“Okay it's settled, we will have to meet again to talk about it, my place?”
“Okay but only because you have servants that would probably make delicious snacks”
A smirk played on his lips.
“Why do you need additional snacks when you already have a snack here”
I laughed hysterically and looked at him.
“If you're referring to yourself as a snack I'd rather eat only vegetables”
“Wow, princess, that hurt” he placed a hand to his chest and feigned heartache.
My eyes glanced at the clock that hung high on the wall in my sitting room.<
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Cara pulls on my arm, I annoyingly pull her arm of mine and glare at her but the look on her face is scarier than mine so I cower back.“Cara can you please just go say hi on your own?” I just think it's weird to go say hi after I lied to him about being able to talk.She scrunches up her face and folds her hands, “Why?”“I don't feel too good, maybe I'll just head home”“I know you're lying. It's not like anyone’s waiting for you at home besides Shane would soon be all over me and I need you to keep him off but before that follow me to go say hi”She takes the first steps towards him and I join be
“Cara wake up” I yelled as I shook herShe turned and murmured.“why?”I continued to shake her.“We have school today”And she continued to mumble“But it’s Sunday we don’t have to go to school”I sighed loudly.“It’s Wednesday”Her eyes immediately popped open.“It’s Wednesday, why didn’t you say so”I ignor
“Okay it's settled, we will have to meet again to talk about it, my place?” “Okay but only because you have servants that would probably make delicious snacks” A smirk played on his lips. “Why do you need additional snacks when you already have a snack here” I laughed hysterically and looked at him. “If you're referring to yourself as a snack I'd rather eat only vegetables” “Wow, princess, that hurt” he placed a hand to his chest and feigned heartache. My eyes glanced at the clock that hung high on the wall in my sitting room.
Samuel Russo was the second most annoying person I had ever met in my whole life. So I had no idea why I was still waiting in the coffee shop near the school for him.Maybe it had something to do with the fact that we had a history to do and it was going to be graded, even if I wasn't in control of my life I wished to be in control of my grades.I brought out my phone and began taking some notes on the topic as I slowly drank from my cup of hot chocolate that was labeled coffee to make me look mature.One hour had passed and he didn't show up. I packed my bag and left the shop. The more I tried to wrap my head around the situation, the more anger built inside of me. It was hard but I decided to forgive him and gave him another chance and this is how he decided to pay me back by standing m
'You know I want you it's not a secret I try to hide,I know you want me so don't keep saying our hands are tied, you claim it's not in the tide',Running a towel through my wet hair, I walked out of my bathroom and followed the sound of my ringing tone, it was from my favorite movie, 'the greatest showman', my phone lay on a side of my bed, I sang along as I picked the phone up and answered the call, it was my mum."Hey mum what's up", I dressed as I spoke,"Your sister wants to talk to you", I could hear her tell my sister to calm down as she handed the phone over to her"Hello Bree, how are you? I miss you so much", Diane's cute little voice filled my ear,
"Wait"I turned around and stared at him."What?"I was a little bit irritated. I hated it whenever Diane was sick. It always puts tension on all of us because we honestly never know if she'll leave the hospital alive, but I'm grateful that she always does and hopefully always will."You left your book", he went into his room and came back out with the book and pen I was using to jot our project on."Thanks but it's yours, I didn't come with anything, the book was on your desk"."Oh it is", a shade of embarrassment filled his cheeks a bit.My gaze rested on his hair, I just noticed that he looked better with mess