[Tyler] So Fresh and So Clean Clean

[Mikayla Laurel Garrity]

Mikayla took a sniff of the air around her and turned to look at the girl standing behind her. “ Is that your perfume?” she asked with a disgusted tone to her voice. “… Yeah it’s… it’s bacon scented. The guy at the mall said that it would help attract men,”. Mikayla kept the dumbfounded look on her face as she watched her. “ Garbage men..You smell like burnt ass,” she said before looking away from her and shutting her locker behind her. “ Where are you going, you have French!” one of them called after her. “ Yeah well Ty is probably just getting off the field, and I for one need to talk to him,” she said as she walked backwards. “ I don’t answer to you anyways,” she said with a roll of her eyes before she turned around and headed towards the locker rooms connected to the gym. She looked out the window to see that no one was on the soccer fields, which had to mean that he was still in the locker rooms. Mikayla smiled to herself, turning on the heel of her borrowed boots from Tyler before she pushed her way into the locker room. “ Hi guys,” she said, waving to a few of them who were suddenly covering themselves. “ Kayla, how can you go around wearing that stuff, don’t you get cold?” someone asked and Mikayla smiled, “ It’s fucking Mikayla, and no.. but since you’re using a hand towel to cover yourself,.. apparently you do,” she offered as she kept walking, knowing that Tyler’s locker was near the back. “ He’s in the showers!” one of his teammates called out. “ Oh, thanks!” she called out before she made her way towards them. “ Ty?” she questioned before finding him. She smiled as she spotted his shower, leaning in to give him a quick kiss before she stepped back. “ Are you still driving me to rehearsals tonight? Cause I’ll need a ride home too if you do that, and I don’t want to put you out.. I mean I can drive myself, I don’t know why you would waste two trips.. and I think we should have Chinese for dinner tonight if you plan on staying over with me again, she said as she leaned against the wall of the shower.

Outfit

[Tyler James Kingsley]

Tyler ran a hand over his hair and shook it out, sweat shaking slightly from the ends and grabbed a clean towel before he headed to the shower. He was pretty pumped for spring soccer, even if it wasn't any official games. Tyler caught up with Scott on his way over to the showers, "hey have you heard anything about this weekend?" "Yeah," Scott said, grabbing a towel himself, "Paul Jenson is having a party I heard, parents going out of town. You think you're gonna be there?" Tyler shrugged, turning the water on, "Uh, it depends on work and stuff, I bet Kayla might want to go." "You should ask her." Tyler left the towel hanging outside the shower and stepped under the water, rinsing his hair out and letting it run over his face when he heard the guys shouting in the locker room, a few cat calling. He stopped, letting his hands drop to his sides and over heard 'It's fucking Mikayla...' and he grinned. That was just like her to barge into the boys locker room. Tyler wasn't shocked when she slid the curtain back slightly and stuck her head in and he leaned down to kiss her, grabbing some soap and rubbed it over his head. "Yeah I can take you to rehearsal, I have to run over to the label to drop off some footage I edited and talk to Collin, I'll probably be done around the same time. Chinese sounds good." He said, his hair full of suds and out of habit, worked his hair into a mohawk. "So I heard there's a big party going on this weekend at Jenson's, if you wanna go."

[Mikayla Laurel Garrity]

Kayla smiled as he leaned down to kiss her. It felt so warm and steamy inside there, and then just foggy where she was standing. She hummed quietly to herself when he agreed to drop her off at rehearsal and pick her up. She wasn’t aware he had work tonight, so that was really nice of him. “ Dinner’s on me then. A party sounds great, where’d you hear about it?” she questioned. “ Scott, he’s right there” Tyler said before gesturing to the shower beside him. “ Oh,” Kayla said before standing up straight and moving the curtain back on Scott’s shower. “ Hey Scotty!” she said happily before waving to him and shutting his curtain again. “ We’re doing harness work at rehearsals tonig-“ she started off before hearing a couple of the teammates talking loudly. “ Hey Coach Douglas!” they all chanted out. “ Shit,” Kayla said beneath her breath quickly before she moved the curtain and jumped inside the shower with Tyler before shutting it again. When she looked up and saw the grin on his face she reached her arm up and punched him in the collar bone. But then frowned slightly as his soap Mohawk started to fall to the side. Kayla brought her finger to her lips to gesture for him to be quiet before she brought her hands up and fixed his hair.

