The Flirt vs. The Player [Editing] (Overall Winner of the Wattpad Story Contest)

Chapter 7

Recap:

Still holding on to her shoulders, I leaned in closer and said, "Will you go out with me?"

I drew back, but she pulled on my collar and brought my face level with hers. She smirked that sexy smile and said, "You bet I will."

Step one was complete

Chapter 7

Mia's P.O.V.

After Nate left, thoughts began swarming in my brain; when I felt him near me, I could feel butterflies flying madly in my stomach, and I could never think of anything--cool to say.I felt nervous-

No, I can't feel like this about him. It's just a bet. I just have to get him to kiss me once and break it off. Simple. 

I looked into the hall mirror in front of me and scrutinized myself. I have to say, I'm not ugly. My blonde locks curled at the ends and rested in the middle of my back. I had bright, blue eyes with long lashes, and my lips were a deep, rosy pink.

I scanned my eyes down at my body which was slender and curved in the right places. I felt satisfied with my body and looks in every way except for one thing:

My flatter-than-a-pancake chest.

Push up bras from Victoria's Secret, water padded, extra padding, were all negatives. I just didn't have that D-cup that all these girls are going to get surgery for. 

Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach; what would Nate think of it? Would he care that I don't have boobs? Or would he look at my chest in disgust?

Wait, why am I thinking about him?

No, this isn't about him, Mia, it's about you. You're happy with your body, I consoled myself.

 "Uh...Merlin?" I whirled around and saw my little brother, Brett staring at me, "Why are you holding your boobs like that?" He tried to choke down a laugh as my face turned beet red and I slowly let my arms fall to my sides.

"Go AWAY Brett! And I told you NOT to call me MERLIN!" I shoved him into his room and slammed the door.

God, that little prick always had to come at the wrong time!

My face still red, I walked away from Brett's room and began to walk back to my room at a fast pace when I ran into my older brother, Cole.

"Woah, what's wrong, Merlin?" he smirked at me, grabbing my shoulders to stop me from escaping.

"Cole, let me go! Ugh, this is why I hate living with stupid brothers like you and Brett!" I squirmed trying to get out of his grasp.

He raised his eyebrows at me and muttered, "Well, someone's not in a good mood..." and he let me go.

He opened his mouth to say something, probably ask me what's wrong, but I had already retreated to the privacy of my room and locked the door.

I leaned against my bedroom door and gazed up at the light, rose-colored ceiling and sighed. I wonder where we would go for our first date, I wonder what he acts like to his girlfriends, I wonder--no, he's a player. He doesn't have girl friends, he has let-me-just-use-girls-for-fun chicks. 

That thought made me think about Carter. Carter, the one guy I truly loved, the one guy I really trusted with anything, until I caught him cheating on me when he kissed another girl.