INICIAR SESIÓNKehlani “Oh, please. I don't even want to hear all that.” I Covered my ears. “Trevor, you're going to be late if we keep on talking like this. I need to go home.”His brows immediately furrowed as he glanced up from his watch. “What? Come on. You can stay.”“No. I can't.”“Why?”I laughed. “Because I have a home.” “So?”“So?” I stood up. “So, I'm going there.” I replied in deep exasperation. “Why do you always let me talk too much?” I walked past him and he followed behind to the entrance. The dog still trailing behind. “You are a terrible girlfriend.” He laments. I stopped halfway, abruptly and he almost bumped into me. “Today is just the first day and you're already complaining?” I cocked my head. He leaned against the wall, staring at me somehow like I owed him something or like he was yearning. The way he always stared. I turned, raising my index fingers. “It's a terrible fake girlfriend.” I smiled. “Stop confusing yourself.”“We've been dating for approximately 10 hours.”I
Kehlani I froze, his words got me struck. I turned slowly to stare at him. Family? Us? Really? His face turned pale and he smiled in a nervous manner, looking away like he regretted what he said. We remained silent and I just folded my arms and arched my head back. “Okay. That was just a joke.” He cleared his throat. “So, what are we cooking?”“Ahh. Wait. That was really a joke right?” I blinked. “Uhh, maybe. Maybe not.”I walked closer to him, slowly till I closed the gap between us. “Maybe not is fine.” I said with a low voice and he smirked. Then bent his head so close that our lips were almost touching. “Why? Is it bad if we do?” He whispered. His breath was so minty, I was lost. No. Don't show him that he's capable of being powerful. I laughed and pushed him back. “Excuse me, Trevor Casper. You and I are done after this semester. By then, I'm going back to my normal life and I'll be with the love of my life. He could be a handsome CEO of a company or a hot mafia guy with tat
Kehlani By the time I had reached Trevor's gate, I slammed my hands hard against the horn. Not twice or thrice but multiple times. Then I started doing it rhythmically. Like I was composing some kind of symphony. I laughed, knowing I was making noise. The Security camera thought I lost my mind. I was halfway through my masterpiece when Trevor stormed outside from the gate. He gave me a stressed look and I knew he was tired and annoyed from the noise. “You gotta stop doing that!” he shouted. I lowered my window, acting like I didn't hear what he said. “What?!”“You have any idea how loud that is?”I cupped a hand over my ear. “What? I can't hear you!”He slumped his shoulders and I grinned. Suddenly he walked back to the gate and pressed something. The sleek gates began sliding open. Finally, I drove inside and parked near the front entrance. By the time I stepped out, Trevor was folding his arms, and had an unimpressed expression on his face. I closed the car door and sighed happil
KehlaniI woke up as the morning light streamed through my apartment window, landing directly across my face. I tossed and groaned. The alarm had gone off twice. The third one made me stretched my hand to the stand and I silenced it before pulling the sheets over my head. My sleep is about to be interrupted by this early morning class we have In less than an hour. Bullshit. I rubbed my eyes and could only remember yesterday's event. Trevor, at the end of the day being my project partner. I don't even understand why the memories kept flooding. His house, dog, his body. Like he was from the vogue magazine. I shouldn't have fainted yesterday. Yesterday was a total disaster. I screamed into my pillow and slapped myself hard to stop thinking about him and pulled the blanket away, forced myself out of bed and stepped onto the cold floor. I headed towards the bathroom and brushed my teeth. As I watched myself in the mirror, I still can't help but wonder, the collaborator I've been searchin
Kehlani I raised my finger up. “Before we go on with this, before you say whatever you're about to say, let me make something clear.”“Okay?”“I'm really serious about this.” I warned. He chuckled. “Go on.”The way he smiled. So amazing that he could charm me with it. I sat straighter. “If we're doing this fake relationship thing, we're doing it my way. Do you understand?”“Your way?”“Yes, my way. Now, listen.”“Okay. All ears.” He lays his back on the couch and placed his legs up above the the couch, folding his arms. His socked feet were almost brushing my body. “Rule number one, this is fake.”“Yeah. I never said it was real.”“Let me finish. I mean fake fake, no romance, no intimacy. No flirting, no touching. Unless handshakes for agreement or formal hugs for filming.” I looked at his face and he was grinning. “What? This isn't funny.” “Oh, shit.” He threw his head back and I threw another pillow at him but he caught it. “Seriously, why react that way? Your plans are ruined
Trevor. She turned and her hair flipped along, seeing me close, she took a step backwards. Then adjust her hair back of her ears. My mind has been like a rollercoaster since I saw her in the kitchen. Different thoughts, I still can't believe I found her. Or no, she found me. We found ourselves. She's changed over three years. Before, she would be nervous, but all I see now is a bold, confident girl. Damn, what has she been consuming? Her beauty is ethereal. No girl comes close. “How do you have my picture here?” She folded her arms, staring at me keenly like I owed her an explanation. “I mean, do you know I did this?”I nod, brushing my hands through my hair. “From Golden lens. Sorry, I'm just a big fan of you, I told Kathy Jensen about it. She told me I could go ahead and have the picture.”She scoffed. “What?”“I know. I know. It sounds weird. I had to plead.” His hands brushed the painting. “I admired this alot.”“How? You know nothing about art.” “You're right. But the day I st
Kehlani The hall went silent. Heads turned, quiet. As a graveyard. Elliot fuming, like he was ready to pounce on beat someone, looking down on Trevor who was barely bothered. Trevor just smiled. Elliot's jacket was on the floor and he was just on his singlet, eyes gleaming with anger. I don't just
KehlaniI laughed. “Oh, please. That's normal.” I pulled a strand of my hair, twisting it shyly. “We both miss each other.” He nods. “Cool. How are you? Fake girlfriend?” He wrapped his arms around my waist, giving me a sultry look. Gosh, I was so not ready for this. The way he looked at me, like
Kehlani I smiled. Happiness swirling around me as I watched Trevor. He looked so cool, super cute, adorable and sexy. All in one. I mean, any girl would be so damn lucky to want him, just like that had said earlier in the bus. I was his fake girlfriend but….“Kehlani, come over here.” Olive called
Kehlani. The bus kept on going and headway lines turned into a blur. Olive was out cold twenty minutes earlier, resting on my shoulders. There would be no need waking her up to see the beautiful place, as we were already approaching Bakersfield slowly, according to the driver. Olive's already been







