Chapter 2

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"You're going to break his heart," Lani said in a matter-of-fact like tone when I told her about Dylan's proposal.

"Wait what?!?!" I asked in disbelief, this wasn't what I had in mind when I told her I would get revenge 11 months ago. I was thinking something more along the lines of egging his house or stealing his dog, not actually getting close with the idiot.

"Carter its simple. You make him fall head over heels in love with you and then you dump his sorry butt like he did to me!"

How could I say no to that? Less than a year ago my bestfriend was sitting on my bathroom floor eating Ben & Jerry's crying her eyes out because of this dirtbag, and I had promised vengeance.

Pulling out the crinkled piece of paper from my back pocket, I dialed Dylan's number. "Uh, hello?" He asked when he picked up the phone after the 3rd ring.

"Hey, um...its Carter," I replied.

"Oh hey, what took you so long to call? I've been waiting for you to beg for that date for about 3 hours now," he said cockily laughing through the line.

"Better late than never I guess," I said already hating the idea of spending a whole afternoon with him. The things I do for my best friend I swear!

"So you in?" He asked breaking my thoughts.

"Yeah sure, I'm in, but the tripping over the lace thing stays between us, got it?" I stated clearly annoyed.

"Sir yes sir," He replied, "Catch ya later Tarter Carter," and the line when dead. What kind of nickname is Tarter Carter?!!? I am the definition of sweet! The nerve of that guy! Ugh.

"Kill me now," I said groaning and throwing a pillow over my face.

"Oh come on, it wont be that bad! Go carting is fun!" Lani said collapsing next to me on my bed

"Not that bad?! I have to deal with that arrogant jerk for however long it takes for him to fall on love with me! You are so lucky you're my best friend," I said through the pillow.

"Oh yes yes yes, I have the greatest and bestiest best friend of all time," she said tackling me.

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"Did I just hear what I think I just heard?" Jason asked walking up to me as I was closing my locker on the way out of school that Thursday.

"I don't know Jason, enlighten me on your new found knowledge," I said heading to the main doors.

"That you're going on a date with Dylan James-" He practically shouted to the whole world.

"Shhhhh," I said quickly covering his mouth with my hand, "I'm trying to keep it on the down low dude!"

"Oh girl its way too late for that, you're like the 4th person I got confirmation on," He said removing my hand from his face, "why would you do such a thing to Lani?" he asked. Wait, so there were people outside this situation confirming facts about my life, oh dear lord.

"I'm doing this for Lani," I told him. When he gave me a puzzled face I told him that I'll explain it all later and headed to my 2016 tan Malibu that was my sweet 16 present last year from my parents. I named him Melvin after my Great Grandpa, my hero. I even keep his World War 2 veteran hat on the dashboard to remind me of him. I noticed Dylan leaning up against my car and internally groan. All I wanted to do was go home and take a bubble bath. Curse the Gods!

"Hey," he greeted me as I finally trudged my way to the drivers door.

"Hey yourself, what do you need now?" I said in an exhausted tone. My back was killing me! The first week of carrying around heavy books around is always torture. Plus all the homework I was going to have this weekend was starting to give me a head ache.

"Would you mind giving me a ride home? My mom is running late at work and my truck is in the shop," Of course he needed a ride home. Only on the one day in my life I wanted to just relax and eat food. Ok that's everyday but still!

"Sure, just tell me where you live and I can give you a lift," I found myself saying when I remembered I have to make him fall head over heels for me, "wanna hit the drive thru on the way? My treat," because we all know that the way to any one's heart is food. At least its mine anyways...

"Coach actually has a really strict diet for us and even as much as I'm dying for some fries right now, the guy has eyes everywhere. I would be benched for like, the rest of the season if he caught me," he said buckling up in the passenger seat.

"That's a bit dramatic, I doubt Harrison would bench his star QB," yup. You heard that right. Dylan is not only the schools favorite eye candy, but also the pride and joy of our football team. And soccer team... And debate club, ya see where I'm headed with this? He is the Golden Boy of North Lincoln High School. And that makes me hate him even more.

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His house was located about 5 minutes away from mine in a nearby suburban community. After thanking me for the ride he hopped out the car, promising to make it up to me. Waving goodbye I did 5 over the speed limit to get home in time for a nice long bath and reruns of Law & Order svu.

Tomorrow was my date with Dylan. Sure I guess its not technically a date but its still the first outing I've been on with a boy in a long time.

I dated a kid named Preston the summer going into sophomore year, but it didn't work out and decided to break it off before Thanksgiving break began. I wouldn't say we were in love or anything but we had a lot of fun times together and I'll admit that sometimes I miss him.

I'm such a loner.... Here I am thinking about a boy from almost year ago! He probably doesn't even remember my name anymore, considering I haven't seen him in months and he goes to South Lincoln on the other side of town.

My thoughts had me dozed off while watching a particularly boring episode, which led to me sleeping until my alarm clock went off the next morning. Leaving all of my homework untouched.

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Hello my little Baked Beans! Chapter 2 is up and ready to read! It feels so weird because right now I'm practically talking to myself because of these non existent readers I have😬

But for when you do join me- Welcome again! Please stay. I hope you enjoy my book. I'm thinking of using MHB as the acronym because MH doesn't sound the greatest...

Anyways I'm rambling. God Bless you Beans and I'd lovvveee to hear from my readers (once I get some)

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