The Bad Boy, Cupid & Me

The Bad Boy, Cupid & Me [ 22 ]

Sunlight entered through the opened windows, ending the peaceful sleep I had had all night long. 

Slowly opening my eyes, I took in my surroundings and instantly remembered that I was staying at the Carter residence for two weeks until my parents returned. 

Woah...is it Monday already? 

Wait, Monday means school, right? 

Yay life. 

Getting up at super speed, I made my way towards the bathroom, took the world's fastest shower, brushed my teeth and headed downstairs for breakfast. 

Confused at how no one was up yet, I opened the cupboard and grabbed the cereal box and milk from the fridge. Munching away on a spoonful of Cheerios, I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and cringed. 

11:45 am. 

Life is peaking. 

"Why are you up so early?"  

Spinning around in the chair, I looked at Reece who as always, resembled a model as he leant against the wall.

Choking on my Cheerios and violently coughing, I looked at him like he was crazy. "Early? It's quarter to twelve! We've just missed two classes this morning!"  

"Your point being...?" 

I blinked at how calm he was being about this. He was the smartest student at Prescott Private. He currently ranks FIRST in the entire school - that's saying A LOT. How is he always so carefree?! 

He smirked. "You need to chill, Chloe. Live a little." 

"Live a little?" 

Reece walked over towards me, on the coffee table, he picked up a white note I hadn't noticed was there and dropped it onto the kitchen counter in front of me. Pulling my eyebrows together, I gave him a puzzled look which he only returned with his million dollar smirk. 

Gently, I picked it up, immediately recognizing my handwriting. 

"What the Hell? I don't remember writing this." 

Reece looked surprised. "You don't?" 

Confused, I looked at him for answers. "Nooo..." 

His expression held onto a mixture of disappointment and relief, all at the same time. "Do you remember anything at all from yesterday?" 

"Yeah, coming here and eating all your brownies." I smiled cheekily. "Everything after that's pretty much a blur...Why?" I asked, suspision rising by the second. 

Much to my distaste, he stepped back, looking irritated. "Nevermind."  

Realisation hit me like I'd been splashed with icy water. "Reece...those weren't ordinary brownies, were they?"

He massaged the back of his neck awkwardly. "Well, you see..."

My eyes widened. "Oh my Lord. Please tell me I didn't have Hash Brownies again!"

This time, Reece's eyes opened to its extent. "Again?! What do you mean, 'again'? You've had them before?"

I let out a nervous laugh. "Charlie once invited a couple of friends...long story." I shook my head, trying to get rid of the memories I'll live with for the rest of my life...well, not so much memories, just videos that Charlie decided would be funny to record. "Please tell me I wasn't too embarrassing." I asked him, fear rising inside me by the second.

Reece chuckled. "You talked to inanimate objects a lot..."

My eyebrows creased in disapproval. "So I've been told..."