Elena's POV
"Bye girl see you later." I squeeze Mia as I step into a taxi with Diego. It's been 2 days and we're finally back home. London has truly been a lovely experience and Diego stamped it with a memory I'll forever treasure. If you were to ask me why I smile like a fool every time I see him I wouldn't know how to answer that.
Maybe it's because I'm looking at a person I adore? Nah scratch that, love.
"What's got you all smiling?" Diego kisses my cheek and pulls me in closer by the waist. I snuggle deeper into him humming an inaudible response.
Maybe I had drifted to sleep on the ride, who knows? We've suddenly teleported right in front of my house and I watch Diego flex those arms as he takes out the suitcases.
The cab drives off and I stiffle a yawn, "I was thinking we could do something later today."
"Princessa I'm sorry but I promised I'd stay with my mom and Violet over the weekend." He looks at me for affirmation and I smile.
"Oh yeah I'm sorry I forgot." I shake my head chuckling. "Drive safe and call me when you get there."
"You know I will," he kisses my forehead and tingles soar through me. "Don't miss me too much."
"You wish Matthews." I playfully punch him on the shoulder as he grabs my suitcase and enters through the front door. "It's fine, I got it."
"Your dad isn't home to help so I'm being a good boyfriend and carrying it for you." He gives me a serious look and I sigh in defeat. I watch him carry the heavy load up the stairs, he's so cute. In both personality and looks.
"Is there a catch?" I wriggle my eyebrows and he smirks nearing in closer. A hand snakes around my waist and I fall onto my bed.
"This time, yes." Diego blows a raspberry in my neck and I double over in laughter. The next thing I know is that I'm being tickled to death.
"Hey! Stop!" I snort and he's not playing mercifully. "Hey a stripper!"
With that he turns around and I take that second to get out of his hold and trap him on the bed. Looking at him and raising my eyebrows I commence, "Tsk tsk tsk Matthews you actually fell for that!"
I laugh in his face and he's fairly embarrassed. That was way too easy.
Bringing up his wrist he checks the time before giving me a sad smile, "I've got to go princessa."
"I know." I wrap my arms around his neck and we stay there for quite some time.
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"Well it's back to unpacking." I sigh to no one in particular and blare some music through the speakers. Dancing around my room I take some time to clean and dust. It is going to be a long day...
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"Finally!" I flop onto my bed and groan immediately. I just made that bed. Taking a look around me I'm proud of what I've accomplished, my room is literally glowing!
I mean if one of those fancy photoshoot people wanted to do it here I wouldn't be surprised why. And besides, they can always include me if they run out of models, ya know? I'd be down for that.
A little jewelry box catches my eye and I lift the charm bracelet from it. Placing it around my wrist I feel a newfound heaviness in my heart, I need to get outside.
I hop into my car and pull out of the driveway, my baby is at the racetrack garage. Oh wait I should've specified I'm talking about my motorbike, you know... I've got to baby's now, no? Oh well.
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The Bad Boy's Journal
Teen Fiction"Have we met before?" Those were the words that seemed to echo through the very depths of our souls. Elena Smith is your typical high-school girl. No, she does not like the spotlight. In fact, she prefers to take the quieter route with much less dra...
