My Contract Girlfriend

Chapter 5: Gab's type of boy

Chapter 5: Gab's type of boy

"What? Why didn't I know this? Who is the lucky guy?" Dhez asked shockingly. Instead of answering I bring her to the gym where I know my crush is supposed to be. I looked around and when my eyes finally met him, I looked at Dhez.

"He's on the bleacher, 2nd row" I said. almost whispering. Dhez jaw drop open, staring at my crush with wide eye.

"Of all people, why do you like our school janitor?" she ask bewildered.

"What?" I ask confused. I look at the bleacher where I saw my crush sitting but instead I saw the janitor sitting watching the students, who are currently practicing. "No! not him! it was just a mistaken Identity." I said. I roamed my eyes and found my crush kissing other girl they were at the side of the bleacher not minding the people around them.

"There he was kissing other girl" I sadly said. staring at the scene with sad, depressed eyes.

"Seriously? You like The senior's bad ass playboy?" Dhez asked bewildered, giving me a look as if I was insane.

Mark Wilton, the senior's bad ass playboy, he wasn't the boyfriend material, he just use girls for bedroom purposes. He's rich, handsome, and all girls are crazy about him.

"Seriously, yes!" I said with a serious look on my face. "What can I do? I love him! I just have to accept the fact that he will never notice me." I continued.

"No, of course he will! Your pretty, smart and kind" Dhez said to brighten me up but her words doesn't seem to be effective.

"No! He wants super beautiful girls, who flaunt too much skin by wearing skimpy clothes and a girl who partied a lot!" I stated brokenheartedly.

Dhez let out a sigh of dismay. "It's true.." She averted her gaze on me. For the second time I look at my crush.

"Come on Gab, I'm hungry" Dhez said, grabbing my arm, I smiled at her.

"It's usual" I said mockingly, I chuckled a bit as she scowled at me placing her hands on her waist.

"Lets go!" I said. We darted out the school gym and go to the canteen where the food is supposed to be.

"Say Gabriellie, why do you like Mark Wilton?" She ask dipping her fries in Mayonaise. I was about to open my mouth to answer when suddenly, a sound of someone clearing their throat interrupted us.

"Hey girls, did I heard it right? Who among you like Mark Wilton?" James asked frowning, taking a seat next to me. Dhez didn't say anything she continue chewing her fries.

"I have a crush on Mark Wilton" I admit. What's the reason to hide it, he knows he just force me into this relationship thing. James look at me, I saw a glint of sadness in his eyes.

"Okay. It's just a crush, no big deal!" He said. He smile but you can see in his eyes he wasn't happy. He entwined our hands and kiss me on my cheek, a tint of blush forming on my cheeks.

"What's up James?" Dhez asked trying to ease the awkwardness.

"Nothing much, I haven't talk to you for quite some time" He said as he pick up fries on the table.

"Yeah. Busy.." Dhez replied.

"Excuse me for a while, I'll go buy something to drink" She excused her self and shift away in our sight.

"How's my girl" James asked smiling, looking at me.

"I'm good, How about my boyfiee" I turn back the question to him. He chuckled a bit.