Catherine's POV
"What do you want now?" I asked, very sleepy.
"I wanted to talk to you, and you don't have a phone, so I just decided to come talk to you in person," he smirked, saying.
"Jerk!" I chuckled
"Prude!" He answered
"Shut the hell up Cath, and stop talking in your sleep!" Blair shout in her sleep.
"She thinks your sleep talking!" Travis laughed, trying to control his laughter.
"Shut up, come, let's go!" I demand.
"Demanding, and feisty, I like it!" He fuss.
"Shut up!" I scoffed.
Two hours later
"Ok, thank you for tonight's chat !" I smiled at him, walking in the room.
"Any thing for you cupcakes!" He chuckled.
"Don't. Call. Me. Cupcakes!" I replied, slowly.
"Why, what the matter with cupcakes, Cupcake?" He replied, with a big smirk plastered on his face.
"Listen, can we do this to marrow, I want to sleep!" I yarn, rubbing my eyes.
"Fine, but tomorrow, don't think you'll get away from this conversation!" He replied, climbing through the window.
"You know there's a door, downstairs, right!?" I asked.
"Yes, but I do better with windows, cupcakes" he answered.
"Yeah whatever, goodbye, Travis," and with that I close the window, I fell into my bed, and without a second passing.
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The bad boy stole my phone.
Teen FictionCatherine Thomas, accidentally, bumped into, schools bad boy, Travis. Travis, find this very out of his league and decided to take revenge, with this mystery girl, by stealing her best friend...her phone. In this dramatic story, Travis, blackmailed...