[Tyler James Kingsley]

Tyler laughed when he heard Scott jump in the shower next door, "Oh!, God, Mikayla..." and Tyler shook his head. Tyler continued washing the sweat off his body as Kayla continued to tell him about her rehearsal and promptly stopped, both of them hearing Coach. Kayla quickly jumped into the shower beside him and shut the curtain behind her, Tyler grinning, "Oh hey," he teased, as she punched his collar bone. She motioned for him to be quiet and he leaned his head down while she fixed his hair, looking at her shoes, "Hey," he said quietly, "Those are mine, you're getting them all wet. Should probably take those off," he joked, tugging at her shirt, "And your shirt. And, while you're at it, your pants are gonna get pretty wet." He said still trying not to laugh out loud. "Should PROBABLY take those off. Is this a new tutu? What a shame, it's getting ruined..." he laughed slightly, before pausing, not moving. "Hey, where's Kingsley at?" Tyler froze looking at Kayla, as a group of guys snickered, "He's in the shower." "Oh, hey Kingsley? Tyler!" he heard coach yell in his direction, "Uh... Yeah coach?" "You didn't turn in your permission slip to go to the art museum tomorrow, I don't want to keep tracking you down! Don't forget if you don't get the extra points, you aren't passing my class. I wanna see you graduate." Tyler let out a breath. Coach was also his humanities teacher. "Yeah sorry, I'll bring it tomorrow, I swear." "Alright. Good job today guys, let's hurry it up, you got five minutes until bell." Tyler looked at Kayla, "So wanna forge my mom's name on that permission slip? Getting her to sign it would require going home," he smiled.

[Mikayla Laurel Garrity]

Kayla rolled her eyes as Tyler was commenting everything that she was wearing and how it was getting wet or ruined, but she also couldn’t help but smile. “ Well you shouldn’t leave your shoes for me to wear,” she whispered back, but paused upon hearing the coach starting to talk to Tyler. She widened her eyes at him , as though there were something he could do. But a coach wasn’t going to come over to the shower was he? There had to be a jillion laws against that. But she narrowed her eyes at Tyler as she listened to what was going on in the conversation. “ You aren’t doing your homework,” she whispered accusingly, without a hint of question in her tone. “Of course I’ll sign your moms name,” she said as she brought her arms up to wrap them around his neck, even if it meant the water was coming down on her forearms. ‘Five minutes..’ she said with a wiggle of her eyebrows. Kayla stood on her toes as she moved closer to him to kiss him, ignoring the fact that her hair would probably be ruined. She smiled as she felt the soapy bubbles on his skin underneath her fingertips before she leaned away slightly, trying to help scrub off some of the soap on his chest as she moved to kiss the side of his neck.

[Tyler James Kingsley]

Tyler rolled his eyes when she mentioned him not doing his homework to which he replied lamely, "I don't have a lot of time for tedious homework," though he knew it was just him with a bad case of senioritus. Tyler smiled, letting his hands slide around her back, knowing she was going to end up looking like she just walked through the rain. "Five minutes." Tyler leaned down to kiss her back, reaching his hand up to mover her hair out of her face, her hair which was now becoming damp. It was probably the fact that they were in a locker room full of guys who knew very well that she and him were in the shower and probably thought it was the best, hottest thing they'd encounter all day. Kayla moved her lips to his neck, apparently going to help him finish his shower. Tyler could hear the comments being made out in the locker room. "Damn i didn't even see Kayla leave." "Yeah because she fucking didn't." "Is she in the shower with Kingsley?" "That's fucking hot." "I swear to god that kid gets laid more than all of us." Tyler didn't really care, they weren't ever really going to understand how things between him and Kayla were. It was funny how five minutes was enough time togforget you were supposed to be heading to class when you were making out with your girlfriend pressed up against you in the shower. Easy to lose track of time. "Hey Ty, don't forget about going to class." Scott. Right, class. Tyler pulled away from Kayla, running a hand over his cleanly rinsed out hair, "Yeah... we should probably head to class. You need to borrow a hoodie?"

