Chapter 11: Silver Spoon
hotandcoolryder: do you have Skype?
PipingHotPiper: do I look like I have Skype?
hotandcoolryder: yeah. Along with butlers and expensive ass iPhones
PipingHotPiper: good one, ass-wipe. Anyways...what is it?
hotandcoolryder: You don't know? Jesus... you're more secluded than I thought. Skype is where you video chat people.
PipingHotPiper: don't I see you enough at school?
hotandcoolryder: nope
PipingHotPiper: I'll check it out only because it sounds cool. Not because of you
hotandcoolryder: whatever you say, Piper Hollow
I grabbed my laptop and turned it on before searching up Skype.
It wasn't a porno so I was glad. I could never trust Ryder sometimes.
I clicked on it before going back on my phone.
PipingHotPiper: what do I do now?
hotandcoolryder: create an account... duh. Now I know how you feel with me.
I created my account and then saw the add contacts thing.
PipingHotPiper: who are you?
hotandcoolryder: Ryder Anderson. Who else could I be?
PipingHotPiper: I meant on Skype, dick-wad
hotandcoolryder: I'm taking that as a compliment. Pretty much the same thing as my Kik
PipingHotPiper: how creative
hotandcoolryder: I know right. I'm so awesome
I searched up hotandcoolryder and found him. I added him to contacts and sent him a request to call.
hotandcoolryder: your request sounds more like a threat
PipingHotPiper: that's cuz it is. You're making me do all of this work.
hotandcoolryder: see ya soon, Piper
I squealed. I can't believe I squealed. It was just a fucking video call thinga-magiga.
I covered my face.
"Um... what are you doing, Piper?" Ryder asked.
I moved my hands and saw Ryder on the computer. I jumped.
"Jesus Christ, you scared me," I said.
"Sorry, Strawberry Shortcake," Ryder said.
"You're lucky you are far away where I can't hurt you," I said.
"Yes," Ryder said.
"I still have a right to know," I said.
"Know what?" Ryder asked.
"Who you like? You call us buddies, right? Well, buddies tell each other secrets. The other guys aren't here," I answered.
"Piper Hollow, you will know... soon enough," Ryder said.
"Whatever. You are a mystery. A despicable mystery," I said.
"Compliment or insult?" Ryder asked.
"Compliment," I answered with a nod.
"Oh shit. I got a compliment from Piper Hollow. Is the Earth spinning?" Ryder asked.
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