Chapter 5
Tara's POV
Take. Me. Home.
Or at least anywhere but here. This lady, Nilah, was seriously freaking me out. I mean really, when I first walked n the way hse said her namae sounded lesbian. It rolled off her tongue like she was trying to seduce me. And who knows, she probably was. Little did she know, I didn't play for her team. And I wasn't planing on making the trade either. I think I'm in too deep. I tried to text James but he's ignoring me and when I say I have to go to the bathroom, he nor Selena pick up my calls. It could be an emergency, Nilah could be trying to kill me. Although, I'm sure she just thinks that I have a severe bladder problem.
We were currently sitting on her couch watching Sex and the City. I wonder why she picked this......
I wouldn't even be here if she hadn't ordered an extra large half cheese half peperonni pizza, coldstone ice cream, and 4 cookie pizza's from Papa Johns. I think she's trying to lure me in with food. Which makes me suspicious because those wierd guys in the white vans always convince kids with their favorite things. (aka. candy) And she's luring me in with all my favorite things. I'll just run after I eat.
On this comy couch, that I wouldn't mind sleeping on, Nilah has gotten pretty close to me. And, I don't remember when, but her hand has found a position on my leg. I don't know about you but this seems pretty suspicious to me. I even tried to make small talk but she only leaned in and focused on my lips. But, it was just getting too quiet for me.
"So, what are your favorite hobbies?" She looked at me with a longing look in her eyes. I started to squirm under her stare. "I just have fun. I like to go out and....try new things." I think I knew what she meant by 'try new things'. That's what they all say. I was about to respond but the doorbell rang. "Don't miss me too much, Tary" "I'll try my best" Tary really, what kind of nickname was that. While she was gone I quickly dialed James' number and prayed to all the food gods that he picks up. "Helloooo?" Oh great, he's drunk. "James I need you help, I think she wants the 'v'" "Ohhh Taarraaaa, your sooo funnnyyy. Isn't shee funny Serleeenaaa" I'm pretty sure he meant Selena but I heard a 'Yeaaaa suuupperr funnyy' in the background. Oh great they were both drunk. "I'm serious I don't know what to do" "Tarraaa what 'v' doesss shee wantt?" "MINE! She wants my 'v'" I had to speak a little quieter because Nilah was only in the other room. "Ohhhhh iss wittle Tawa scerdd ov a wottle women?" "No I just don't feel confortable around women like this" "Tara, dear, that's the point of this, soo you can learn to feel all loosey goosey around women" I knew that was Serena talking and I could tell she wasn't as drunk. "Ok. How about we make this much more fun" James was back on, and knowing him he had some kind of trick up his sleeve. Especially if he was drunk "I bet you couldn't turn a girl on anyway. You wouldn't even get far enough to sleep with you. She'd probably kick you out" Now, I knew that he had sobered up just a bit to remember this moment. "Is this a bet?" "Your call" I knew I shouldn't say yes. But he was testing my nerves. Of course I can turn a girl on. I would be able to sleep with Nilah at the snap of my fingers. But I shouldn't say yes. NO.NO.NO.NO.NO.NO.NO.NO "YES"
WHAT!?!?
"See you tomorrow Tara. Good luck" I could see his victorious smirk that I so bady wanted to smack off his face. When Nilah had walked back in the room with her hands full, I had realized that my phone was still to my ear, but the call ended awhile ago. "You okay, Tary?" I bit my lip which I prayed looked kind of sexy. I was no way in hell gonna loose this bet. No exceptions. So I did the only thing that would get me out alive. I pretend.
"Oh course I am babe. Now come over here and lets eat this delicious food." I could tell she liked my change in attitued. But what made me more worried was what hse whispered in my ear while we were eating.
"I can't wait for dessert" I almost choked and died.
S.O.S
LOL IDEK HOW IM GONNA WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER. I ASSURE YOU I AM STRAIGHT. BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT MIDNIGHT MEMORIED. AHHHHH IM DEAD JUST ALIVE. IM ALIVE BUT DEAD. YOU GET IT. WHAT YOUR FAV SONGS. IF I WAS ABOUT TO BE MURDERED AND THE ONLY WAY FOR ME TO SURVIVE WAS TO CHOOSE IT WOULD BE RIGHT NOW AND YOU AND I. BUT IF I WASNT ABOUT OT BE MURDERED...I DONT HAVE A FAV.
Txx
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Humor"Shake what your momma gave you!" Never have I ever thought that that saying would actually have to apply to me. Tara Swann isn't just your average extremely cocky, witty, and unbelievably lazy teen. But, she is also an agent *aka badass butt kic...
