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Barbie and Ken [5]

Dedicated to fangirlingforever303 for being such an active reader by voting and commenting, and also by messaging me. This is her favourite chapter!! Sharky. 

☼Leila Perez☼

I woke up with a loud yawn. A shiver shook me and I looked up. My window was wide open. I swear I closed it last night, after the Jerk had moved in next door. I shut it with a bang, glaring at Castor. He was watching me with a grin. I rolled my eyes and shut the blinds too. Why hadn't I just changed in the bathroom downstairs? I'm an idiot. He'll probably tell Ethan. There goes me in total...

I yawned again and stretched. I did my twenty-five sit ups and fifteen push-ups. I showered in my bathroom and washed my hair in that beautiful flowery scented shampoo. I dried it quickly and put it up in a messy bun. I walked into my bedroom, stark naked. I opened my wardrobe and my mouth fell open. Where were all my things that I hung on coat-hangers? I gulped and pulled open my underwear drawer. 

Stacked in a neat pile were this season's pink Angel VS diamond bra and panties set, my black booty shorts and a white Santa Cruz muscle tee. On top of the pile was a sticky note with a smiley face. I changed quickly, freezing my ass off. I felt bare for a school morning but ran to my window with a shriek and poked my head out, "You f****** b******! Why the f*** would you even think about taking my clothes! You know I don't want to show my face at the f****** school so why the freak would you do this?!"

"That's a lot of swearing for a nerd," he said plaintively. 

I growled, "Castor Cruz, answer me!"

"I did it to help you," he winked, "Sooner rather than later, right?"

"Give me my clothes back!"

"No," he smirked. 

"Ugh!" I shrieked again and stuffed my books into my bag, taking out my hair. I ran downstairs, "Mum!"

She jumped when she saw my appearance, "What are you wearing?"

She was sitting over a cup of coffee with Ms Cruz from next door. 

Ms Cruz cocked her head, "Leila, you didn't seem like the kind to wear that to school."

"Your son did this," I accused immediately, "He stole all my clothes last night and left me with this. Heck! These clothes haven't even come out yet, not even in Europe! I'm dead! And I definitely can't wear a pink diamond bra from Victoria's Secret under a muscle tee! That screams s***!"

"Castor did this?" Mum asked, concerned, "He might annoy you, but he wouldn't do this. How'd he find out anyway?"

"Why do you have clothes that haven't come out yet?"

"I'm a Victoria's Secret model," I said to Ms Cruz, "And, mum, I stupidly wore my outfit from the photoshoot yesterday in my bedroom in front of Castor."

"You idiot, Leila," she murmured, "But we'll talk to Castor tonight. You're gonna have to wear that to school."

"I-I..." All that hard work for nothing.

*****

Evie squealed as I made my way to my locker, "Why the hell are you wearing that?!"

"Castor," was all I said.

"Ooh," she said with wide eyes, "Do you like him? Is that why you're wearing this season's clothes?"

I sighed. Evie was completely oblivious to the whispers and stares I was getting. 

"No, Evie, he's a complete Jerk," I slammed my locker door, "He just stole most of my clothes last night and left me with this."

"That douche!" she shrieked, "Did he find out?"