I laughed at the thought. Damn, a new car at the end of the week! Easy as 123. I smiled as I saw my target. Here comes my new 'playmate' Tashjia.
"Hey!" I shouted as I approached her. She turned her back and smiled sweetly. Damn, she has this angelic smile that gets my conscience alive.
"Hi. Wassup?" She said as she arranged fallen hair on her face. She was fucking breath-taking and I hate it, everytime.
"So, lunch break? Care to join me?" I answered. "No worries, I'm not going to treat you if that was bothering you." She hates it when I start paying for everything. She's independent and definitely, not a gold digger. She's different.
"Sure. Anyway, I got you something." She said and start looking for it. I tilted my head. Fuck, the first time someone got something for me. I'm... happy?
"Here." She said and handed me a letter. FIRST TIME FOR SOMETHING AND FIRST TIME FOR A LETTER. Fuck, this is so fanfuckingtastic.
"What for?" I try to sound as casual as I can be. She can't see the real Ashton and she won't.
"Our English Teacher got us a task in writing a letter for a friend. So, you're the only one I have beside my bestfriend in Miami. So I wrote you one." She said and wiggled her brows and showed me her perfect set of white teeth. I smiled back, sincerely. Seriously, I'm freaking touched.
"Thanks." i answered and pretend to text someone, but for realty check I put on notes 'Letter for Tashjia'. I need to payback, you know. We sat on two seater table and she ordered rice. Damn, she's thin. I orderedfreis and burger. Sha strated talking about Mary, the only friend she had before me. Again my conscience rise, I can't let her fall right? She only have me. Her parents are both in Seattle working, and she's here in New York- ALONE. Her parents only come home once a week.
"So, I never heard you dating someone or literally fucking them. You sure you are not sick?" She asked and chuckled. I smiled "I'm sick. So sick because I'm falling." She tilted her head, fuck yeah she don't get any of my freaking fuck lines!
"Falling of? Falling? I don't get it." She said and continue to eat her burger- she's an eater, I forgot to metntion.
"Are you fre-" I got cut when my phone started to blast in tone. I answered it quickly.
"Boy, you got her wrong. She's not being into you, you are being into her." and I am stiffed and stunned.
PS: SHORT UPDATE! Sorry. XOXO.
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The Playboy's Girl.
Teen FictionHe pushed me to the wall and shouted at my ears, "YOU ARE MINE!" I just nodded and he messed his hair up, is he that frustrated? "WHO ARE YOU TALKING WITH?!" He asked as he eyed me a death glare, I sighed. He's one hell of a guy. "My... uhhh... I d...
