt being the first one to reply. "me and kie are just better than you."

kiara smiles, interlocking their fingers and shaking their hands, trying to prove that they're the best duo.

"those chips fucking reek." jade covers her nose with her knitted sweater, getting an enthusiastic 'thank you!' from chris.

"cover your nose then." kiara provides a simple solution, as if that isn't what jade is doing already.

"gee, thanks!" jade deadpans, throwing on a fake smile and a thumbs up as kiara and matt laugh.

elliot and nick follow her advice, both covering their noses because of the ridiculous smell of purple doritos.

kiara looks to matt, who just shrugs. she rolls her eyes and starts rolling up the bag of chips and placing them back in the counter drawer because her friends can't handle the smell of chips. literal chips.

chris finally turns around after hearing the sound of the chip bag rustling and the counter drawer opening and closing, sighing of relief because the mini form of hell is finally put away.

"fine, i put them away. can we play volleyball?" kiara asks. she unfortunately doesn't own a volleyball net but the group still plays in her backyard and makes a line out of sticks to use as the boundary line.

the group doesn't reply, all getting up and opening the glass door that separates the inside of kiara's room and her balcony. they're always down to play volleyball.

they start walking through the house and down the stairs like a parade, stopping when they hear the sound of kiara's mom's voice saying hey.

the group stops and talks to her for a good five minutes before kiara grabs the volleyball out of her closet and leads the group to the backdoor.

they all go to her backyard, chris and elliot instantly going over to make sticks into a line as the boundary line since they're the 'worst ones at volleyball', as the group says.

"okay, get in your teams." jade orders when the boundary line is done being put together. they never struggle picking teams because they're pretty much the same every time.

the teams are always kiara, matt, and chris against nick, elliot, and jade. they've decided this because kiara and jade are the best at volleyball, so they have to be put on different teams, matt and nick are mid so they have to be put on different teams, and chris and elliot have to be put on different teams because they.. well, they both fucking suck.

the group goes to their usual spots, elliot and chris playing rock paper scissors to see which team gets to start. elliot ends up winning and passes the ball to jade, knowing he can't start for shit.

"we got this, kie," matt says, purposely excluding chris because everyone knows chris, in fact, does not got this.

kiara fist bumps matt as she ignores chris scoffing in the background. jade sets the ball over the line, chris immediately running over to it and bumping it with his right hand, making the ball go flying behind him and across the backyard.

elliot and nick burst out laughing, causing jade to chuckle as matt starts scolding chris. kiara sighs, making her way to get the ball. she returns, laughing at the way chris starts throwing hands at matt.

without warning, kiara sets the ball over the line, causing it to hit the ground because everyone was too busy laughing.

"that's not fair!" jade exclaims, referring to the fact that she wasn't even looking. "it was our ball!" technically, it was their ball.

"boohoo!" kiara yells back, making matt chuckle and interlock his fingers with hers for a quick second to congratulate her for earning a point.

elliot grabs the ball off of the floor and bumps it over the line. oh wait, he doesn't bump it over the line! he bumps it over his head accidentally, making the ball go flying into the sky.

the group watches as the ball lands on the roof, getting stuck there because of the way kiara's roof has an upturn on the ends.

the group looks at kiara with a chuckle, knowing she's the only one who can successfully get the ball down since she does it every time.

she rolls her eyes, grabbing matt's hand and dragging him to a big dumpster on the side of her house. matt furrows his eyebrows, not knowing why he's being brought with her. he isn't complaining though.

"and exactly why am i coming with?" matt asks when kiara gets to the dumpster, both standing in front of it and pausing for a second.

"because i busted my ass last time and i need support." she admits, snapping her head in his direction when she hears a chuckle.

he covers it up with a cough, not able to refrain from smiling when he clarifies, "you busted your ass last time?"

"yes, matt."

"is that why you got that scrape on your knee?"

kiara furrows her eyebrows. she didn't know he noticed, being that she didn't tell anyone and tried her best to cover it up because they would've laughed. "how'd you know?"

"because i notice everything about you." he says nonchalantly, completely aware of the pink tint that spreads across her cheeks. he made her blush!

kiara's heart skips a beat. it's not that serious, she thinks to herself, wondering why she's getting so flattered. she doesn't know how to reply, so she just starts climbing the dumpster instead.

he follows her, climbing it and setting his hands on her hips to keep her stable.

her breath hitches as she promptly starts climbing a branch and onto the window stool, allowing matt's hands to fall from her hips and back to his sides.

"how am i supposed to help you?" matt asks, still standing on the dumpster. he isn't sure if he's supposed to follow her or wait on the dumpster.

"just catch me if i fall." she replies, going on her tippy toes and holding onto the head of the window with one hand as she uses the other to reach for the volleyball.

"okay," he replies without hesitation, knowing he'd catch her in a heartbeat. he gets his arms ready to catch her, assuming that she'll fall soon.

her hand finally comes to contact with the volleyball and she grabs it with her fingertips, throwing it down to the ground and looking down at matt.

he looks at her with a questioning look. "how are you gonna get down?" he asks, looking at how she uses her free hand to join her other one and grab the head of the window.

she doesn't reply with words, instead with her actions. she puts her left leg onto the barely functioning branch and puts her left hand on the stool of the window. she repeats the process with her right leg and arm before risking it and fully letting go of everything.

she luckily lands on her feet right back onto the dumpster, alongside matt who thought she was gonna lose her balance and fall so he returns his arms to her waist in order to hold her up.

she pauses, goosebumps appearing at the touch of his cold hands on her bare skin. she's wearing a slightly cropped pink tank top so some of his fingers rest on her bare waist.

once he sees that she's steady, he removes his hands, unsure if he's making her uncomfortable.

he turns around and jumps off the dumpster, missing the way kiara slightly frowns. the corner of her lips turn upward again when he puts his hand out for her to grab, signaling that he's gonna help her get down.

she grins, grabbing his hand and making her way down. he grabs her waist for support and lets go when both of her feet are ultimately on the ground.

she walks over to the ball and grabs it, waiting for matt to catch up before finally walking back to the group.

"finally, what took you guys so fucking long?" nick exaggerates right when kiara and matt return back in the groups sight.

"probably making out." elliot whispers to nick, making him chuckle and nod aggressively in agreement. they both have shipped kiara and matt ever since the seventh grade playground incident.

"she was taking her time so she wouldn't bust her ass again." matt impulsively answers, not noticing the glare kiara sends him.

chris is the first one to burst out laughing. "SHE DID WHAT?!" he yells, laying on the floor because of how hard he's laughing. something about people falling always makes him chuckle.

kiara sends the glare she sent matt into chris' direction.

chris immediately stops laughing, standing up and containing a serious face. "that's unfortunate."

he starts laughing again right when she looks away.

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matt & kiara so cutesy

^^ it sure is a shame that this won't last long :(

the seventh grade playground incident 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

if u don't alr know, i'm in eighth grade (yes i'm young, kill me) and there's a class called PGC and there's a 3 day trip that i'm going on in four days and i'm excited but a lil nervous bc likeee i don't trust some of these bitches. like some of them just play too much

edit: i'm 14 now i started this book SAUR long ago there was literally another retreat after this that i never mentioned 😭

every time i tell someone i'm thirteen they're all like WHAAAT and they all adopt me as their child.. i have like seven mothers and idek half of them

btw don't think i'm a weird thirteen yo girl who wants or thinks she has a shot with chris or matt
i just enjoy writing stories and i feel like i know more about the triplets than any other famous person/people so it's just simply easier and funner to write about them

- mina