" Am I in love with Mr. Wrong? Why? How? When did this happen? "
meet Miss goody-two shoes : A simple, modest girl who cares a lot about her friends and family.
meet Mr. Wrong : A popular, bad-ass playboy who loves to trick girls all...
I'll dedicate the next chapter to the person with the longest comment XD Someone suggest me a quote for this chapter plz!
(N/A) Recap of previous chapters:Kate moved to a new city and made some friends as well as foes, at her new school. On Jessy's birthday party, Kate was fooled by Zac and was made drunk. Michael tried to save her and Jessy didnt like the bond Michael has with Kate. Later Dave took away the drunken Kate to his place with a mischievous plan. Zac came to the rescue and saved Kate while she blacked out. On the other hand Jessy is upset with Michael & Kate and said things about them to Nanny, which she didnt actually mean to say. Michael heard their conversation secretly, and was hurt. On the other hand, Kate woke up after being drunk and found herself in an unfamiliar place.
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I shot up from the bed, dazed. Blinking several times, I looked around and swallowed the panic climbing up my throat at the unfamiliar room. Where the hell am I? And whose clothes am I wearing?
"It would really help right now if you don't panic." I muttered to myself taking several deep breaths to calm my rapid beating heart.
I was wearing a white tank top and over it was a black cardigan along with black sweatpants. But I can recall that at the party I was wearing that black dress given by Michael. Then when did I change? Or did someone change my clothes? Who?
This thought made me more worried. Since paranoia was my best friend, I looked at my arms and was relieved that I still had all my fingers. I wiggled my toes. Great, still worked. Lifting my top, I made sure I didn't have any fresh stitches or pain. Someone could have stolen my liver, kidneys or any of my precious organs. Satisfied that all my body parts were intact, I studied the room more closely.
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To call it a room seemed an understatement. It was large and furnished with expensive, tasteful things. A wide glass window with heavy white curtains encompassed almost the whole wall to my right. High-priced paintings were strategically placed on white walls and an enormous TV sat in front of an L-shaped cream couch. A shimmering silver chandelier was hanging above. Its not like I have not lived in an expensive house, I mean come on, my father owns a mansion but still, this bedroom is modernly decorated and mine is a bit ancient. I quietly removed myself from the bed, feet sinking into plush carpeting. Whoever owned this place must be rich, and I had no intention of meeting him.
