Novel & Cerita When Is National Fake Friend Day

She smiled brightly, then her head tilted, noticing my expression. “Why do you look so sad? You just won the lottery!” She nagged. “It’s fake,” I replied. I couldn’t hold it in. Apart from the fact that I needed them to understand the situation, I couldn’t lie to my close friends. “He’s forcing me. He has something on me, and he’s using it to make me his fake girlfriend. He needs to fix his reputation.” I explained and the room went silent. Jenna and Annette exchanged glances, then they both started laughing.

A few seconds later, a notification popped up to inform him of the recent money transfer. "Thank you," Nathan said. "Are you free tomorrow?" Daniel asked. "Probably." Nathan tried to recall whether he had anything that he needed to do tomorrow and could not think of anything. "Why?" "Would you like to go out with me?" Nathan blinked. "Are you asking me out on a fake date?" "Yes," Daniel replied. "We should act like an actual couple, and that includes dates. This way we can have photos and memories if anyone ever asks us, and it will be more convincing as well."

I do. I bolt up out of my chair and look at my friends. With a conviction I didn’t have earlier, I confidently reply, “We can’t mark each other until we are 30 and haven’t found our true mates. If we find our mates, this contract relationship is void and ends immediately.” A wave of heat flows off my father as his fingers tighten around his pen. I quickly look at my friends and, with my eyes, beg them to agree. Luckily, the other alphas nod and in unison say, “I agree.”

I greeted Rodrick, my punk friend, and he teased me about not remembering Shane. “Seems like you’ve been flirting with a lot of girls lately that you can’t remember some of them.” He grinned. If he just knew, I barely have time to date women these past few weeks because I am too busy following Shane behind, especially since the incident at the mall happened. I am sure that the enemy of Mr. Croven is just around, watching her intently. I noticed her playing temple run on her phone and interrupted her. She doesn’t really have a choice but to talk to me because her friends are too busy hooking up with people they just met tonight.

But again, what choice do I have? “Fine.” The words feel as if I'm swallowing glass. “I will do it. I will be your fake mate.” Something flashes in his eyes. Relief? Triumph? I can't tell. “Good.” He pulls out his phone. “We start tomorrow. I will pick you up at noon. We need to be seen together, convince people this is real.” My breath catches. “Wait, tomorrow? I need time to—” “We don't have time. The sooner we establish this relationship, the more believable it will be. So, tomorrow noon, be ready.”

“Us. Together. Holding hands at some market, me laughing at your dumb jokes, you kissing my cheek at a banquet. Whatever makes us look stupidly in love. People eat that crap up. They’ll forget the rumors in a week.” He stared at me for a long second. Then I laughed. Real laugh, head back. “You want to fake date me. Publicly.” “Exactly.” He leaned forward, elbows on the desk. “You know what happens when people pretend something long enough?” I crossed my arms. “What?” “They start believing it. And then they become it.” My stomach flipped but I kept my face blank. “Not gonna happen.” He smirked. “Wanna bet?” I lifted my chin. “Name your terms.”

“And I can help end it. Tell everyone we're dating and no one will pay attention to what happened in the locker room and the dorm. They'll even think it's an invasion of privacy and take down their articles.” “Not Kelsey though.” “Come on. Let's give it a shot. You won't know till you try it.” “I’m not dating you.” “Then I'll leave.” “Fine,” I hissed. “Jesus. I'll date you. Fake-date you.” “Yay.” Jericho giggled and threw her arms around me. I barely caught myself and we tumbled to the floor. Just then, I heard the sound of a camera click and turned. Kelsey Sawyer had taken our picture and this time she winked.

“This is sick, sick, very sick.” She chuckled when she heard me. “Hey don't go crazy on me yet, I went through a lot to plan all these.” “Don't tell me you killed…. You are her best friend for godsake!” I screamed out loud, my heart pounding loudly in my ribcage. Joko doubled over in laughter. “Friend?, why would I want to be friends with that selfish bitch who only thinks about a dead man?” She asked, when she saw the look of surprise in my eyes, the smile on her lips got wider.