Chapter 2

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Megan


English class sucks!


Yep, Blake Johnson has mad me hate my favourite subject an because of my hatred for him, I might even fail this subject. Great. Freakin' awesome, I swear.


So, here I am in the English class and the seat that always remains vacant has been occupied. we're working on that stupid project which has been forced upon us.


Today, we have to make a time table of the place and time we meet everyday.


Correction, we HAVE to meet everyday for this damn project.


So yeah, here is our time table and mind you. I am NOT following this.


Monday- 6 o'clock to 7 o'clock at Blake's place

Tuesday-6 o'clock to 7 o'clock at Megan's place

Wednesday-6 o'clock to 7 o'clock at Blake's place

Thursday-6 o'clock to 7 o'clock at Megan's place

Friday-5 o'clock to 8 o'clock at Blake's place

Saturday-5 o'clock to 8 o'clock at Megan's place

Sunday-5 o'clock to 8 o'clock at Blake's place


13 hours in a week excluding school has to be spent with each other. How lovely is that?


Now, I have to face this overgrown chimpanzee more times that I would have seen him in my entire life if it wasn't because of this bloody idiotic project!


Other girls might die to spend time with this idiot, but me? I have begun hating him more than ever.


When I look at him, I just want to punch him straight on his nose and break his damn perfect face. Wait, PERFECT?!


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He picked me up from my place at 5 o'clock and we went to his place.


To say the ride to his place was awkward would be an understatement. He would say stuff but I just wouldn't reply. And after minutes which seemed like hours, he groaned and finally shut his freakin' mouth. Thank the gods!


His house was in the richest part of the town. The mansions were bigger here.


'Johnsons' it read. A huge arse house made of red bricks came into view. It oozed authenticity. I was gawking at the beauty of the house from afar but when we came near it, my eyes were ready to pop out of their sockets!


A gigantic gate that looked like the gateway to heaven and beyond that was a lawn so widespread, you couldn't find it's end. Oh! And horses were grazing.

Wait, what? Horses?!


Dude, he is REALLY rich. One more positive of the perfect life of the damn angel.

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