[Mikayla Laurel Garrity]

Kayla smiled as he kissed her back, keeping her arms locked tightly around him. But it didn’t really matter what people in the locker room thought. Maybe they slept together a lot – but she believed she still had the core friendship that they used to have in their relationship. Neither of them had a problem just hanging out. Or now that it was getting warmer out,he could skateboard and she could ride her bike. But when Scott reminded them of class, Kayla groaned quietly and hit her forehead against Tyler’s chest. “ Yeah, that would be nice,” she said before giving him another quick kiss and stepping out of the shower. Her hair wasn’t as bad as she thought, but her boots and clothes were. Well, Tyler’s boots. Kayla stepped out of them, picking them up by the back of the leather before she went over to look in a mirror, ringing out what water was in her hair. “ Ty ..you seriously can’t afford to get senioritis. I mean you need to graduate. I’m doing Broadway and looking at colleges, and I’m pretty sure I can get on another show after this, and I want to get my own place. And what will it look like if the guy that I ask to move in with me, is repeating his senior year of high school?” she questioned before taking one of his few clean hoodies out of his locker and pulling it on over herself. “ Look before you freak out..” she said, leaning against the locker as she laid out the clothes he had worn earlier for him to put on again. “ I just thought.. if I get my own place we could.. I mean we could play house for a little bit. You don’t even have to “ move in”. You could just.. stay there. Like three or four nights a week. Or you know like.. every night.” she said while shrugging her shoulders. Kayla waited until he was done getting dressed before she picked up his boots again, heading towards class shoeless and with damp hair.

[Tyler James Kingsley]

Tyler grabbed the towel from outside the shower and shut the water off, wrapping it around himself before pulling the curtain back before heading to his locker. "Yeah Kayla, I know, I know." he said, pulling all his clothes out in a pile, as he lectured him about high school and having to graduate and moving into her apartment, "Kayla, I'm going to graduate, I'm not repeating anything, okay?" This sounded like every conversation he had with his mom lately. He WAS going to graduate. He was. He just needed to focus, but it was hard to focus in school when your girlfriends jumped into the locker room shower with you. Okay focus. What was she saying about apartments? "Move in where?" Kayla stopped him before he could ask any other questions, back tracking a bit and said it wasn't really moving in just sleeping every pretty much every day. "uh yeah." he said as he pulled his shirt over his head, and handed her a sweat shirt, "Here, it doesn't really smell, promise," he joked. Tyler followed her out of the locker room and into the hallway, "So... when are you getting this apartment?"

[Mikayla Laurel Garrity]

“ Don’t ‘ yeah yeah’ me. I’m there with you every step of the way, you poopstain,” she said while making a face at him. “ Look if anyone believes in you, it’s me. More than anything else I believe in, in my entire life,” she said before shaking her head at him. Kayla sighed as he put his shirt on, clearly put off by her idea. It was best just to drop it and never bring it up again. She knew it was going to freak him out. She adjusted the sweatshirt he gave given her over body, clinging her fingers loosely to the boots as she carried them, walking quietly down the hallway. Kayla tilt her head down to smell the sweatshirt; which didn’t smell bad at all. She loved the way Tyler smelled. But of course he was bringing up the apartment again. “At the start of summer so I can get used to the area before committing to college and the show,” she said awkwardly, not wanting to get back on this subject. Tyler was a move at his own pace kind of guy ; on all walks of life. Not to mention whether or not he realized he had already called it ‘her’ apartment. It wasn’t that she didn’t think he loved her, it’s just Tyler was a lot more live in the moment, and Kayla was a lot more of a planner. “ Jared from the show has gone to a couple of the apartments with me to scope them out,” she said before taking in a deep breath, “ Party this weekend should be fun though, it’ll be good to see you play,” she said before stopping in front of their class room.