How Did Emogurl Fall for the Hot Jerk Part 3
A/N: Hiyyy im making part 3 longer than the other #1 because of the great response it got and #2 because of my teams GLORIOUS win we're going to the semi-finals WOOT!! Wish us luck!
Here is the outfit Cassi put on at the end of part 2: http://www.polyvore.com/how_did_emogurl_fall_for/set?id=16407765
Have fun reading!
Cassi POV: 6:00pm
"Cassi honey, would you please come downstairs?"
As I walked down, I came face to face with a group of people I didn't know. Before I sat down I scanned the faces until my eyes came to rest on one.
"HOLY MUTHER FUCKING SHIT!!!! MOM, I AM NOT GETTING MARRIED TO THAT PREPPY SHIT!!!!!!!"
My mom's voice sharp as nails whipped back at me, "Watch your language, and you know him?"
"Yes I know him, the DIMWIT, bugged me for the WHOLE damn day!"
"WELL LISTEN, EMO BITCH, THERE'S NO WAY I AM MARRYING A FREAK LIKE YOU!!!!"
See for me there's a thin line between ok & crossing it, and right now Tristan was very much so crossing it. I charged him, unfortunately I only got to punch him once, which kinda sucked, because I would've preferred to beat the SHIT outta him, before I was pulled off of him.
"Don't you EVER comment of me like that, you don't even KNOW what I go through."
After that he shut up, and during the ride to his house he didn't say a single word to me at all. I sat away from him and tried to answer as many texts as I could from my bro, and his gf, my best friend Katie. When we arrived at his house I freaked out. No I take that back.....not a house, a FREAKING mansion!
"OMG its....beautiful."
I stared up at it in awe. It was meant to be a rhetorical statement, in which he wasn't supposed to reply, but nooo the stupid PREP {a/n: no offense to da preps out ther I have friends who are preps} just had to ruin the moment.
"Yeah, uh-huh, come on lets go in!"
Tristan's POV:
[a/n: originally Tristan's part was much, MUCH shorter but I wanted to add more!] GAH! I hate her, but I like her WTF is going on with my mind! I cant like her. She's everything I dislike!!! She's emo, likes NEON colors for GODSSAKES and she listens to that DAMNASS annoying metal music! The worst part of it is that I have to share a room...AND A BED WITH HER!!!!!
"Ummm.....shit....this is the thing I...we...have to share a room....and a bed..."
I stood there staring at her gorgeous.......DID I JUST SAY THAT!!!
Hehehe, yes, yes I believe you did!
Who are you?
your annoying subconscious, hehehe and even though you wont admit it, I honestly don't know how hard it is to do that....YOU LIKE HER DUMBASSS!!!
Well would you look at that....I barely know my subconscious and here it is calling me a dumbass wow...
Well Tristan aint dat a surprise oh and my name is Charles!
I was interrupted out of my mental war with my subconscious when Cassi shoved past me and walked to where I pointed to where my room was.
Cassi POV:
I realized that I couldn't jeopardize my mom's chance to be free of that bastard so I gritted my teeth and walked into his bedroom. I hated Tristan and all....except for his whole DAMN body....but his room was off da CHAIN!!!
[A/n: here is the links to the bedroom, I couldn't choose so there are 2 and for the first link the bedroom is the 2 picture: Bedroom 1:
HYPERLINK "http://modern-interior-decorations.blogspot.com/2009/12/minimalist-style-of-modern-bedroom.html" http://modern-interior-decorations.blogspot.com/2009/12/minimalist-style-of-modern-bedroom.html
Bedroom 2: HYPERLINK "http://www.furniturelux.com/pimages/%7BD1D5B34B-AAF1-4C87-9C6E-CE6FBB43CBEB%7D.jpg" http://www.furniturelux.com/pimages/%7BD1D5B34B-AAF1-4C87-9C6E-CE6FBB43CBEB%7D.jpg
Pick the best one cuz I couldn't choose lol.]
I plopped down on the bed, and my LG Prada II buzzed indicating I had received a text.
[A/n: Dman=Drake, kkols=Katie, emoRoc=Cassi]
kkols: OMFG Cassi ur brz goin crzy!
emoRoc: Sht!
kkols: Whr r yhu?
emoRoc: umimhavnanarrangedmarriageandtheguyistristianskye....
kkols:O.0 he sexy....umm...ur bro wntz 2 spk 2 yhu...
Dman: YR GETN MARRIED! @#$*
emoRoc: if I gt mrrd to dis dude...den mom cn leav that SOB!!
Dman: I cnt belive it.....
Tristan walked in at that moment and motioned to me.
emoRoc: heyy brz the DEVIL has entrd da building...igtg love ya :P
Dman: Bye siz dnt let him gt 2 ya <3 u too
"What do you want?"
"Go change, my friends are coming over.."
"Fine get out PREPPYNERD!!"
"As if you have anything to look at DEVILSPAWN!!!!"
I lifted my suitcase up, off the floor and onto the bed, and searched for something to wear. I grabbed a black and purple checkered tank, some black shorts, and went into the bathroom.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, I realized that 'prep boy' was gone. Using my memory, I walked downstairs to the kitchen, grabbed a coke, and hearing voices, I walked into the den. Man! Was all I could say, cause his friends were HOTT! I decided to spice things up a bit. I walked over to Tristan, and in as much of a sexy, seductive, and sultry I could manage with out laughing, I said, "Heyy sexy."
I could see his eyes grow wide, and hear the wolf whistles of his friends as I moved my lips closer to his. I could feel his eyes on me, and I in turn could hear his breathing quicken. I leaned in even closer until we were a bout { } that far apart, and I pulled away.
Smirking I burst out laughing, "HAHHAHAHA, if ida known you wanted me so bad then...but anyways you gotta work to get this babe."
I got of his lap and walked out towards the pool, as he stared after me in visible shock.
[A/N: Hello my loyal fanz thanks soo much for reading, and if you want feel free to tell me some stories to read, ill gladly read yours...anywayz ill b typin part 4 up tomorrow so if I get between 10-20 by 8om tomorrow ill post kk tell me what you think about this one molto amore mio tifosi!!!!
English Translation: Much love my fans : )]
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