Kayla Lauren Age Novels & Stories

She is tiny though at 5’0” with long straight black hair and green-grey eyes. “Cyara how old are you?” I ask. “I just turned 18 two months ago.” She answers quietly. You can tell she is shy. Well being around all these outgoing and confident women it shouldn’t take her too long to come out of her shell. I look over at Kaycie and she is talking to Cyara. I have to smile because they kinda have the same personality. Kaycie was the same way when she first moved here. She still is shy at times. A smile breaks out on my face when I see that ring on her finger. I still can’t believe that she said yes.

Kelly is a beautiful 24-year-old woman who dresses like she's just stepped off the cover of Vogue. Her scarf perfectly accents her outfit and I can sense the other girls sizing her up. They look sexy as hell in their tight shorts and mid-drift barring tops "So what was the problem you needed help with?" Kelly asks Lauren as she takes a bite of pancakes with no syrup. "Just boy issues," Lauren shrugs like it's not big deal. I wonder if she lies this easily or if she had already come up with something when she sent the text.

-The heart knows when the search is over.-. -Bliss "Come on! It'll be fun!" Kaylee a girl of 20 years old sitting on her apartment bed said to her best friend sitting opposite her, Isabelle who was reading a novel. "Can't we just celebrate it in here. I'll make cake!" Isabelle replied looking up from her novel. "You're no fun! We've had your cake a zillion times. I'm tired of it. Let's just try it tonight. If we go, I'll make food for a month." She persuaded.

And it was mainly my fault for being lax with them. They were skilled but just barely above average. And with the appearance of Tristan, surely this was going to change. "What's the excitement about?" I asked them regardless of whether Steven, who should have an answer, was present or not. Kayla smiled and then spoke up; she was the youngest, brown long hair, and an overall princess appearance. Many of the other betas claimed I doted on her more than the rest. But she looked so much like a deer, a cute deer. She had large doe eyes, a slim sharp face, and her long curly hair made her look a bit surreal.

“It’s surprising to hear you got married…I thought you’d never get over me- “You were talking about ages ago, and that ended a long time ago” I used to like Kayla, she was beautiful and bold, a warrior with unwavering courage that make any man appear weak to the knees, Kayla was someone who made it obvious she wanted no commitment, it’s hard to believe but she’s a year older than me, making her the oldest amongst all of us.

I tried to sound casual, but I knew my voice was tinged with anticipation. Kayla let out a low laugh and shook her head, like she was dealing with a love-struck teenager for the first time. "Give it up, Lauren. You know I’ll never tell." She gave me a knowing smile and then narrowed her eyes, pausing for a moment before continuing, now in a lower, more conspiratorial voice. "So, I think you two should meet and, honestly... hook up. Confession here…" She paused dramatically, and my heart raced with anticipation. "You both need it."

It was like he couldn't believe that someone dared to tell him no but instead of being angry at the person, he was just amused. Now, I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. "Yes, No," she repeated, her voice stern and final and I almost relaxed. She was my Aunty Kayla, she was going to make everything right and I'd have nothing to worry about. "We indeed have a daughter but we've kept her away from the public eyes for specific reasons and she's not even eighteen yet and she won't be eighteen till in two full moons' time so she can't be married off."

"We have meetings scheduled with the project managers and local officials." Kaylar nodded, rubbing her temples. "I know, Chad. It's just been overwhelming. But we need to stay on top of this project." "Absolutely," Chad agreed. "We'll ensure everything is in order. Are you ready for next week?" "Ready as I'll ever be," Kaylar replied with a tired smile. "Let's just get through this week first." A week later, Kaylar was seen in the nursery, holding her daughter, Kaylaine. Her gaze was soft as she whispered sweet nothings and played with her. Kaylaine, barely six months old, had sparkling black hair and bright eyes that reminded Kaylar of Wayne.

Rein was avoiding my eye somehow, which was quite strange but I wouldn’t look any further to avoid the suspicious looks, Erica and Mrs. Jackson could give me. I dug in straight into the appealing scrambled eggs before me. “You know, Layla's birthday is in about two weeks. The 12th precisely and I want her to have the best birthday ever. My baby will soon be turning 20 and it will be cool to celebrate her in a grand style.” Mrs. Jackson said with enthusiasm and I remembered that Erica's and i's birthday will also be upcoming, very soon.

"Yeah, yeah I know." Sixteen-year-old Lauren said, her phone lodged between her ear and her shoulder "Beth, I'll be back home before seven. It's just a date. Don't make my dinner. Yeah, love you too." She resolved and cut the call, shutting the door of her locker as she did so.