Dallas says, "Say, I think you should watch the video again, then go hang with Peyton."
Riley: I think you should watch the video again, bro. Then go hang with Peyton.
Dawes: Can't watch the video again. Threw my computer screen across the room. Broken.
Riley: Borrow Bryce's. Baby's already got over 80 hits, and it's only been online for about 10 minutes. Every guy at school is sitting around simultaneously thinking what a dumb fuck you are and thanking you for being one. I'm out. (I love what Riley says here.) Kissing me. Wearing boots.
9:45 pm PST We get to the shoot location. Tommy greets me with a big hug the second I step my foot out of the car. Riley and Dallas are wide eyed. "This is Tommy? Your step dad? Like Tommy freaking Stevens?" (This seems crazy to have this part in here, when the stalker became such a big part of the series, but this is kind of a fun scene, regardless.) Tommy says, "In the flesh, dude. Nice to meet you," and gives them each a warm handshake.
Dallas turns to me and says, "Um, that would make your mom Abby Johnston?"
"Yeah." I smile sheepishly.
"No wonder you look like her," he laughs.
Tommy puts one arm around each boy's neck and says, "Come on. I'll introduce you to everyone. Your mom's in makeup, baby, go say hi."
So I do, end up crying, telling her all about Dawson and why he's not with me.
"It's his loss, Kiki. And maybe he will change his mind."
"Well he might, but I won't," I state emphatically. "No way I will take him back. After how he treated me?"
Mom says, "People make mistakes sometimes, and an old girlfriend, that you have wanted but couldn't have and now she wants you. Think about how you would feel if Brooklyn came to school, was telling you how sorry he was, how he wanted you back. How it'd work this time."
I think about that. Hmm. She might be right. I might break up with Dawson and do the same thing.
"You might be right. I just wanna have fun this weekend. I'm so glad I"m here."
"Me too, Kiki, me too."
Then my phone buzzes. I look at the text and can't help but grin.
Mom says, "Who's texting you that brings on that kind of grin? That's who you should be dating."
"Oh, it's the God of all Hotties."
"What'd he say?"
"Said he saw my video..."
"Oh my gosh, Keatyn, what video??!!" Mom says in a panic. "TELL ME you and Gorgeous DID NOT make a video!"
"Mom, calm down. You'll get a wrinkle. The boys and I made a silly pretend rap video on the plane. It's causing quite the stir back at school apparently. Mostly we did it to piss Dawson off." (Calm down, Mom, you'll get a wrinkle! LMFAO!) "I think I need to see this video."
"Uh, oh, shit. Um, you might not really like it, now that I think about it. It's maybe slightly inappropriate."
"I want to see it now."
So I show her.
"Well you are right, it is slightly inappropriate, but wow, talk about a little revenge. And you look amazing. Beautiful, sexy, very grown up. A little sleazy, but that was the point, right? You're playing a role?"
"Yeah, sexy rap video girl."
"You did good, baby. Has he seen it yet?"
"Ha! Yeah. He's pissed! Threw his computer across the room and broke it pissed! Pissed at his brother, pissed at himself. Still not completely sure what to do. Says he wants me, but I think if he doesn't hang out with her he won't know for sure, so I don't know. I don't want to think about it this weekend."
"So what did the hottie say?"
"Oh yeah, I need to reply. Okay, so he said, Saw your video. Love it. Glad you're single. Not glad you're kissing someone else. Think you need to do another one. Kissing me. Wearing boots."
"Boots?"
"I told you, that's what he calls me. Cuz I kicked the soccer ball at him and scored wearing my cowboy boots and a dress."
"Oh yeah. What are you going to say back?"
"I don't know. What do I say to that?" I grab mom's arm. "And omg, MOM, the other day, when I was tutoring him, he told me someday we are going to France, and he's going to ask me to marry him at the top of the Eiffel Tower at sunset."
"Damn, he sounds like a keeper."
"No. He's the player. No actually, he's the stealth player. Like the stealth fighter. He's a real player, but he pretends not to be."
Mom's makeup girl says, "Done!"
And Mom says, "Let's go meet these boys." (I really do love Keatyn and her mom's relationship. And it's sad how they missed out on months of it because of Vincent. But this scene just makes me smile.) She's amazing, natural, graceful when she meets them. They are both shell shocked. Probably because like most boys in American, they have probably beaten off to her picture on occasion. I wish I was more like her. Wish boys would meet me and be shell shocked. Not think about going back to their gorgeous, perfect ex girlfriends.
I finally text Aiden back. And the thought just crossed my mind that I have not seen or heard about Aiden hooking up with, or even making out with any other girls. But that can't be right, cuz he's a player, right? But he's a stealth player, we decided that, so he must hook up girls like below the radar or something. Or he has a radar jamming device. Or something. I guess I really don't know how a stealth works exactly.
Me: How many other girls have you kissed since school started?
Aiden: Just you <3 Do you really wanna go to France with me?
Me: I didn't mean to say that.
Aiden: But you did :) Me: My family has a house in France, pass class, with at least a B and we'll go.
Aiden: Gonna start studying right now :) When are you gonna be back?
Me: Sunday, like 6ish.
Aiden: Tutoring, my room, 7pm Me: Tutoring, LIBRARY, 7pm Aiden: We can't make a video in the library.
Me: Says who?
