Chapter Eleven

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"Maya! Get downstairs, now!" My mum screamed up the stairs.

I sat upright and squinted at the clock on my left-hand side.

"Jesus, mum. It's Saturday and 7 AM! No!" I lay back in my bed and let myself drown in the comfort and warmth of my duvet, and felt myself drifting back into my sleep.

All of a sudden, I felt tapping on my shoulder.

Ripping my duvet off, I shouted "MUM! I'M AWAKE, FOR FUCKS SAKE!". Little did I know, a smitten looking Kai was standing in my room, starting to look pretty uncomfortable.

"What the hell?! Get out!" I screamed, throwing a pillow at him.

He started to approach me.

"Listen, My, I'm so so so sorry." He practically whispered to me.

"For what? For kissing me and moving on in what seemed like minutes? For ignoring me for the past year? For betraying Nate? For stitching me up yesterday? Oh, and Scott's great by the way." I spitefully replied.

I sat upright and took the box of marlboros from my right and lit one up.

"Why do you smoke? I thought it was disgusting? You've changed." Kai said. He was really getting on my nerves now.

"Huh, how about that! I've seen so many pictures of you smoking on magazine covers. Your hair is friggin blonde. You're dating a model - you, who once stated all superficiality was wrong, are dating a goddamn model! So before you start pestering me, look closer to home?" I ranted back at him, watching his expression change from annoyed to guilty within seconds.

He ignored my little diva moment and carried on.

"Scott? What about him... You haven't...?"

"Can you please go away? He's amazing. You're not. Fuck off."

He sighed defeatedly.

"OK, whatever. But please, stay away from him. This isn't finished."

And with that, he walked out of the door, closing it behind him.

I screamed into my pillow, ashed my cigarette and jumped out of bed.

After brushing my teeth and a quick shower, I checked my phone.

(1) New voicemail

(4) New messages

Oh, I hardly ever received voicemails; so this was pretty exciting.

"You have one new message" a monotone voice told me. "Message One: Hey, it's me Scott. Um, I dunno I was wondering if you wanted to hang, or whatever tomorrow? It's up to you idk if you're busy or not, text or call or whatever. I say or whatever a lot. I also can't sleep. I am also rambling, haha. Okay, yeah whatever." Is it bad I found that cute? I immediately texted him to say yes, and went on to read my texts.

(1) Nate: hey, how are you? do you want to come round mine today? the folks haven't seen you in ages xxxx

(2) Nate: Morning xx

(3) Kai: Hi, I'm coming round.

(4) The Amazing Scott: Was that really annoying or was that really annoying?

I first replied to Scott, because that's where all of my attention was suddenly focused. "pretty annoying,"amazing Scott".

Then Nate, completely ignoring Kai.

"I'm busy with a friend today, sorry! How about tomorrow? xxxx""

Oddly enough, the more I heard of Nate, the more I started to find myself less attracted to him.

Sighing, I dropped my phone on my bed and listened to my brother and mother arguing over the dishwasher.

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