Project Heartbreak

Initiation

Phase One.

-Ingrid’s Point Of View-

                 I turned on my computer once I got home from the ‘date’. I changed into an outfit suitable to actually sit in. When my computer was finally up and running, I clicked into my homepage. Project Heartbreak’s website. There were eight new messages awaiting me. I scrolled down the page and read some comments.

                SexyJosie08: My bloody boyfriend cheated on me with three different girls. One of them was my sister! Hope hear from you soon Heartbreaker!

                Bbe4lyf: I saw my boyfriend getting it on with my neighbor. When I asked him about him, he denied it. I showed him the video I recorded and he was speechless. Suck that bitch! (:

                I laughed. I wish there were more of me to do these projects. Throughout the night I kept finding one name which was mentioned in more than thirteen messages. Caleb McKinley.  Numerous private messages I had received were really pissed off with the guy. I decided he was going to be my fourth project. I messaged all the girls together.

                Heartbreaker: We will need to meet. Tomorrow twelve sharp at Café Latte. Bring me a folio of your man and plan out your heartbreak. I’ll be in the back corner opposite the toilets. Sweet dreams xoxo.

                I was dressed in my black boots, skinny jeans and leather jacket. That was my favourite outfit. I arrived at the café at ten to twelve, with a notebook and pen. I had ordered some coffee. I tapped on the table and watched the time. At one to twelve, five of the girls that messaged me had turned up.

                “Hello ladies, please sit,” I insisted. I crossed my legs and watched them carefully. The first girl known to be Eloise was tall and blonde. She was the head cheerleader. The second, the school reporter – Rebecca Fran. The third I recognized as the girl who was popular because she was rich – Jessica Jones. The fourth and fifth I didn’t know.

                “Who are the two of you?” I pointed at the unknown girls. They smiled politely.

                “Jackie, I’m a cheerleader,” she explained. I nodded sharply.

                “Betty, I’m the leader of the chess club.” The girl said. I chuckled.

                “Seriously? Aren’t you a bit too hot for chess?” I snickered under my breath. She didn’t say anything.  “So tell me about Caleb.” It was the cheerleader who spoke first.

                “He is the captain of the soccer team. Haven’t you heard of him?” she questioned as her eyebrow rose.

                “No. I don’t really give a damn about Soccer.”

                “Well anyways, he played like thirteen of us. Cheeky bastard,” she snapped. So typical of a captain.

                “What’s the plan girls?” I inquired. It was Betty who spoke this time.

                “You’re going to get him to fall in love with you one way or another, and we’ll just stab him in the heart when he’s about to tell you he loves you. We can elaborate on it later.”

                “Count me in!” I exclaimed. These girls were going to be my best friends for the next month.  “Let’s break this douche!”

***

                The crowd went wild for the third time. Wedlock had defended the ball poorly, and allowed our team – Judeston – to score the third goal. Wedlock must have been having a bad day. The plan was in motion.  I had no interest in soccer whatsoever, but this was the only way I could officially meet Caleb.

                Finally the match was over and the teams were in the change rooms. I was holding a red slushy in my hand and casually walked past the change room.

                “You slut! Don’t you dare come near him again!” Jessica shouted. She pushed me and just as Caleb walked out, I poured the slushy down his shirt. Jessica ran off. I attempted to wipe the slushy off Caleb’s shirt. He didn’t look upset at all. Just amused. The plan went along perfectly.

                “Oh my God. I’m so so sorry!” I exclaimed. He just laughed and stepped back. He then took his t -shirt off. I could see his body. It was sweaty, but it looked so sexy. He was well built. His muscles were defined.

                “Shit happens I guess,” he grinned as squeezed his shirt. “How do you know Jessica?” he asked. He was such a pretty boy, his face was gorgeous. He looked so sexy.

                “She thinks that I slept with her ex. What about you?” I smiled politely.

                “I’m her ex,” he answered. He had shallow dimples on his cheeks. I laughed.

                “So I supposedly slept with you? I don’t think so. I’ve still got my V – Card,” I told him unintentionally. I had to try and make a good impression for myself. He leaned against the doorway.

                “And if I slept with you, I would have definitely remembered your pretty face,” he insisted. I could feel myself going red.

                “Well I have to go, really sorry about your shirt and everything,” I said as I turned to walk towards the car park. I smiled to myself, as I unlocked my car.

                “Wait a sec!” I heard, and then a hand had grabbed my arm. I turned around. Caleb was panting slightly. “I’m Caleb McKinley. I didn’t get your name.” he stated. His brown eyes were watching me intently.

                “Ingrid Oliver,” I smiled. 

Authors Note: I apologise for the short chapter. The next chapter will be a lot more longer and MUCH more interesting. pinky promise (: