Fake reality

Sealed the Deal

I sit in the library, patiently waiting for Daniel to arrive. I put a note in his locker this morning, telling him to meet me at the same table he asked me to be his fake girlfriend at, and that I made up my mind. I bob my head to All This Time by Transcender. I kick my feet up, resting them on the table in front of me as I rock back and forth on the chair, growing impatient. I sit for another few minutes before growing aggravated. Where the fuck is he? I take my feet off the table before reaching down to my backpack, and grabbing the sketchbook from my backpack. I open the book to my most recent drawing.
The entirety of last night, I spent time sketching out photos I found of Angelina White online. All of the information I learned last night from the article caused me to try to learn as much as I could.
I flipped to the next empty page of my sketchbook before beginning to draw. I tap my foot impatiently as I drag the graphite along the paper, still waiting for Daniel to arrive. My attention is pulled from the sketchbook to the open spot in the bookshelves that leads to the table I am sitting at. I look up at Daniel as he approaches the table.
"Damn," I mumble, "took you long enough."
"Yeah, sorry. I was out on the track field, running laps." He mentions as he pulls the chair across from me, taking a seat.
I roll my eyes at him, my impatience and annoyance plastered all over my face.
"Okay, whatever." I say in an unimpressed tone, "I have made up my mind on if I will accept your weird little request." I close my sketchbook before shoving it back into my bag. I run my fingers through my hair before crossing my arms over my chest. "We have a deal," I see his face immediately light up, relief sparkling in his eyes. "But, we have to set some boundaries." I add sternly.
He nods in agreement before running a hand through his golden hair.
"Okay then, Little Miss, what are these boundaries?" He teases as he raises a smug brow. I furrow my brows. Little Miss? Is he seriously going to start using pet names for me? I let out a small groan of annoyance before looking him in the eyes, my expression stern and serious.
"First," I assert "No lying. If there is information I need to know, you will tell me, and I will do the same." He gives me a small nod as he listens intently. "Second, this is a fake relationship. You can not touch me, kiss me, or anything like that unless it is strictly necessary for your parents." I let out a small sigh before stating my last rule, my expression growing even more serious than before. "Last rule, you can't fall for me. This is for your parents and your parents only. It is all an act. None of it is real." I state firmly, making sure I get my point across. He gives me a solid nod with a small hum of agreement.
"Deal. I agree to your terms." He holds out his hand to me, offering to shake on the deal. I observe his hand for a moment before taking a hold of it and firmly shaking it. He holds onto my hand for a moment before letting go. I give him a small nod.
The deal is done.