Chapter 6

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IT WAS SO ...

I can't describe it ... It was like a dream mansion. I turned to Christian, he had worry in his eyes.

"Claire, I need you to play along?"

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. But they didn't make a full monobrow ... awww :( not like I wanted it to be ....

"What?"

Then Christian's eyes went wide like this: O (Hahahaha)

I was about to turn around but the Christian grabbed my shoulders and kissed me ...

Okay  O___o

Then it went to far. He started making out with me. I wanted to stop but he was forcing me.

After 3 minutes We finally stopped when he licked my bottom lip for entrance. I shivered on  the spot.

Why would Christian do that?

"Chris why did you do that?"

"Clairemyex-girlfriendisheresoyouhavetopretendyouaremygirlfriend"

He said fastly.

But I managed to get the last bit of words.

"Me ... to pretend to be your girlfri-"

Then all of a sudden I heard click clocks from high heels enter the room and saw a girl, she was sniffing. She has long brown hair and had mascara on her pink cheeks.

"Hey babe why don't we just head out-"

"Christian who is this?"

Christian put an arm around my waist and pulled me closer. It just didn't feel right?

"Ahhh this is my girlfriend, Claire"

The girl charged at Christian and swung her arm and punched Christian.

"Christian I came here to apologize and say I still loved you but instead you leave and come back with a slutty girl!!!!"

Tears threatened my eyes. I ran home. I guess why Christian told me to be his 'pretend' or should I say FAKE girlfriend. Why would he use me?

On the way home I looked at the park over there was Greyson and I think ...

Shit.

Is that Ashlee Marina!

Oh gosh! I knew it that stupid jerk is a man whore!

Well, those two aren't going to last long. I kept walking and staring at them...

They were laughing, kissing and ... just having fun.

That should be me ...

Heck, shut up Claire!

So the rest of the walk was annoying because I had a LOT of guilt build on my shoulders ... and possibly jealousy.

Eh .. Who cares.

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