Paid Boyfriend *Watty Awards 2012 Winner* (Editing)

Chapter 26: #8 on Daniella's List

Daniella Campbell

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What the hell is this?

It's a map.

How odd.

Then there's a folded note sticked on the lower right corner of the letter, it says:

"I'm fulfilling number eight of your list so please follow the map and meet me at the camping place at 7pm later. I'm not going to your house today because I was warned by your bodyguards."

I folded it back and placed it inside my pocket.

You've got a lot of explaining to do, John.

After classes, I sneaked in outside but I was too late.

My twenty bodyguards are blocking my way at the gate.

"Oh great. Will you guys ever leave me alone?!" I said, my two hands on my waist.

Of course, like a bodyguard, they're just standing and not saying anything.

I gave a deep sigh and hopped on my limo.

I closed the door and saw from my limo's rear window, my bodyguards, getting in their respective limos as well.

Don't tell me they're going to follow me.

I started to drive on a John's way of driving if I don't want to be killed by my father.

I can't believe this!

I wanted to stall them but they're just everywhere.

I arrived in my house and I can see them getting in standing everywhere.

Two standing on my front door, two standing infront of the back door, two standing outside each room etc. etc.

How am I supposed to go and meet John now.

It's 5:30pm and I am mixing some hot cocoa staring at them, all of them are all eyes on me.

Maybe I should stall them.

I grabbed my kitchen gloves and started to bake a huge pizza for all these big guys.

I peeked at them and they seem to be attracted to the smell of the pizza baking in the oven.

I took it out and placed it on the center of the table and told them,

"Go on, eat!"

They stared at each other and ran to the dining table.

I sneaked past them and went inside my bedroom.

What is number eight again?

Oh right, camp out.

I packed some marshmallows, chocolate bars and graham crackers for making smores, frozen mini hotdogs, some sticks for the finger food I brought, matchsticks but then I thought it's too mainstream so I substituted it with my lighter, my folded tent, a flashlight, emergency money, extra clothes, water, a thermos of apple cider, a map, a camera, my cellphone.

Okay, I am ready.

I peeked outside and I was surprised to see the pizza all gone and all of my bodyguards in their places again.

Oh brother, what do I do now?

I was thinking of how to escape then I realized.

I have a window here in my room.

I can open it and escape! That's brilliant.

I silently opened the windows wearing my backpack with all of my things inside and atlast, I am outside of my house.