"Let's make a deal." He offers.
There is no way in hell that I will make a deal with the devil himself. "I--" but before I could say anything else he pushed me against the side of his car, "I won't show the video of you dancing around your room nak...
Me and Charlie are drinking hot chocolate in my favorite cafe, the purple cup.
"I don't really know right now, Ree. What I saw really broke my heart." Said Charlie, "But enough about me. Tell me, how does it feel being Seth's 'girlfriend'?"
"To be honest, I'm not really sure. But on the bright side at least I made it through the whole day without getting attacked by Celine." I say.
"Yet... she could just be waiting for the right time to pounce." He said.
"Yeah right! She's not smart enough to think of that." We pay for our drinks and head out the door.
At the exact moment that I passed the doors of the café I felt a hand slap my face. And that hand belonged to Celine.
"I told you so," I hear Charlie whisper-yell from behind me.
*EARLIER THAT DAY*
"Penso che sto pazzo. (I think I'm going crazy.)" I mutter under my breath.
I know how to speak 3 languages; the first is English and the second is tagalog because my grandma was a Filipino and I third is Italian because my Grandfather was half Italian and half American.
It's been a week since me and Seth made the deal. I'm currently thinking of what to wear, today is the start of me posing as Seth's girlfriend. Why did I agree to do this again? What the fuck was I thinking?? My phone makes a ping sound,
At 7:15am Seth: Wear something sexy, I'm picking you up in 10 minutes, babe.
Something sexy? Who the fuck does he think he is my stylist? No way.
*****
I hear the doorbell ring and the sound of a door opening. I can hear my mother's voice chat with Seth downstairs. "Reed darling, somebody is here for you. He says he's your boyfriend." My mom says.
Oh great, just what I needed. My mom thinks I have a new boyfriend, why can't the earth just open up and swallow me whole?
I take one final look at my reflection. I don't look too bad. I'm wearing my maroon/purple (ish) jumper that has a little pocket on the upper right side with a little elephant drawn on to it and a pair of the most comfiest jeans ever, a choker, a pearl bracelet, my trusty converse and to top it all off a messy bun.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
As I was walking down the stairs I glare at him. That little prick, who does he think he is marching around all confident.
