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Chapter 4
Daimeon's P.O.V
I had agurged with my mom and dad right before, i got into Ryan's car. They had just told me i was getting married ,MARRIED! All because they wanted to "PIck up on our Tradition" I mean, come on, the tradition was freaking ancient! It skippped like 5 generations! But do my parents care? No, no they didnt. So two days from now, im going to have some chick that i dont know and may not even like in my house sharing my bed! Now, dont get me wrong, i do love the idea of having a possibly hot girl in my bed, but what if she's not hot? What if she's a total nerd? A geek? I highly doubt that she'd be taller than me, since i was over 6 feet, but still. I got into Ryan's Nissan Armada, and he puled out of my driveway. I had called him told him the news, and he offered to go to the mall, just to hang out.
" Wow, so marrige huh?" He said. It was a rhetorial question, i knew it, but i answered it anyway.
"Yeah, it sucks ass"
"Yeah, it does" He mumbled somthing else under his breath, but i couldn't quite catch it.
"What?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him
"Oh, nothing" He said. He tensed up, his knuckles turning white from gribbing the wheel so tight.
"Relax man, just a question, damn"
He relax a little bit, and sighed. I turned and looked out the window. A few minutes passed and I turned the radio to 93.3. Drake's song, Over came on. He wasn't my favorite rapper, but he wasn't bad. We were making smal talk when we pulled up to the mall. Out of the corner of my eye i caught glipse of a black convertable mustang. I looked in that direction, and sure enough, saw Jessica and Taylor, pulling out of a parking spot and speeding away. Damn, Jess drove like a fucking bat out of hell. Ryan must have seen my expression.
" She drives fast huh?" He smirked. I looked at him
" Hell yeah"
" Try being in the fucking car with her on the interstate dude, i swear i thought i was going to die"
I chuckled and got out. Ryan locked the car, checked it and jogged up to me. Damn, just talking about jessica, hyped him up.
" Why don't you just tell her you like her dude?" I asked. Ryan looked down
"I dont lwant her to be my girlfriend or anything, i just think she's hot, she's our frined and i'd like to keep it that way."
" Sure, what ever you say dude"
" Shut up"
I laughed. By this time, we were in the mall. I needed new shoes so we headed to Vans. I bought some black and blue checked tops and a hat that had Vans written on it in a cool design. After about 30 minutes of walking we ran into Savana and Seth. We all headed to the food court and got some pizza. It was about 6 by the time we finished so we a decided we'd better get home. We said our good byes and left. Once we got in the car and Ryan started the ignition, he smirked. I looked at him.
" What?" I asked
" Nothing, just wondering, you asked me about Jess, but you and Taylor seem to have your own thing going on"
" Taylor? Dude here have you been? Haven't you noticed? We fucking hate each other."
" Thats not was we think." He replied, still smirking.
" Whatever man.....wait, what we think? we meaning Rachel, Savana, Jess and the guys?"
"Yup" He said, popping the p
" Wow, you people are crazy" I said as we pulled into our driveway. Wow, they accually thought me and Taylor liked each other? That was very interesting.
" Sure we are, see you tommorow dude" He snickered, unlocking the door.
"yeah c-ya" i said grabbing my bags and hopping out, slamming the door behind me. I jogged up the stairs to the front door and i heard him back out. Me and Taylor. Hah! That was a good one.
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Arranged marriges suck, End of Story
Teen FictionA 16 year od girl, Taylor smith is forced to get an arranged marrige. But little does she know that this "Prince charming" is accually they person she hates the most