Chapter 4
Lacey's POV
"Girl. You look stunning!" My whole hour of fixing my already perfect best friend was envy filling. I really wish I had blonde hair that was straight like hers. The only thing I like about myself is my tan skin and my bright hazel eyes.
"Well thanks to the 'fashionista' I look 'stunning'," she replied insecurely.
"You don't need makeup to look perfect so shutup," I snapped at her hoping she would think of it as playful, not hurtful.
"Maybe she's born with it." She smiled.
"Maybe it's Maybelline," I finished. What would I do without my bestie?
Emilia's POV
We got to the party and it already reeked of alcohol that I had no interest in whatsoever. Or maybe it smelled of chlorine? Oh! There's a pool. No alcohol. Phew.
"Em. Em Rogers!" I could already tell who this was because I could practically hear the smirk on his face.
"Hola. Dalton Meyers." I said with my best Spanish accent.
"You're looking pretty tonight." He winked.
"Well, if I may say so myself. I guess I could be called 'stunning'."
"Hahahaha. You're so adorable. I think we should hang out. Like starting now." With that, he pulled me through the crowd and me surprisingly wearing a swimsuit was lucky when he threw me into the pool. And then he jumped in too.
"Wow. You're really strong." I said to him, suggesting that I'm fat to him.
"Well your like 2 pounds, so it's pretty easy." He showed his 'guns'. I never noticed how really cute he was even just meeting him today with a long stare down.
"Oh and by the way. You're going down!" He smirked and then dunked me under the water.
Dalton Meyers, this is not over.
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Novela JuvenilLove, it's that four letter word. Everyone seems to take it for granted but when Emilia Rogers falls head over heels for "bad boy" Dalton Meyers, will she use that four letter word wisely or will this be the start of a living nightmare? Join Emilia...
