"Who is it?" I said walking out of the bathroom towel drying my hair.
My bedroom door opened, revealing Zoe.
"Can we talk Chay?"
"Sure." I said sitting down on my bed. Zoe moved away from my door sitting next to me on my bed.
"So what's up?" I said picking my phone up off of the table.
4 unread messages.
From: Monroe.
"Chanel, call me please?"
From: Monroe.
"Chanel, just call me okay?"
From: Monroe.
"You honestly can't be that mad at me right? Please just call me."
From: Monroe.
"I'm sorry."
I sighed dropping my phone into my lap.
"Chay, I'm sorry."
"For?"
"The way I reacted today."
"Oh." I said nodding my head.
"It was a total bitch move."
"It was." I said continuing to nod my head.
"Chanel, if you want to stay with Monroe no ones stopping you.."
I lifted my head up, turning my attention towards Zoe.
"I don't know Zoe." I said scooting my body back towards the headboard.
"Chanel, I see the way you look at him when you guys are in the hallways together, when he's not at school you get worried, I mean you literally threw yourself over him from getting hurt. And honestly I've never seen you this happy so please don't let Adrian and I ruin your happiness over this stupid plan we should've of never started. You mean more to me than this plan Chanel. I just want you happy, and if Monroe makes you happy then go for it." Zoe said squeezing my hand smiling at me.
"Adrian is a complete bitch Chay. You and I both know that. But she means well, she loves you. We're best friends."
"Zoe, I don't want to like Monroe."
I said slapping my hands over my face.
"Chanel."
"Hmm?" I said peeking through my fingers.
"I think you do." Zoe said smirking at me, I laughed pulling her into a hug.
"I love you Chay."
"I love you too Zoe!"
Zoe smiled at me, lifting herself up from my bed.
"I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning, we're going to Paris baby!" Zoe said walking towards my door.
"Oh and Chanel?"
"Yeah?" I said looking up from my phone.
"You're secret's safe with me, the plans safe with me also, I won't tell a soul."
Zoe said blowing me a kiss closing my door shut.
"And text that boy back would you!" Zoe screamed outside of my door. I laughed, pulling the blankets over my body.
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Charming Taylor.
Teen FictionMonroe Taylor. Known as Mr. Perfect, and for his amazing skills in bed, and not to mention the hearts he breaks in between his social life, Monroe Taylor was every girls dream Prince "Cinderella with her glass slipper, and charming Prince." Girls of...
