Little Miss Bitch | ✓

Chapter Eight

Danielle's P.O.V

"Let's go to a party." Cole says, walking into my room, making me regret the decision of allowing Cole to stay in my room.

See what I mean? People always tend to make themselves comfortable like they are moving in.

I continue to sketch the outline of Maya's hair, not bothering to look up at the Cole who is watching me. "Are you asking me out, Cole Walker?" I ask, not taking my eyes off the paper. I hear Cole laugh for a few seconds before it completely dies.

"As much as our mother's would love that, you wish, princess." Cole says and I roll my eyes, settling my book beside me. I turn my body and stare up at the Cole.

"I prefer Leonardo DiCaprio over you any day, buddy so chill." I say, grinning at Cole who is raising one of his eyebrows at me, confusion and digust clear on his face.

"Leonardo DiCaprio? Really?" He asks and I nod, my eyes shutting for a few seconds as I imagine Leonardo DiCaprio in my mind.

Damn, instead of letting him die in the water, I will die with him! I don't care if that means I'm dead, as long as I am with Leonardo, I'm happy.

I cross one of my legs over the other and look up at Cole, the grin still on my lips. "Oh and who would you prefer, Cole?" I ask and Cole smirks.

"Megan Fox." Cole says and I roll my eyes, the urge of throwing up overwhelms me but I try and push the urge away.

"And you think Leo is bad." I mumble, chewing on the inside of my cheek in annoyance. Cole walks over to me and lifts my chin up so I am looking up at him.

I'd sure be lying if I said that Cole didn't look hot because in reality, he is oh so fine. Not as fine as Leonardo though, right?

Right.

"Changing the topic, your coming to the party tonight." Cole says and I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Who said?"

"Your mom." Cole says and I gasp.

"My mom said that?" I ask and Cole nods. I immediately stand up, pushing Cole out of the way and walking out of my room. I storm towards the kitchen where my mom is standing, a glass of wine in her hand as she talks to Andrea. Her bright pink hair is tied up in a loose bun and I hold in my laughter, trying to focus at the topic at hand.

Focus, Danielle.

"Mom, what is this I hear about you allowing me to go to a party with Cole?" I ask, raising my eyebrow at my mom. She narrows her eyes at me and sends me a glare.

"I don't want you here tonight after the pranks you pulled on me." My mom says in pure honesty and bluntness as she points to her hair and her mouth, earning and eye roll from me.

"I only did that because you and Andrea were talking about-"

"Danielle, I think we should get ready." Cole says behind me, his hand all of a sudden, covering my mouth. I grab his hand and pull it off me, sending my mom one last glare which basically says 'this conversation isn't over' before agreeing to get ready. I walk back into my room and notice that there is a black long sleeve dress that I haven't wore in a year or so laying on my bed.

"What is this?" I ask, turning around to look at Cole. He smiles and points at the dress.

"Your wearing that." Cole says and I roll my eyes.

"Dream on, pal." I say, before walking to my closet. Cole grabs my hand and spins me around so I am facing him once again. He sends me one of his famous grins and grabs the dress off my bed, handing it to me.