Little Miss not so perfect

That bitch!!!

Gabby p.o.v

I step on the pedal hard causing the Ferrari to sprint down the road. "shit!" I curse, as the tyres squeal and spin in circles. "shit shit shit shit shit shit SHIT!!!" I exclaim as the car stops for good. Great it's broken down. "ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!" I say screaming. Why does formal have to be so bad for me! Why did she have to ruin it. Brooklyn Taylor. Her name gives me continuous shivers. I impatiently, punch in my mechanics phone number, and wait for him to answer.

"hello!......HELLO! MY F****** CAR HAS BROKE DOWN AND YOU CAN'T EVEN ANSWER MY CALL!!!!" I scream into the phone just slightly annoyed.

"................oh your there..u...........you could of just said that...................yes my car broke down................no I wasn't the cause of this like the other ten times this has happened.................yes okay.................would you come already!................yup bye."

I sit in my car waiting for him to come and remembering tonight. "I hate brook so much!" I say aloud. "I've always hated her guts! I just pretend I'm her friend, so I can get to Seth easily. But she stole him! And now their going to be together and I'm going to lose it!" I scream.

I hear a car pull up behind me and see its the mechanic. I get out of the car and move towards him. Hue doesn't look like my mechanic, but stuff it, this guy will do. He has obviously pulled up to help me with my car. As I get closer I see his expression seems to be amazed, maybe by me. I blush happily.

"hello." I say trying to make a good impression.

"h-hey I-I p-pulled over t-to help y-you w-with your car." he stammers obviously a geek. Oh well good enough.

"yes. Can you help me?" I ask gliding my finger along the edge of the window of his old looking car.

"s-sure I'm studying to b-be a mechanic." he replies.

"perfect." I reply sending him a cheeky smile.

Once he has finished with my car and the engine is running perfect, I give him a peck on the check which seems to highly satisfy him.

"that would be $259." he exclaims still in a dreamy way.

"oh in stead of that awful lot of money," I say persuading him to not charge me at all, even though I could easily afford it. "could I give you something else?" I say diving into my car with him following. 

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'I bet brook wouldn't be able to get a guy that quick!' I smirk pulling up at my house. 'or would she? That bitch!' I exclaim realizing that she probably would b?e able to. I walk through the cream colored double doors to my house. I drop my bag on the ground.

"jasper my bag! And Keith help me out of this uncomfortable dress!" I shout to my 'servants'.

"coming!" they say in unison coming to do their jobs.

Keith follows me up the stairs to my bedroom. My family isn't as rich as brooks but they are rich. I walk into my dressing room and throw my arms up waiting for Keith to do his job. He comes over and pulls the dress over my head to the ground exposing my bra and under wear. He is used seeing me like this, it's his job. He then takes me into the bathroom and undresses me for a bath. He runs the warm water into the deep circular spa bath. I see him add beautiful smelling oils and bath crystals. I test the water temperature by dipping my foot into the bath, perfect, I slip in and indulge in the full warm water.

"would you like the jets on?" Keith asks holding my folded towel.

"yeah!" I say back.

Once the jets bubble up the water I put my back against the closest one and let it massage. I dunk my head under the water and feel the hot water cover every bit of my now burning face, from the warmness against my freezing cold face.

When I get out I feel refreshed and better. I blow dry my hair, dry my body and then Keith helps me into a pair of silky, clean pjs. As he buttons the shirt up he licks his lips a lot, which he doesn't usually do.

"are you alright?" I ask carefully watching him.

"yes, yes I'm fine." he replies now licking his lips even more whilst pulling up the pants. When I clutch on his shoulders for support he seems to jolt. I ignore and lay on my bed. I click my fingers and Keith pulls the covers over me. I then click my fingers again and the televisions on.

When I check the time I turn the tely off and stare at the ceiling. 'I shall think of a plan, to get to Seth, and leave Brooklyn in tears!'

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Hey guys hope you like this chap. And enjoyed it in a different persons p.o.v -gabby! Please vote and comment on what I should improve on. Bye!!!:)