I blinked, and then I blinked again. Then once again. I shut my eyes hard and then opened them. "Bloody hell." I sighed, and slumped on my bed. "Collin you super size dumb arse. I dont believe this."
Collin, the super size dumb arse, texted me saying that he was coming early. At 6:30 am instead of 7:45 am so we could 'talk'. Honestly, I should be mad at the little bastard, but I agreed.
I threw on a pair of ratty, but completely wearable and adorable, boyfriend crop jeans and some oxfords. My crisp white blouse was complimented by a long, real, turquiose necklace. I popped in my CC Chanel earrings and did the normal for make up. I pulled up my hair in a sleek, high ponytail and frowned. "I look like a bloody fashion icon."
I delivered the news to my parents, who I swear were hung over from an A list dinner party which of course they denied because we are the 'perfect family', but they just nodded and Mum said: "Have fun."
"Its bloody 6:30. How am I going to have fun at a restaurant? AT BLOODY 6:30!?" I questioned, but she just rolled away, facing the other way in bed.
As you can tell, I'm not the nicest homo sapien in the morning.
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"Thanks for coming." Collin smiled at me in the car.
I looked at him, expressionless, "You are my ride to school. I had no choice."
He sighed, "Hero, dear-"
"Don't call me dear. I hate pet names, nicknames-"
"Oh! But Mr.Bad Boy Nate can call you 'Superwoman' all he wants!?" Collin raised his eyebrows.
"Oh God. Are you jealous that I have another guy friend?"
"No. I'm not, I'm just saying-"
"Well" I interrupted, "Dont say anything. I'll tell you. Nate is great. He's nice and calls me beautiful-"
"Jesus Christ! Like I dont?" Collin shouted.
"Collin! Your my bloody best friend! That means nothing to me!" I shouted.
"Of course it doesnt." he muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I raised my brows.
"Nothing, nothing." he said quickly, "But Nate's a bad guy."
"No! No, he isn't! He's nice and caring. And bloody hilarious! Something you're not!" I retorted.
"Oh shut up! You're such a bitch!" he snapped.
"What." I blinked, I looked at Collin, "Did you just call me a bitch?"
"Hero...., I'm sorry. I didnt mean-"
"No. No. No. Let me out of your car now."
"On the side of the road?" he asked, cocking his head.
"Yes! On the bloody side of the road!" I snapped, "Why else would I bloody ask!?"
"Okay, okay." he pulled over to the side.
I tried to open the door, it was locked. I tried the unlock button, it wouldnt work. I looked over at Collin, who some how, was keeping it locked. "Let me out."
"Hero, its not safe. Come on, just let me drive you home. Don't be so-"
"So what?" I dared him.
He sighed, "Difficult. I wanna make this work."
"Make what work, Collin? God, we're not in some relationship!" I scoffed.
He looked taken back, "I.... I....." he stopped.
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Love Lessons (On Hold)
Teen FictionHero is the girl everyone envies and everyone loves. She's smart, absolutely gorgeous, her parents are rich and cultured. Hero's best friend, Collin, is the player of the school. The most attractive boy in the school, and rumor has it: He's in love...
