Kayle's mother had died when she was fifteen and Kayle still wasn't used to the idea of her father with someone else. Her father was a prominent businessman and well-respected. Many women had lusted after him, but he was only interested in one. Her name was Marilyn and she was the owner of a small restaurant on the edge of the city. She was the single mother of one son and Kayle's father was smitten with her. So they got married and before Kayle even knew it, she had a new mother- figure and a big brother who hated her.
Talon is your typical laid- back surfer who thinks Kayle is just a spoiled little princess.
"Be good, Kayle. Marilyn and I need this time together. No parties, no boys, and no driving the hummer or the 'vette." Her father kissed her forehead. Kayle smiled a fake smile before rolling her eyes. "Kayle, I'm serious. Talon will be coming home from university to keep an eye on things. So be nice." Kayle let out a breath before saying, "I am nice. He's the one who hates me." Her father shook his head and then Marilyn came downstairs and they left.
Kayle closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. "They're gone! Party!" She ran to the telphone and began calling her friends. She began to dial a number when she heard the back door open. She peeked through the kitchen and slammed down the phone. "Oh great, Talon's here. This can't get any worse."
Kayle (18): Long blonde hair, blue eyes, and perfect curves. Like a typical rich girl, she is perfectly dressed and like a California girl, she is perfectly tan.
Talon is your typical laid- back surfer who thinks Kayle is just a spoiled little princess.
"Be good, Kayle. Marilyn and I need this time together. No parties, no boys, and no driving the hummer or the 'vette." Her father kissed her forehead. Kayle smiled a fake smile before rolling her eyes. "Kayle, I'm serious. Talon will be coming home from university to keep an eye on things. So be nice." Kayle let out a breath before saying, "I am nice. He's the one who hates me." Her father shook his head and then Marilyn came downstairs and they left.
Kayle closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. "They're gone! Party!" She ran to the telphone and began calling her friends. She began to dial a number when she heard the back door open. She peeked through the kitchen and slammed down the phone. "Oh great, Talon's here. This can't get any worse."
Kayle (18): Long blonde hair, blue eyes, and perfect curves. Like a typical rich girl, she is perfectly dressed and like a California girl, she is perfectly tan.