Bullseye

Chapter 13

"Ok, I'll give you credit, you handled that very maturely." Miles said coming into the room once I was done.

"Yeah I know, it took every fiber of my being not to insult those little tramps. Now would you lay off?" I asked him with a glare.

"Look I really am sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you like I did." The look on his face told me he was being sincere so I decided to forgive him.

"Ok I forgive you under one condition."

"What?" He reluctantly grumbled.

"You have to let me film you saying you're a stupid butt turd."

"Wow, you are so immature. Fine."

I quickly pulled up Vine and signaled for him to go and was surprised to find that he actually did it. I expected him to be one of those immature people to actually say you're instead of I'm kinda things. But nope, he actually said it like he was supposed to. And I recorded the whole thing, his fan base will get a kick out of that.

"There. Am I forgiven now?" He asked a little annoyed.

"Oh definitely." I said with a small laugh.

"You're not going to find that very funny for long." He said with an evil smirk before he tackled me to the ground and started tickling me because I apparently ruined his reputation to which I responded, "what reputation," which he did not find funny and continued to tickle me. However, he forgot to hold me down this time and found himself being effectively punched in the face.

"I warned you, I would say sorry, but you should've seen that one coming."

"Well thanks to you I can no longer see anything coming."

"You deserved it for almost making me pee myself."

"You made me lose my dignity!"

"You had no dignity to begin with."

"Oh you are so gunna get it now." He said dropping the frozen peas and chasing me, running into a few pieces of furniture along the way might I add.

"Would you two stop flirting for two seconds? We have a photoshoot to go to since we cancelled it yesterday." Nate said coming into the room eating an apple. When I say eating an apple, I mean devouring an apple, borderline inhaling.

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We finally got back from the photoshoot, who knew a constant stream of flashes and people rearranging you and constantly caking your face in make-up could actually be exhausting? I feel like I just did an IronMan triathlon.

Right when I started to doze off, I felt extremely cold water hit my face.

"What the fu-"

"You have to get up and get ready for the show tonight." Asher said cutting me off.

"First of all, a simple 'get up' would've sufficed, second of all, I thought you were supposed to be the shy and quiet one who doesn't annoy me as much as the others."

"Yeah, wrong. I'm shy when you first meet me, but I know you pretty well now so I'm just as obnoxious as the other boys."

"Well if you know me so well, you would know that you just dug your own grave." I said through gritted teeth before I began chasing him.

"HELP! THE SHE-DEVIL IS TRYING TO KILL ME!!" Asher screamed out. Fortunately for him, but unfortunately for me, I hit a rock solid chest, which also grabbed my arms and properly restrained me.

"Whoa there murderer, we need him in order to still make money." Nate said, still restraining me.

"Gee thanks for the love and concern" Asher said.