God! This room is amazing but not really my type. You see I like rooms with colors which scream 'occupied', not the elegant, neat and clean ones. But anyways, I just need to stay here for like 3 months. So it's not really a big deal. I sprawl on the bed thinking of what had happened in the last 15 minites....looks like I am gonna have a long stay...damn:
"wow..."I lifted my head, found a stunned Ryder and a glaring blonde glued to his arm. I immediately blushed crimson.
Oh shit.
"Aaaahhhhaaahhhh" I yelled and swiftly hid behind the couch.
"You fat ass! Don't you know how to knock!"
"Well for your genuine information this is my home. And don't you know how to get your fat ass up, unlock the door and take your luggage inside." He replied.
Before I could reply.
"Who the hell is she? What is she doing here? Is she your girlfriend?"The blonde screeched in her high pitched voice.
"Bitch" I said under my breath.
"oh... Tiffany this is Celeana, my dad's friends' daughter. She'll be staying here for some time."
"3 months" I corrected earning glare from both of them.
"what!? How come you never told me? Is that what our relationship means to you?"
"how the hell does it matter! And you're not my girl, so stop pretending like we are dating will you? Now get out I'm not in the mood anymore." his voice was firm. I took a peek from the couch and saw his cold eyes. He looked....scary.
"You are an ass! You know what ?! I don't care about you and that bitch behind the couch! Just fuck off!"
Uh oh wrong move right there bitch....
"Bitch I'm gonna clear it, I 'hate' him and you. Now get your overly high pitched fucked up ass out before I strangle your tits out! "
"Hum...violent much?" he said in a smooth yet flirty voice but ignored him. The next thing that I did was confidently stand up, pass the both of them, take my suitcase and go inside the first room I could find. I absolutely ignored the way they looked at me...well he mostly .
I came out after some time .
"Which room is mine?"I asked and noticed the girl was gone.
"I'll show you" he passed me and opened a door but stood in the way, smirking. I stepped forward to indicate that I was coming in but he didn't move a muscle.
Oh I exactly know what you're doing...
"Spider!!"I screeched and pointed at the door. He whisked around and way from the door. I smiled and went inside.
"Ohh...someone is scared of spiders" I mocked him.
"No I'm not" he argued.
"Really?" I asked smirking.
"Quit it." he said and went away.
I stifled a laugh and went in the room.
"Let's get my luggage"I hum to myself and went to fetch it.
YOU ARE READING
Mr. Me & Mystery
Teen FictionMeet Celeana Scott Fischer, not a 'nerd' but loves books, not a 'queen b' but can be bitchy at times. She is selfless, happy and bubbly. Her witty remarks and sarcasm filled comments make her different yet funny. She also has a horrible history, a p...