C h a p t e r 15
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I stepped foot out of the school and made my way to the parking lot, where I was suppose to meet up with Blake. He, surprisingly, was already there, leaning in his black Audi, looking like he came out of the magazine with his usual bad boy outfit. A white V-neck covered by his black leather jacket and also a black sunglasses shielding his eyes from the seething rays of the four o'clock in the afternoon sun.
When he saw me walking to him, his long legs strode towards me with his hands on his pockets and walked like a model of Calvin Klein.
Once in a while, girls would wave at him or some who are confident enough to come up to him and suck his esophagus dry like what Barbie did. And it just made his head bigger than a planet.
He is such an arrogant prick!
I crossed my arms at him, as soon as we were face to face. "Took ya long enough." I grumbled.
He smirked. "Jealous?"
I glared at him but did not make a remark. His brain is too wrapped up with being an egotistic jerk that he might not understand what I have to say.
"So what is this 'not so important ' meeting that we need to have?" I say instead.
"Later. First, you have to get in the car." He opened the door to the passenger seat, motioning me to get inside.
"And what? You'll kill me and dumped my body in a swamp? Not a chance." I cross my arms in front of my chest.
"I can't tell you here. It's top secret." He whispers. A lot of people are now swarming the parking lot, now that their classes had also ended.
"No." I stomped a foot on the ground, indicating that I will not be entering his car.
"Just get in." He sighed in exasperation.
"No is still no. Get that through your thick skull." I stand my ground. I have no intentions in sitting next to him in his car and going somewhere far away from school when I know my life is dangling in the air. I can't just possibly walk around like everything is fine cause it surely isn't.
"You are really stubborn, aren't you?" He came closer to me and suddenly, I was lifted off my feet.
"Hey! Put me down, you little prick!" I shout.
"Little? Says the person who's toes can reach the ground." He flings me in his shoulder with my ass on view.
This is embarrassing.
People stopped to unfold the scene and watch us both.
I covered my face out of their view and also to hide the heat creeping on my face.
"You are so going to detention, Blake!" I growled as my hands hit his back a hundred times. Though, it made no painful response to him. I could say, I was failing miserably.
"Don't care." Was his only response.
He threw me inside his car and before I could run through the hills, he had child-locked on.
He then jog to his side and put the key to the ignition.
The car roared into life.
"I really hate you, Blake." I glared at him.
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"Can I take your order, sir?"
"Yeah. Can I have two chicken nugget burger and fries and also a coke float and...a large Mcflurry for my girlfriend right here." Blake says.
I resist the urge to roll my eyes and elbow him on the stomach. Or stomp on his foot, hard.
We are in the McDonald's ordering some food if you haven't guessed it.
I was held captive by this psychopath.
Once we had arrived here, he was pinning himself right beside me, literally glued to me. He was holding me tightly, for the fact that he knew I was going to bolt out of here when he lets me go. So unfortunately for me, I had to stick with him.
So this is what Marriane must have felt when I was pinned beside her.
Bummer.
The girl behind the cashier glared at me, evilly.
I muster up one of my best fake smiles to her. She raised her sight back to Blake. She was looking at him like he was a piece of candy.
"Okay sir. I'll be right with you in a minute. And here is your number card, sir." She flashed him a big smile and gave him the number.
"Can you give me your number too?" Blake flirted with her. I made a face.
Ugh.
I wanted to vomit my breakfast and lunch right here, right now.
"Ooh. Sure." The girl bend forward, giving us a show of her fake breast and fanned her long artificial lashes to him, thinking that I'll be jealous over this stupid thing.
Ugh. Can't believe she's flirting back. I tried my best to swallow back the bile in my throat.
Blake winked at her and pulled me out of the line and went to find a vacant booth for us.
An empty booth was right across the glass window and he slipped us both in it.
With me trapped between the glass and him, there was no way I can escape this.
Defeated, I slumped back in my chair.
"Awe. Don't be a grumpy baby. Didn't I tell you, you look ugly when you frown." He says as he shuffled my hair.
I swatted his hands and frowned deeper.
I gave him the cold shoulder until the food he had ordered arrived with the slutty cashier holding it.
"Here you go, sir." She placed all the food, slowly. Every time she places something, she arches forward for Blake to see her goodies.
She is starting to annoy the hell out of me. How many minutes does it take for her to put all our orders?! I'm a hungry woman! And I am not me when I'm hungry!
And the fact that, Blake was not annoyed of how slow she was working, he was ogling and drooling like a hungry puppy just made it worse.
Pervert.
"Could you please do it a little faster! I'm hungry!" I groaned. Both their heads snap at me, as if they forgot I was there with them, witnessing their little moment.
"Do you really want me to call your manager and tell him how slow your service is? Does it have to take an hour for you to finish putting up all our orders?" I wave my hands,frantically.
"Seriously! Are you a freaking snail or a human! I can't figure that out. What I can figure out is that your wasting my time with your petty flirting. Did you know since I was a kid, I liked McDonald's but now I'm staring to not like it because of you!" I continued grumbling.
"Ugh! If I were the manager here I would kick your ass out-" Someone patted me in the shoulder, interrupting my outburst.
"What?!" I growled at the person.
"Woah. Easy. Calm down. Don't worry, she's gone. You might have scared her a bit." Blake raises his hands in surrender.
"It was kinda funny actually. You should have seen her face. Like she had seen a ghost or something." He guffaws.
I shook my head. "Let's just eat. I'm starving." My stomach grumbled.
