➳number seven: "what a cute pear."

2.5K 154 47
                                    


SEVEN


Here lies the grave of Maddie Johnson

the girl who's soul escaped her body,

when she found out

that the only way to escape romance

was to date hollywood's beloved actor.


"No?"


Everyone at the table gapes at her

with their jaws wide

and their cherry bowls spilt,

the scene was one to marvel at.


His silvery grey eyes narrow at her 

from across the table

in a rather menacing way,

that doesn't even faze her.

"What do you mean, 'no?'"


So little mister hollywood here,

is actually a pouty asshat?

No surprise there.


The manager realizes that it was his time

to cut into the conversation,

all to prevent further hell breakage.

"What ash means to say, 

is that you'll be paid four hundred thousand."


"No?"


More bowls of cherry goop fly across the table.

Madelyn carefully ducks out of the way 

as one narrowly misses her forehead.

She shoots a look at her twin brother,

who only innocently gazes back at her

with the same brown eyes as her own.

he grins,

"I'm only giving you a gentle push 

towards making a very good decision."


"You're just going to spend all the money

on videogames."


The gears in her brain turn.

Maddie could use all of the money 

for all of her college funds, 

and get into her top choice college.

And with the rest of the money,

perhaps she could even create something 

that could make an ever-lasting difference;

a non profit organization that brings attention

to the inequality of races and genders.


The flip-side of course,

is that there will be millions 

and millions

and millions of pre-teens

who will inevitably flood her social media

with jealous texts 

and hundreds of articles

that will fully antagonize her 

simply for being a woman,

and will objectify her as something

that is either worth or not worth

the oh so wonderful and marvelous grace

of the hollywood heart throb himself.

She will be looked and seen upon 

not as a single individual

with her own unique ideals

and talents,

but as an image

defined by the fame 

and the portrait

of another male.


There is too much at hand

for Maddie Johnson to decide on her own.

She has always been one 

to lose faith in her own decisions -

probably just another side effect 

of being a part of societal expectations.


So she decides to let fate make the choice.

"I'll agree...

if...

you, Ash Parker" 


Her amber eyes settle on his silvery ones,


"Can sleep on my mattress,

and figure out 

what smoothie ingredients are hidden underneath."


The room goes silent.


she decides to specify herself.


"I came home from work,

accidentally grabbed a bag of fruits,

thought 'fuck it'

then hid it under so cleo 

wouldn't think that I stole it.  

But not the point.

What better way to determine

my prince charming,

than to have him

do it the same way

the princess and the pea did?"


More silence.


And for the first time, 

ash looks deep into her eyes,

and addresses her by her first name

in five years.


"Maddie, what the actual fuck?"







Arrogant with a Side of SmoothieWhere stories live. Discover now