Chapter 30
"I don't want you to go" I whispered as I hugged Sasha one last time.
"I don't wanna go either. But I have to" she sniffled and then ran over to James jumping in his arm.
I wiped away a tear that was escaping my eye.
This is the worst day ever.
Well not entirely I am meeting up with Zach later.
"Goodbye guys. I love you all" Sasha said one last time and took her two zebra suitcases with her down the corridor and out of our lives.
Ugh bloody hell this sucks.
I climbed into my car and drove home.
Okay I'm meeting him in an hour.
And I look like satan just took a shit on me.
Oh well.
I slipped off my pink baggy tee and spandex shorts slowly.
I'm so lazy.
I put on a white lace sleeveless shirt with a leather jacket and black jeans.
Then a long necklace with a heart on it and combat boots.
Next light layer of makeup, curly hair, and a spray of cotton candy perfume.
I skipped out to the car and got in.
Arriving at the small cafe I walked in the find Zach sitting there fiddling with a fork.
I walked up behind him and whispered boo in his ear.
He threw the fork in the air and it hit a waitress.
She glared at us then walked into the kitchen.
"That was a great first impression" I said mentally face palming myself.
"It's nice to see you again" he said with a warm smile.
"So I can't help but notice you are American?" I asked and he nodded.
"Yeah I'm from Connecticut. I moved here about two years ago for college and fell in love with it" he smiled.
"I moved to America four years ago and recently moved back." I replied and he took a sip of water.
"Where from?"
"Maryland" I replied an he nodded. A different waitress came out and we ordered some food.
"My grandma lives there. So what do you do?" he asked.
"I'm a model. How typical right? what bout you"
"I'm in a band" he said proudly.
"Oh and what do you play?" I asked and he smiled.
"Drums. But I also sing"
"That's good. The only friends I have are models, a hippie waitress, and five idiots who go around town fucking everything up" I said and he laughed.
Cute laugh.
Our conversation carried on for a while and then our food came.
"Oh I forgot to ask. Do you just randomly have pieces of paper with your phone number on it to give to girls?" I asked.
"It was Christians idea. I haven't really been into dating lately so he wanted me to find someone. It was weird" he said and I nodded.
"My boyfriend cheated in my recently. So my friends are trying to hook me up with one of my bestfriends" I said and he gave me a look of sympathy.
Then he gave me a crazy smile.
"What's that for?" I asked.
"I have an idea that involves you getting a fake boyfriend" he said and I smiled.
Oh lord what am I getting myself into.
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