Rebel's influence

Hotter than ever

After we wrapped up our iced coffee, I slid into Nick's car, still buzzing from the adrenaline of our shopping trip. The hum of the engine filled the air as we drove toward my house. I glanced over at him, taking in the way he gripped the steering wheel, his jaw set in concentration.

The ride was comfortably quiet, filled with unspoken tension that crackled between us. When we finally pulled up to my house, I felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness as I stepped out. "Thanks for today, Nick. I had a blast," I said, giving him a teasing smile.

"Yeah, me too," he replied, his eyes lingering on mine for a moment longer than necessary. There was something electric about it, a promise of the chaos we were about to create.

I waved goodbye and headed inside, where my mom, Rose, popped her head out from the living room, her expression brightening at the sight of me. "How was your day, sweetheart?"

"Pretty good, actually," I replied, tossing my backpack onto the couch. "Just hanging out with Nick."

Rose raised an eyebrow, a sly grin creeping onto her face. "The cute one? You're spending a lot of time with him lately."

I rolled my eyes, trying to maintain my composure. "It's just for a school project, Mom. No big deal."

"Uh-huh," she said, her tone suggesting she wasn't buying it. "Just make sure you keep your options open, okay? You never know who might turn out to be a rich boyfriend."

"Yeah, I know," I muttered, heading upstairs. I couldn't shake the feeling that my mom cared more about my love life than my happiness.

Later that night, I settled into bed and pulled out my phone. My heart raced with anticipation as I opened my messages. I hesitated for a moment before deciding to text Nick.

Aria: What kind of cars do your parents drive?

A few moments later, my phone dinged with a reply.

Nick: Mom drives a BMW, and Dad has an SUV. Why?

I felt a smile tugging at my lips as I typed back.

Aria: Take your mom's BMW to school tomorrow. It'll give you that 'bad boy' edge.

I imagined the look on Mia's face when she saw him roll up in it. A small smirk formed on my lips.

Nick: You really think so?

Aria: Absolutely. And you should pick me up. We need to arrive together, after all.

A few moments passed, and then I added, Aria: Oh, and don't forget to wear your new clothes!

Nick: Noted. This is going to be interesting.

Feeling bold, I decided to push my luck a little further.

Aria: You know what? We should start making out in front of everyone too.

Nick: What?

Aria: Yeah! You and Mia didn't do any of those things, and we need to show everyone that we're a couple now. It'll give you a reputation and prove you're not the boring guy you used to be.

Nick: You're really getting into this, aren't you?

Aria: Hell yeah. It'll be fun! Plus, it'll drive Mia crazy.

He didn't reply right away, and my heart raced with anticipation. I could practically feel the tension simmering between us through the screen.

Nick: Alright. Let's do it. This will be... interesting.

As I lay back on my pillow, I couldn't help but grin. Tomorrow was going to be a game changer, and I was ready to embrace the chaos that lay ahead.

The next morning, I woke up with the sun streaming through my window, a rush of excitement coursing through me. Today was the day I'd officially step into my new role, and I was determined to make an impression.

After hitting the snooze button a few too many times, I finally rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I took my time with my makeup, layering on the foundation, eyeshadow, and, of course, a bold swipe of red lipstick. I wanted to look irresistible, and I was pretty sure I was nailing it.

Standing in front of my closet, I rifled through my clothes until I spotted the perfect outfit: a short, flirty skirt that hugged my curves and a low-cut shirt that showed off just enough cleavage to turn heads. I paired it with my favorite heels—sky-high, of course. After a final glance in the mirror, I felt ready to take on the world.

As I applied a last touch of gloss, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I snatched it up, and my heart raced when I saw it was Nick.

Nick: I'm already at your place. You ready?

I quickly texted back, Give me a minute!

I rushed downstairs, calling out a hasty goodbye to my mom, who was already engrossed in her latest dating app on the couch. "Have a great day, Mom! Don't wait up!"

"Sure, sweetie! Just don't bring home any boys!" she called back, a wink in her voice.

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to respond as I dashed out of the apartment. When I reached the parking spot, my heart skipped a beat. There it was: Nick's mom's BMW, sleek and powerful.

I approached the car with a confident stride, and as I did, I caught Nick's gaze. He was leaning against the driver's side, looking like he couldn't take his eyes off me. I smirked, enjoying the effect I had on him.

"Wow," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "You look... amazing."

"Didn't I tell you I could make myself look really hot?" I teased, leaning closer, my voice dripping with playful confidence.

Nick chuckled, shaking his head. "I think you might have underestimated yourself."

I slid into the passenger seat, and he started the engine, a satisfied grin on his face as he pulled away from the curb. I could feel his eyes flicking to me every few seconds, and it sent a thrill down my spine. This was going to be fun.

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