Kidnapped by Mr. Crazy

A Year Ago

A Year ago

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"No mom," I say sternly chucking my outfit across the room. My mom gives me her puppy eyes, "please sweetie..." she walks across the room to get my Wendy custom. Out of all the fairytales I thought Peter Pan is the most ridiculous. I push her arm away, "No."

"But sweetiet! Aaron wants you to be Wendy!" Oh him. He's the richest boy around my age. So almost every girl wants him. Notice how I said 'almost every girl' I don't like him. He's cute, yeah. But he's just not the one. Mom really wants me to get with him. "Fine," I whisper.

I grab the out fit. I can't believe I'm doing something so stupid like this. It's not like I'll ever end up liking a rich jerk. I throw the dress over my head. After tonight my life will end. Because I'm going to reject the richest jerk in this town.

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I walk up to Aaron. His smile tells it all. He thinks I came here to tell him that I have always and always will love him. To bad for him that I have no intention of loving him. He's just like everyone else here, he believes in little fantasies that don't exist.

"Hey Wendy," he says. My arm is ready to slap that smirk of his unfortunately handsome face. But I most hold it back. I wish he would just call me by my name, Scarlett. "Hey Aaron," plans of escaping are racing through my head. Maybe if I could hit his thick head hard enough... "please, call me Peter." I glare at him. "As if," I say.

He shifts to the side uncomfortably. "You make a cute Wendy," he says while reaching over to touch my arm. I move my arm further away from him. This causes his face to look regretted and his arm falls to his side. "Thanks, I guess," I said awkwardly. He directly moves his head to my ear and before I could move away his arm wraps around my back. "Happy birthday, Wendy," he whispered.

I struggle getting out of his arms. "Don't do that," I warn. Irritation clouds over his eyes, "I'll do what I want." I gulp. I've never heard him this mad. Aaron has an anger issue. "Aaron you can't go bossing everyone around!" I snap. He always thinks he can get what he wants, but the thing is he does get every thing he wants. Everything but me. I could tell that it was bugging him and I don't know want he would do if I kept rejecting him. "I will have you. You better mark today on a calender!" He yells.

Authors note,

Hey! I know this is a short chapter, sorry!

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