Girlfriend For the Month?

Chapter 4

Ross' POV

As soon as she said those words, I prepared to be beaten up, made fun of, or pushed around.

I turned around, and she grabbed my arm, turning me again to face her, and stared at me. And then she started laughing her fucking ass off.

"What's so funny?" I asked. Because seriously she's  kinda freaking me outt. She finally calms down, and wipes her eyes and then says, "You were acting like I was gonna beat you up, when you're like, a foot taller than me!" 

I look down and say, "Well that doesn't really stop anyone else from beating me up, does it?" 

She stops laughing abruptly, and then looks at me seriously.

"You get beaten up?" I nod. And she hesitates before asking, "Can I see?"

I nod again and take my hoodie and wife beater off.

She gasps, looking at all the cuts and bruises covering my chest, arms, and stomach.

"Who. Did. This." She says, and I almost pee my pants from how scary she sounds.

"Well, unless you plan on beating up every sophomore at this school, then there's really nothing you can do about it. Plus, it's fine. I'm used to it." I say, shrugging in my clothes. 

Her jaw drops, and she looks at me incredulously. "ALL of them?" she squeaks. I nod, knowing that if i said anything of end up laughing.  But then I realise that pretty soon she'll be doing the exact same thing in a little while. 

"But hey," I say coldly, "It's not like you'll be any different in a week or two." 

She walks up to me slowly, and looks me right in the eye. "I. Will. NEVER. Be like them," she says, and then, still looking me in the eye, she backs away, and sits down. 

"You need a girlfriend," she says casually.  I swear, if  I was drinking something, I would've choked. 

"N-no don't!" I manage to say. She raises an eyebrow, and slips a folded peice of paper in my hand. "See you tomorrow, Ross." She says before leaving. I stand there, confused, before I realise that lunch is over. Duh.

{After school because ain't nobody got time fo dat!}(still Ross' POV)

As I walk in the door,  I remember the slip of paper Laura gave me. I head up to my room, then close and lock the door. I take out the paper and start to read:

"Hi! This is a message from the FGA, or the Federal Government Agency. Call (***) ***-**** for info on donating to the agency, or if you are looking for a position."

Written in girly handwriting at the bottom was:

"Hey, Ross. I know that up there didn't make sense. Well FGA actually stands for Fake Girlfriend Agency. Call the number, and then say, " I am looking for a certain position involving reassuring the status of a business relationship." Oh, and if you're wondering, I wrote this after I heard the rumors. I figured you could use some help. Call around 4:30, kay? Luv ya!"

I look at the time, and realise it's already 3:32. I picked up my phone shakily. After all, Laura could be lying. I don't even know her. I look down and realise I've already typed in the number. Oh well. I press call, silently hoping no one picks up. But, just my luck, someone does. Well, a girl does.

"Hello this is the FGA, how may I be of service?" She says smoothly.

I pick up the paper with shaky hands, thinking that this might actually be a government company, and Laura did this, just to mess with me.

"I am looking for a certain position involving reassuring the status of a business relationship." I say quickly, and then hopfor the best while expecting the worst. 

"Of course. Do you have a particular spokesperson in mind?" She inquires lightly.

"Um  I-- is Laura in?"

She laughs and then says, "Of course! I'm guessing you're Ross? With the 'hot abs' as Laura says?" She laughs out.

I chuckle lightly. Of course that's what Laura said after I took my shirt off to show her my bruises. 

"Yes, this is Ross." 

Okay so she wasn't lying.

"Okay Laura is coming one sec."

I wait a little, before hearing Laura's voice come from the phone. "Ross? You there?"

Yeah," I say, smirking. "Heard you liked my abs, Laura."

I hear her yell at the other girl for telling me, and laugh lightly.

"Yeah, so what? Anyways, I'm supposed to be your fake girlfriend. We can start, how about Thursday? Because I have to build a reputation before I can be seen with you, so that we aren't both thrown to the bottom of the Highschool food chain."

I chuckle at her description, "Okay, Thursday it is. But like, when? I mean lunch, or..?"

She laughs lightly, "Yeah, lunch is fine. Bye Rossy! Love you!"

I laugh loudly. "Rossy?" "Yeah," she laughs. "It suits you!" 

I chuckle. "Okay... Bye Laur." 

She hangs up and I lay back on my bed. Only five more days. 

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