Sunday, September 25th She forbid us to say your name.
don't care what time it is We have a great weekend with my family. The girls are in love with Wiley and Dalley. They even got Riley to sit still for them while they did his hair. He had about, oh, 7,000, give or take a few, mini multicolored snap barrettes in his hair, each one as close to the scalp as possible, with little tufts of hair sticking straight up. I took a few photos to keep and use as blackmail, should I ever need it. (I can so picture Riley doing this for K's little sisters. So sweet!) We're flying back home when Dallas says, "So when I got there and met Tommy and your mom, I really thought you were nuts for not telling everyone who your parents were. I was thinking like that would be so cool and the first thing I would want to tell people. But after the whole trying to just go out to dinner last night and the photographers, I can see why you just like being Kiki. That would get old."
"Yeah, I don't have to deal with that too often. Sometimes shopping in LA, or a movie premier or something. I was photographed a lot when it was just Mom and me, when I was younger, with my dad and stuff, she had done movies, but hadn't really hit it big until I was about eight, a couple years before my dad died. Then she met Tommy on set and things got kinda outta control. Their whirlwind romance, her getting pregnant, them not being married, his bad boy image, like all of it together is crazy. But after my dad died, I spent a lot of time with my grandparents in East Texas and the rest of the time I stayed in Malibu. It's pretty quiet and protected where we live, so I can chill on the beach and not worry too much. But yeah, I wanted to go somewhere where I was just me, and people were my friends because of me, not who my parents are, you know?" (Okay, I can kind of hate on her here. Because, grow up. Please.) "No, I don't know, but I can understand that."
"I mean, I know it will come out eventually. Mom wants me to walk the red carpet with her and Tommy when her new movie premieres in the states. It's like sometime in December. So that will be probably when people start to take notice, and I probably shouldn't be making naughty rap videos after that."
"That was so fun," Dallas says wistfully.
"And really, we did a good job," Riley says.
"No. You did a good job editing it. Really, Riles, you're very talented."
"Thanks, baby. So whatcha gonna do about my brother?"
"I have no idea. Nothing I guess. See what's happened this weekend. I have a tutoring thing with Aiden when we get back, but then I suppose I should find out, huh?"
"Do you want me to ask Dawes? I mean I think I would want to know before I got there."
"Back to the real world, huh? And naw, I think I know someone I can ask."
"Who?"
"Jake."
"Well text him."
Me: So...heading back to school, need the scoop on what went down with Peyton and Dawson. Do you know?
Jake: He hung out with her Friday night, don't know if they did anything. Seems like not, no one saw them kiss, but who knows. They also were sitting together on Saturday at lunch, but Bryce thought they seemed awkward.
Me: So are they back together?
Jake: Don't think so. You would think if they were it would be all lovey dovey right? And it doesn't seem that way. He told Ace he screwed up letting you leave without him, and he was stupid for thinking he wanted her back. I think he kinda got an ego trip out of it. If I had an ex like her that wanted me back, I'd go back to her, screw her and then say, nawwww, I don't think it's gonna work.
Me: Bitter much? Take it you aren't on team Peyton anymore?
Jake: No way, and hey there are posters like all over school all pink and black and scrolly. Like I mean they are EVERYWHERE and they even hung them down the halls in my dorm. Well, so maybe I helped :) Me: Awww:) French weekend is going to be sooo fun. So did you hang with Vanessa?
Jake: Yep. Made out with her RIGHT in front of Peyton.
Me: naughty :) Jake: But I don't think I am going to ask her to HC.
Me: Why not?
Jake: Well me and Mags kinda bonded over posters.
Me: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jake: Yeah, maybe. She's cute. We kissed. Tell me she's not all prude.
Me: She's not all prude.
Jake: :D Riley says, "I'm gonna text Dawes. See what he's thinking."
Riley: Headed back home, how did things turn out this weekend? You and P back together?
Dawson: This weekend sucked. And no we're not.
Riley: My weekend was AWESOME!!! Kiki's family is so cool, we flew on a brand new G6, drank Dom, partied, met a bunch of famous people on a movie set, had a dinner at this amazing place. Best food I have ever had in my life. Met her adorable little sisters, let them fix my hair, got invited a movie premiere in December, to France over maybe over Christmas, got closer to Kiki and Dallas, pretty much the best weekend of my life. <3 (Part of me wishes this could have happened <3) Dawson: Has Keatie read my Facebook statuses?
Riley: Nope.
Dawson: Things weren't the same with Peyton. Keatie changed me. And I didn't even realize it. Peyton seems all black and white, compared to Keatie's vivid color. I was so stupid. Has she said ANYTHING about me?
Riley: No, she forbid us to say your name.
Dawson: :( What should I do?
Riley: Try to talk to her I guess. You hurt her. You need to figure out a way to make it up to her.
"So sounds like things aren't going to work out with Peyton and him. So what are you gonna do? You gonna take him back?"
"I don't think so. At least not for a while."
"Wanna make him suffer, huh?"
"No. That's not it at all. I want to make sure I feel okay about us. And after what he did, I just don't have much faith in him, in us, anymore. Riley, I also have a question."
"Shoot."
"You told me Aiden's a player. Why did you say that?"
"I don't know, just knew he's dated a lot of different girls."
"Is it because of how he looks that girls like crush on him?"
"Yeah, maybe."
"Cuz he told me I'm the only girl he's kissed so far this school year. That doesn't sound like a player to me. I mean, geeze Riley, how many have you kissed?"
"Like a dozen or so?"
"My point exactly."
"Are you thinking about Aiden?" (Yes!) "No, I just have to keep tutoring him, but he bugs me, I can't picture us together."
Dallas says, "Actually I could totally see you together."
"Why?"