Married To My Enemy, Ross Lynch

20.

i woke up, and looked to my left , not find Ross there. oh what a shocker. note the sarcasm.

i remebered my plan to make ross jealouse. i took out the outfit from yesterday and took out some hot pink high heels and went to the bathrroom to take a nice long shower. i checked the time, it was 7:15. well school starts at 8. so i have time , i guess

Where the hell is Ross. I mean, i hope he actually goes to school today.

After wearing my slutty outfit, I knew this would make Ross jealous.

It was 7:45, I went downstairs and he still wasn't there! Ugh his mom will kill me if he finds out that I did nothing to make him go to school. But oh well. I smirked as I twirled around letting myself see how I looked.

To be honest, I don't want to do this anymore. No I can't. If Ross cheats on me, I'm gonna have to deal with it. I can't bear to watch him get to get tortured by the jealousy. I won't do this. I feel so slutty. I felt guilty. It wasn't so bad, with the cheating and stuff. I'm changing.

Once I opened my closet, I glanced at the clock. SHIT. It's 7:56

What the fuck! I can't believe I took that long. But I'm gonna have to change. I don't even have any extra clothes in my locker. I guess I'm gonna have to go like this. Ugh.

I raced out of the door and walked to school. It wasn't that far away. It was only, a 4 minute walk. The time is, 7:58.

I took the schedule from the lady and smiled. I have science,free period, and chorus, and then math, and lunch. I really don't care about school but I care about graduating from high school because if I don't I will have to do it again and it will make me look like a idiot,

I walked into science and and it was crowded. The teacher hasn't arrived yet and the students are talking, throwing papers, airplanes around. This was normal. So so

I sat on a desk. All of the desk are set up by two people so we can do our science projects together.

Then the door opened showing him. Ross . He was wearing a black shirt with a leather jacket, with black skinny jeans and they were ripped. A typical jock. His eyes gazed around the room until they met mine.

His eyes widened and he looked at me up and down,drooling. I rolled my eyes

He came over to my side, no no no . Please this cannot happen. He sat down.are you kidding me. I can't take this anymore.

The teacher came in and explained some things he did over the break. Nobody really gave a shit about it really. Finally I took the notes while Ross would talk to his friends, occasionally bite his lip looking at me, and didn't pay attention. It felt so uncomfortable.

I should of wore something else. Before I got in science, I quickly hid from everyone was so they didn't see me. And no one did. Great. Phew. But I can't hide from them all day. They will obviously notice somehow.

The bell rang and I went to my locker. I had no friends but my phone

I turned around and EVERYBODY GASPED. LITERALLY EVERYBODY. The divas came over and said, " OMG , girl you are coming over today and going shopping with me so we can get that sexy too" she said forcefully. Ok, time for confidence

" No thanks, I've got WAY much more better things to do then to hang out with assholes like you" I said smirking

There were lots of people In the crowd saying things like, "JUST GOT BURNED" and " OOH"
Then the crowd split apart as Ross came through. He smiled. I sarcastically smiled and he took out something from his pockets and bent down on one knee

"Taylor, I know I've cheated on you. And now you hate me, and I don't blame you. And I apologize, so please forgive me. And to do that, Taylor Elizabeth Dawson, would you marry me, not that our parents are forcing us, but that I love you and I can't take it any longer. I want this day for us, please" he said, I was basically crying in happy tears.

He opened the box and there was this really beautiful ring that had very decelerated borders.
"Yes " I said and ran into his arms and he pulled me into a deep long kiss

I heard a lot of "aww"s and " NO"s from sluts

Ok this is officially the best day of my life.