It wasn't me

Chapter two

"I have two questions for you, and I will like you to answer them quickly because I am really tired. It's Saturday and you have me a little confused." I looked at the idiot, as I began to ask him my questions.

"First of all. How did you know where I lived? Secondly, why are you here?"

I stood impatiently, as I awaited his answer.

"Well, I asked your friend Jessica for your address, and I'm here because I would like to know if you you have something of mine".

"And why would I have something of yours?" I asked in a rather frustrated tone. His voice sounded like the ocean, and seeing him in his grey sweater and black sweat pants, made me want to devour him. He looked so perfect, but his attitude was dispicable.

"Well, remember yesterday when you so clumsily bumped into me?" I ignored the question and I rolled my eyes. I saw a slight smile form on his face. He's so cute!! A little voice in my head said.

I'll admit. He was cute, but he was way too disrespectful and I couldn't bring myself to be with someone like that.

"Well, I'm missing something of great value to me and I will most appreciate it if you will give it back to me." Whoa. Was this guy serious? Was he actually accusing me without even asking first to see if I had his.... his whatever he wants?

I looked at him with unbelief in my eyes. I couldn't believe the kind of nerve this guy had. I couldn't help but laugh a little. I broke into soft laughter, looked at him and I slammed the door shut in his face. That'll teach his adorably rude ass a lesson. The tiny voice in my head stated again.

"This guy is unbelievable. I wonder what is it he's lost?" I said to myself. While walking to my bedroom, I heard the annoying knock again. "Oh my goodness! I told you I don't have it!" I shouted as I yanked the door open. I saw a glimpse of frustration and anger in his eyes.

"Listen! I need that back! And I need it now!!!!" This dude actually had the audacity to shout at me.

"I told you idiot! I don't know what you're talking about and whatever it is... I....don't.... haaavvveeee iiiitttttttt!!!!!" This dude was really starting to get on my last nerve. I don't care how hot he was. He was really rude.

"Just give it to me dammit!"

"You're impossible! I basically told you on several occasions that I don't have... whatever you think I have! Besides, how could I know if I have it or not if you won't even tell me what in the hell it is!!" I got so mad. I think my face turned from cream to red and my long blonde hair turned black. I also think I felt steam coming out from my ears.

"Fine! I'll tell you what it is. It's a card!" He yelled at me. He probably thought he could have scared me, but guess again buddy, I don't get scared easily.

"What does the card have on it nitwit?"

"It has names and numbers. Numbers that you don't know. So. Have you seen a strange card lying around your apartment or maybe in your bag or stack of books?" Oh, so now he asks if I have the dumb card or not.

"I haven't seen anything, but if I do, I'll be sure to tell you okay." I calmed my tone down a little.

He looked at me and he had a confused look on his face. He was staring at me with cringed eyebrows.

"What!?... Do you still need something idiot? Or do just like to make stupid faces?" I'll admit I was being super mean, but this guy was a real jerk and I had to teach him a lesson or two.

"It's nothing really. It's just that, I just realized that you're extremely beautiful and your attitude sucks. How does such a cute girl have such a terrible attitude?"

Was he really serious? Was he really insulting me again? Was he really complimenting and insulting me at the same time?

"My attitude suits you then.... if it's so terrible" I crossed my arms, leaned against the door frame, and spoke with a sinister smile on my face.

"You're a little fire cracker aren't you? Anyway. If you see my card please return it to me, or bad things will happen on your path."

This guy was unbe-frickin-lievable!!!!!

I was about to say something, but he interrupted me with his annoyingly sexy voice.

"Bye fire cracker" He said with a smile, and turned his back to me and left.

I slammed the door and went to my room. "Asshole" I whispered angrily to myself.

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