Princess Charming

Chapter twelve

Cynthia's POV

"I still don't understand what is so bad about telling Julian it was you he was with."

"I just don't want anything to happen between us."

"What are you getting at?"

"I don't want to develop feeling for him."

"Is that it?"

"Well, I..."

"You..."

"I don't want to disappoint him."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"In his head he is probably picturing me as a beautiful sexy brunette. but no it's just me."

"Come on. that's the biggest load of crap you've said al day. What's not to be proud of?"

"You're so delusional."

"Come on give him a chance."

"He'll just forget about it in a few days anyway."

I heard Nat's phone go off in her pocket.

"Hello? yes... ok... really?! yep of course we will! ok bye!"

"What was that?"

"A guy from a magazine wants us to model for him!"

"Ok that's weird, random and creepy. how the hell does he even know us?"

"Oh right. Well he's friend with my mum. She sent a picture of us going to Julian's party to him and he now wants us to be in his magazine. But we have to wear what we did at the party!"

"But what if Julian reads it?"

"So? who cares if he does?"

"He will figure out that it was me!"

"Oh. I didn't think of that."

"I really want to though. Ill just give it some thought."

I looked down at my phone and saw message from Julian.

Who are you?

Damn! how did he get my number?

How did you get my number?

I kinda 'borrowed' your phone and snooped around. But you came back too quick so I only had time to find your number

When did I even leave my phone unguarded?

When you chased after Nat

Do you know who I am?

No

Good

I need to know who you are! it's killing me!

What would you do if you found out anyway?

I looked up and saw that Nat was giggling at me.

"Who you talking to?"

"No one."

"Sure."

GTG

Wait!

I quickly shut my phone off and shoved it in my pocket.

"You want him don't you!"

"Ew! no!"

"What ever you say!"