Chapter 2:
Cassidy
"You have plans with me remember?" He smirked. What is it with boys and smirks are they too damn lazy that they can't even lift the other side of their cheeks to form a smile. I mean I'm lazy too but come on
"For all I know you could be a crack whore axe murderer disciple of Satan" I smirked. Okay I'm a hypocrite, get over it.
"I'm sorry but I believe the man that suits that description has left not too long ago" he spoke with the most serious tone I've ever heard, which caused me to laugh. This guy has made me laugh more than I have since I was born.
"You're okay" I smiled. I now realized I haven't properly introduced myself and likewise
"Oh please compared to him. I'm more than okay" he scowled. I arched any eyebrow at him failing to see his point of continuously bringing Dylan up.
"Such modesty" I praised sarcastically where in he faked a curtesy so badly executed that the queen of England would have him beheaded if he were at her majesty's presence
"So shall we milady?" He said in a posh accent so extremely faked that you could feel the Australian deep through his Adam's Apple.
"Again you could be an axe murderer" I spoke slowly emphasizing each word.
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I didn't know how I was now stranded with him inside a ferris wheel booth at the top of Melbourne's finest amusement park grabbing on to the handles for dear life trembling in fear as the boy beside me laughed to his heart's content, but one thing I was sure of his eggs are gonna hatch early.
"You colossal fuckwit! I told you I was terrified of heights" I yelled so hard I swear I could be heard by the people from down below.
He laughed even more at my outburst. How did I get into this situation you might wonder. Let's take a step back
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1 hour earlier"Where are we off to?" I asked scanning my surroundings since I haven't lived here for too long. I was still unfamiliar of this place...and again he could be an axe murderer
"Somewhere fun" he grinned texting on his phone while he drives with one hand. I glared at him and grabbed his phone
"The fuck?" He glared at me. I raised my brows at him as he continues to glare
"On the road" I whacked his head. Which made him groan 'okay Mum'
"Shut up Hunter my mum died in a car crash" I gritted my teeth at his inconsiderate response.
"Shit...I'm s-" he started but I didn't wanna hear it
"I'm just busting your balls she's fine "I chuckled going through his photos. Tool Pics, typical.
"For fucks sake" he breathed out now more focused on the road.
"Wow he's hot" I spoke referring to boy beside him where in it appears to be they were at warped tour. I examined the picture a little further only to see Vic Fuentes singing in the backgrounds. Good taste
"I'm hotter" he said just as he snatched his phone off my hands and parked the car and hopped out I did the same and looked at all the beautiful structures that formed the brilliantly lot park it was nearly reaching sundown and the lights contrasted greatly with horizon
"Wow"
"Never open the door when you're riding with a man" he scolded once beside me. I rolled my eyes and walked toward the entrance and was about to pay the lady when Hunter caught up to me and started spewing bullshit out his mouth.
"Couple's Discount" he winked at the lady who noticeably swooned. Easy catch. I rolled my eyes how pathetic. She quickly batted her lashes and grinned much like Jeff the killer
"My shifts almost over" she purred seemingly having eye sex with Hunter that I mentally cringed
"Sorry, but I'm occupied" he quickly swooped my waist and grabbed the two entrance bands the girl in he booth had dangling on her index finger.
"Smooth real smooth Casanova" I scoffed removing his arm latched on to my waist.
"Oh cmon it was entertaining" I have to admit it was but I would never tell him that. I checked the rides that were available at the said 'Couple's Discount' entrance fee
1. Ferris Wheel- Fuck No
2. Tunnel Of Love- boring
3. Enchanted Garden- boring
4. Cupid's Home- debatable
5. Horror House- Hell Yeah"Horror house"
"Ferris Wheel"We said at the same time. I suggested a game of rock, paper, scissors and it was a brilliant a idea fair play. No way anyone could cheat and we could accompany each other to the ride of our choice. Fool proof
"You cheated!" I yelled because for the fifth time I lost and it was inevitable to escape the wrath of the said ride
"No I didn't. Chicken" he smirked and begun making chicken noises. I grew angry as he mocked me and made point of heading straight for the ride
Worst Idea Of My Existence
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"Hunter get me down or you'll be viewing your testicles from a jar!" I screamed hearing laughter from down below. Wow am I really that loud?
"No dumbass were already on the ground" oh I said that out loud? Hunter chuckled holding his hand out for my trembling hands to take but instead I lunged my foot into his baby makers.
"Fuck You" Know not to mess with a badass ballerina that could make you vomit your testicles out your mouth
This friendship had just turned a complete 180 and I don't think we could recover from it because at this moment
Hunter Knight is the Enemy
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Romance"Oh please, Hunter even if I can speak FUCK OFF in six languages, and I can, I know you won't leave me alone" "Got that right, tiny dancer" Cassidy Hale never wanted to be tangled up in a mess only known as Hunter Knight but during the unfortunate...