Chapter 5- I Lost My Number Can I Have Yours?

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That little hangout me and Dan had was just frustrating with Veronica twenty feet away from us. Which didn't exactly make sense because she wasn't even talking to us. But I did have this weird feeling that she was going to screw everything up. I don't know what or when, but something was going to happen.

After we had finished our coffees we began to walk to the park which was about a five minute walk. The skies looked like they were about to open up once again and dump buckets of water on us.

"Hey Miranda?" Dan asked as light thunder sounded. I looked at him and we stopped walking.

"Yes Dan?" I asked looking down to my feet, breaking the stare.

"I lost my number, can I have yours?" Dan asked whilst laughing. I smiled at him and looked at the tree that was blowing in the wind next to us.

"Of course you can." Then I smirked. He laughed at my reaction and we began walking again. Everyonce in a while he bumped into me playfully.

"Stop it." I told him gently. Dan laughed and ran into me one more time and I looked at him angrily. "Oh it's on." I said before shoving him so he stepped off the sidewalk.

"Are you ticklish?" Dan asked. Without thinking I answered quickly.

"Yes why- no Dan!" I yelled before he began to tickle me. He tackled me to the soft grass and I stopped laughing.

Soon enough we were staring at the dark sky, admiring the clouds. The clouds opened and rain came pouring down. I screamed and jumped up along with Dan. Dan took off the sweatshirt to reveal his red 'Cold Beer, Hot Women' shirt. I laughed at the sight of his shirt as Dan brought the sweatshirt over our heads.

"Run!" Dan screamed. We began to run as fast as we could to a destination I wasn't sure of.

"Where are we going?" I yelled over the thunder.

"You want to come to my flat?" Dan asked. I tried not to freak out and thankfully didn't.

"Sure lets go!" I answered. Everything was perfect.

(Veronica's POV)

*Back at Starbucks making Miranda's drink*

"Hey Carrie could you pass me the trash? I messed up this drink." I said sternly. Carrie passed me the trash can and I pretended to throw away the drink. Of course I didn't mess up the drink, I need to make Miranda sick so Dan would get grossed out by her and not talk to her. Just becuase I knew Dan faniced her. I could see the look in his eyes, just the look when he fell in love with me. I need that look again and I will get it.

I grabbed the vanilla bean sauce refill from the trash and squirted the rest of the putrid liquid into Miranda's drink.

"One vanilla mocha for Miranda!" I called across the store. She jogged up to the front and grabbed her poisoned drink. I smirked as she took her first sip.

edited 10/30/14 :) hope you are enjoying <3 btw the chapters get longer and better 

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