Mai (Gives you insight on her)
Something weird is going on. That girl can't just tell me she's homeless. She sure doesn't look like it. I hate having to date this prick. Of course I'm only doing this for his parents money. Once I marry his ass I'll get my money and take off. But if something is happening between that Tessa girl and him, I can't have it. Though regardless I have to keep my act up. Nearly broke out of character.
WAIT. How come I never thought of this before? I just need to get pregnant. Or pretend. Whichever come first. Then he'll have to marry me. Luckily that's how it works in this world. Ugh and his house though. I want it and I will have it.
I'm with my boyfriend and parents right now. And no not Chance. My boyfriend Jesse.
"Mommy, Daddy I want the new Louis Vuitton Mona Lisa handbag! AND I'M NOT PAYING!"
"Ok honey anything for you." My daddy said without looking up from his phone.
I smiled happily. Everything was turning out good for me.
Tessa
Ok he can't just fucking come on me and make out with me and act like nothing happened. And why did I kiss back. But his lips are oh so goddamn good. I couldn't resist. But it's not fair to Mai. Even if I'm having second thoughts on her. I don't know why I kissed back though. I mean do I actually have a little thing for him. I mean he is cute. He also was super helpful when I needed him most and I didn't even really know him at the time.
UGH FUCK EMOTIONS.
But I'm not about to sit with my thoughts. We need to and we are going to talk about wtf just happened.
I walk over to Chance's room and knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Ok but what type of question is that? I'm the only other person here.
"It's me Tessa obviously."
"Come in."
Chance is laying down on his bed scrolling through his phone. I get on his bed and sit criss-crossed towards him. He still avoiding contact. I won't be able to talk to him if he wouldn't even look at me.
"Why did you invite me in if you're not going to talk to me?" Again no response.
Alright fine will do this the hard way.
I snatch his phone out of his hand and ran out of the room with it. I quickly heard Chance running right behind me.
"TESSA COME ON GIVE IT BACK."
"NOOOOOOO" Of course is my response.
"PLEASE?"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
I was running around laughing because Chance was slowing down. I can't run fast but I can keep a pace. But then I started to slow down and then I hear Chance catch up with me.
Shit.
I turn around and stuff his phone in my bra.
"Oh man really Tessa."
I laughed. "We wouldn't have to be in this position if you just talked to me."
"Alright fine. I don't know why I kissed you I really don't. I guess it was something in the moment. But why did you kiss back?"
"I guess it was something in the moment."
I looked at him and he looked at me and we started making out. I DON'T KNOW WHY. I jumped on him and put my legs around his waist. My hands moved to his hair and I was tugging at it. He pushed me back against the counter and his hands were inching towards my chest.
I didn't care.
His hand went inside my bra and he took out his phone. After like 2 seconds he pulled back and I jumped off.
"Thanks for my phone Tessa."
And with that he walked up.
Oh fuck him.
Chance
We have to stop what's going on here. It's not fair to Mai and I really like her. She has the looks, body, and she so nice. But something brings me back to Tessa.
I don't even know at this point. I check the time and see it's 1:32 A.M. Shit I need to sleep.
And the thing I dreamed about was Tessa.
Tessa
I realized I like Chance. And for real now.
Author's Note:
That's another chapter completed. YAYA. Ok we're almost at 1000 reads. LET'S GET THERE.
Later Donvence
P.S. If you already read chapter nine before I updated this then I redid the ending a little bit. You can go back to read it if you want. Just letting you know.
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