Arranged Marriage

Chapter One

I just got back from school as I open up the door I smell chocolate cake (my favourite), I instantly knew my mom was home. I dropped my bag at the door and took off my jacket, it was almost winter and it was getting cold outside .

"Hey hunny I'm home, " I sang.

"In the kitchen sweetie , I have some exciting news to tell you." She exclaimed..

"Wait,  don't tell me let me guess..... Am going to Chile?" I asked hopefully. She rolled her eyes, but still had on that mischievous smile, she open up her mouth and then she said in one long breath "youaregettingmarried "

"Mom could you please speak in English? I don't understand a word you just said."

"You. Are. Getting. Married!!" she exclaimed and started rambling about something but my world stopped when she said the 'M' word.  I just stood there and each second that passed felt like there was a time bomb ticking in my head waiting to explode.  I wanted to believe it was all a joke but the look on her face told me differently...

I stood there for what felt like two hours, but it was just two minutes. I finally came out of my daze.

"WHAT?!" I shouted. "How can you do this to me? What have I ever done to make you punish me  like this? Is is because I dented your favorite car??  I am sorry mom,  I promise I'll save up my allowance and even get a job to fix it back!!"

My mom stopped talking and looked at me accusingly and said "wait" eyes wide open with shock " it was you who dented my favourite car?!!"

Oh-oh I thought, I am so dead.

"Yes mom,  but that's not what we are talking about here,  we are talking about me getting married to a complete stranger, who might be a pedophile for all I know. " I changed the subject skillfully.. Mentally giving myself a pat on the back.

"I can't believe you dented my baby" my mom mumbled,  "but I'll deal with that later," she said putting on that mischievous smile again... 
"Your fiancé is not a pedophile for sure,  infact he's only 20 years old.
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Today is the day that am supposed to meet the guy- I refuse to call him my fiancé or future husband.  I don't even know what this guy looks like.

Well since you guys didn't know why I have to marry this guy. It's for two reasons,  well three reasons...
1. They want to buy this company but inorder to get it they have to let their daughter, which is me, marry the company's owners' eldest son. 

2. My parents saw it as an opportunity for me to "settle down ", they thought this was the perfect match for me.

3. I snitched on myself and this is punishment, for me that is, because my dad got blamed for it and had to sleep on the couch for a week and also he couldn't get any cookie from the cookie jar.. *wink wink* if u know what I mean..

Now before y'all go your parents are wicked blah blah blah..  They made me a deal if by the end of six months I still don't like him I can terminate the marriage and I'll be getting $1000 by the end of the six months if things don't work out.

So back to meeting the guy. I sat on my bed just staring at my closet,  wondering what the hell am I going to wear.
I took my phone out my pocket and called my best friend, Stacy.
Ring..
Ring.
Ring...

"hey bestie, what's up? "

"am sitting on my bed staring at the closet, don't know what to wear"

"OK,  am coming over, see you in 5"
*end phone call*

Ding dong goes the door bell...  That must be Stace.
"I'll get it, " I yelled, while running down the stairs.
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"Sooooo.....  What type of look do you want to go for?,  geeky, sexy, I could be your mom,  desperate...? "

"I'd go for desperate or geeky but I don't think my parents would appreciate that, so I'll go for casual but sexy."

"okay.... So wear this, " she said, while throwing me a yellow dress with a sweetheart neckline and stopped a little above my knees paired with a white purse and yellow and white wedges. I look at the outfit and then decided what I was going to wear.

"on second thought I am just going to wear my grey sweat suit and my white adidas, I mean it's comfortable and it's also chilly outside. "
I tied my hair in a messy bun and took up my phone and my money and I was ready.
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"You've gotta be kidding me, " I hissed.  The dude is half an hour late. I didn't even wanna be here, I could have been home day dreaming about Clarke Kent and Bruce Wayne.  I know what some of you might be thinking but don't hate, in my defence batman and superman are both hot (like drool worthy hot) and dream worthy.

I can't seem to find out who's hotter of the two;  whether batman or Superman.  Sad I want both but I can't have both.  Last night I dreamt that they both came to me and they said that I have to chose one of them.  Oh my.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't realize someone was sitting infront of me until I saw a hand waving infront of me.

Wolf whistle damn he is hot I thought while checking him out.

" If your done checking me out and now that I got your attention I'll like to speak, " the hottie infront me said in an annoyed voice.

What a jerk!

"I've been standing here for the last five minutes trying to get your attention," he said in the same tone as before.
This guy maybe hot but his attitude stinks.

I rolled my eyes and ask in the same tone of voice he did, "And who might you be mister?"

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