Twenty day challenge.

Day Four

Day 4 *unedited*

Silence dominated the conversation as I struggled to think of a comeback, although Finch hadn't said anything offensive towards me, what he said struck a chord in my body and it was all I could do not to cry, I closed my eyes tightly blocking the tears. Of course, I knew this would happen right from the very smart, the popular boy always chooses the pretty popular girl to be his girlfriend, and they love each other, he would never choose the socially-awkward unpopular girl now would he?

"Right, okay," I manage as the words stumbled out of my mouth, "I'm pretty sure Soph can take care of herself though can't she?"

"That's the problem," Finch began, "when you're head over heels in love with someone you can be caught easily off your guard, and I want you to help me with my plan," he asked, but it doesn't sound like a request it sound like more of a demand and I'm scared to agree with him, who knew what I would be dragging myself into.

"Okay," I began wondering if he has experienced the feeling of being head over heels in love with someone or whether he's just trying his hardest to put himself into her shoes, with no idea of what she was going through.

"I'm going to pretend to date Soph, when she comes back, and I want to make it as real as possible, we need to fool everyone," Finch finished with a note of finality in his tone, as he finished with a no-nonsense tone, it would be useless to argue with him, but even though he used the word 'pretend' I still felt a sudden surge of jealousy run up my throat.

"Okay but what if he asks her out again?" I asked curiously, surely he hadn't overlooked the possibility that he might ask her out again.

"Oh, believe me Noah never dates a girl more than once, he generally has one night starts, he doesn't like commitment does he?" Finch said gazing at me with his penetrating blue eyes as if I hadn't asked a question with the most obvious answer ever invented.

"There's always a first time," I argued, why did he always have to assume the worst?

"Believe me, I'm right, and just stick to the plan okay?" He said.

"What is my part in the plan?" I asked it wasn't like he had gone into much depth (or any detail whatsoever) about my part in the plan, in reality all I knew about the plan was that Sophie and Finch were fake dating and I had to pretend they were really dating, even though Sophie and the rest of the school would be under the impression that they were genuinely dating. I hated having to fool my sister but I didn't want to have her broken up into thousands of different pieces, she could do far better than Noah, he would only make her more vulnerable than she already was.

"Just convince everyone that we really are dating okay?" Finch asked and I feel that it is my duty as a friend to oblige to his request; did I feel something more than friendship towards Finch? Since I figured in his eyes I would always been as a friend, maybe a good friend or even a best friend but nothing more or nothing less.

"Okay when are you going to ask Sophie?" I asked.

"Tonight, can you help me cook a meal? I want to make it super romantic," Finch said and somehow I didn't have him pinned down as the romantic type.

"So no pizza and chips?" I teased carelessly, put I open the cooking book agreeably as I knew from past experience that Finch couldn't cook even the smallest thing without risking the whole kitchen burning down. "How about sausage casserole?" I asked scanning the book for a simple recipe that I'd be able to teach Finch in the space of a few hours, Finch nodded in agreement, as I fetched all the ingredients from the cupboards.

"You're leaving me to it?" Finch said as surprise echoed his inner thoughts.

"No you idiot, I'm teaching you," I said as I started preparing the meal paying close attention to the recipe, I knew from experience that improvising when cooking was never a good option, and I didn't particularly want the whole evening to end up in a disaster. After an hour we sat down and I gave a mock sigh of relief or in Finch's case a real one, but I think it was fair to say that the majority of the food was on us instead of in the dish.