Circle Jerk
KB Cinder

New house, new job, new me, right?
Not quite.
For one, I can’t totally reinvent myself with a kid in tow, so hair dye will have to do.
Second, this new adventure brought Knox.
You know, the neighborhood jerk and all-around A-hole, Knox Brighton?
Or as my son calls him: the circle jerk.
Hey, I laughed, too.
Obviously, I’m winning at this parenting thing.
Anyway, Knox always creeps up at the worst times and leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Until one day, he didn’t.
He put his tongue there instead.
With that kiss came an offer I couldn't refuse.
One that took "faking it" to a new level.
Let's hope this fake relationship doesn't lead to any real feelings.