Mr. Very Wrong

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(MADHULIKA'S POV)

Did I know that Adam was a hustler and player? Did I know that getting involved with him meant getting my heart broken into fragments? Yeah I knew all that. Why was I going out with him then? The reson is very simple and very childish. But it's a legitimate reason all the same. Any guesses?

"To make Sebastian Jealous?" Anannya exclaimed.

"Hehe. I like the way you think child." Sneha laughed evilly.

"I'm so lost guys. Back up a little." Anushka like always was a tube light (by that I mean lost case). "So this hot guy, who happens to be one of the kings of the Brixton Academy Food Chain, asked Madhulika out? And Sebastian is not okay with this? And Madhulika is just going out with him to get back at Sebastian?"

"Yeah. What's so complicated in that?" I asked.

"Its...evil and melodramatic... I like it." Anushka gave me a sinister smile. Anannya stood gaping at Anushka.

"Oh very well, do as you please. But just be aware of Adam okay?" Anannya shrugged off her concern.

"Will do." I smiled as I lined my eyes wih eyes liner and dabbed my lashes with mascara. I examined my eyes. Perfect! The smoky look gave a fierce appeal.

"Now the most important question." Anushka gave a dramatic pause. "What are you going to wear?" Anannya rolled her eyes as if it was the most ridiculous thing she's heard while SNEHA'S eyes burned with curiosity.

"Well.." I stretched the word. "Will this do?"I pulled out a little backless red dress with a bow on the lower back.

"Perfect." Anushka gave her approval.

Dangling my only pair of red heels in her hand, Sneha smiled. "And don't forget these."

A little bit out of her zone Anannya laze around on by bed. With a lazy shrug she asked "What about that crazy head of wild hair you have?"

"We tame it." Anushka said with determination. Which I found a little scary.

"Now here's something I'm good at. Ahem, the only thing I'm good at. " Anannya perked up. "I'll go get the straightening iron."

"I don't what you people touching my hair!" I shooed.

"Too late." Anannya had the iron in hand. After about a struggled of twenty five minutes, we'd gotten somewhere. Anannya had straightened most of my wild curls but had left out wavey stands. It looked completely natural and soft. I grinned. For once I found my hair gorgeous. Not that they were horrible before, but with the amount of effort I had to put, I felt like chopping them right off.

Handing me a pair of ruby earnings Anushka smiled, a sisterly look in her gaze. "Damn Madz. You look good."

"Good? She looks smoking hot!" Sneha correct.

"Ready to hand yourself over to the devil?" And with that Anannya once again ruined the moment.

"No. But I'm sure as hell ready to play with one." I smirked.

"I like to confidence." Sneha winked. Inside I felt like a five year old, tying to get vengeance. But the fact was, Sebastian had hurt me. He'd gotten close to me, fought his own kind for me and then he pushed me aside. I though he did that for my sake. I was hurt nonetheless but I beileve in him. But...feeding off of me? That was repulsive. And now he's acting like some kind of saviors! Warning me to stay way from Adam? Who did he think he was? He was going to pay!

"I guess we can name this 'Mission Burn Sbeastian Burn'" Anannya gave a small smile.

"Aptly termed." I agreed.

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