Episode 2 :)
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"I'm sorry, DJ, but I cannot be your girlfriend." I cross my arms over my chest, stubbornly. "I do enough for you as it is."
"Really? Name some." He countered.
"Well, fourth grade, you couldn't see anything so I let you wear my glasses while I looked like an idiot, bumping into people and talking to walls who I mistook to be people," I scowl as he laughs at the memory. "Sixth grade, you got beat up and looked like a complete freak so I put cover up on you so you didn't make a fool out of yourself. Ninth grade, they were out of lockers so I kindly shared my locker with you." I paused, "which I regret by the way." I glare.
"Tenth grade you got detention so I waited in the halls for 2 hours until you were out of detention. And twelfth grade, I let you cheat of my final exams." I said, arching my eye brows.
"Ok, maybe you do, do a lot for me." I nodded. "and I thank you for that...buuuut....can't you do ONE more thing for me...just one more?" he asks. "don't think of it as a favour or deed but as..." he hesitated then a smirk broke out on his lips. "a game."
"A game?" I asked, slight bitterness in my voice. He nodded.
"I challenge you to a game of...Acting. The game is called Pretend To Be My Girlfriend." Ugh. Daniel knew I was the competitive type. I loved games that involved charades or acting.
Then I did the unthinkable. "You're on." I smirked, competitively. That's right I agreed to it. Well, like Kevin says, I'm a rebel and as Kaye says I'm really stupid.
"Cha-Ching!" he motion the "Cha-Ching move" with his arm.
"You're an asshole." I sing in beautiful melody, he rolls his eyes. "You're an a-a-a-ass-ass h-h-h-hole!" I sing pretending that was auto-tuned. He chuckled slightly. "ugh! I can't believe you!" I whine. I sit down on his bed.
"Yes, I heard you the last five hundred times." he said, his voice monotone. "but I had to do something." I crossed my arms and pouted. "come on Kath. It's not that bad, it'll be like normal, we already spend enough time together as it, just we have to sit closer and...kiss..." he said. I looked at him horrified. "Relax...Relax...for your own benefit I will only kiss you on the cheek."
"Thank you." I said. He nodded. "So...I have to go with you wherever you so called "invite me" too and lie to everyone's faces and pretend I'm so sweet even though I'm living with a lie that will eat me alive and then when people find out they will hate my guts?" I asked.
He stopped organizing and looked at me. "Kathryn...you make it sound so...terrible." He made a face.
"Because it is." I say, matter-of-factly. He sighed and shook his head and went back to organizing. "the things I do for a best friend." I mutter. He smile smugly at me.
"I love you best friend." he said, I rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed, staring at his ceiling.
"Asshole. Oh, you're an asshole! Ass. Ass. Ass. Ass-Ass-Ass hole!" I sang, still in perfect melody, making sure I hit notes. I suddenly had a pillow thrown at me.
"ow."
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