It All Started With A Bet

Perspective

Randall's POV

"Good night" she said and walked in.

There was something about her.... Something that made her so different. I guess that's why he chose her. Her.

The door shut behind her and I started the car. I switched the radio back on. I can't believe she put up a fight me because of the radio. So silly......

I drove home with nothing but her on my mind. I must've come off as such a rude jerk. All my stupid acting went to waste when she said Nude Street.........So mature.

How the hell is she gonna fall for a mess like me?

As I pulled into my driveway I decided I wouldn't pretend to be rude or arrogant. Without really doing anything this bet thing came up and gave a structure to my initial plans.

I walked to my door and straight up to my room. I didn't really feel like having dinner. Maybe I should find out more about her likes, dislikes and then plan something around that.

I searched the net for some interesting things happening around town. Boring. Boring. Boring blah boringggggg.... Aha. Finally I found it.

I messaged her,

Me:
Kitten there's a huge day planned for you tomorrow. Go to sleep or you're gonna be all tired and cranky.

I like how annoyed she gets when I call her kitten. It's so funny. And her telling me to stop makes me feel like calling her more.

I waited for her reply. What if she slept? Just when I was gonna shut my phone I saw that she was online

Adabelle 'Kitten' Hale:
1. Not your Kitten
2. I don't get cranky
3. I am gonna purposely take the day of tom.

Me:
You do get cranky kitten. Plus you'll regret taking the day off. Goodnight Adabelle.

What if she actually skips tomorrow? No ... she won't. She won't. I really hope she comes tomorrow.

Wow, this whole thing is not gonna be easy. But there are some things you need to do in order to help yourself. Self-Preservation.

Just don't get attached and you'll be fine. Will she? I don't know...

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I woke up to my butler George routinely ringing the morning bell over the house intercoms. The first bell went at 6.35. The second at 6.50. If I wasn't up by then he would come to my room to wake me up.

He was an amazing guy and my only companion in this gigantic empty house. Both my parents were always out because of their work.

Aiden, my older brother, was completing his further studies and was home once every four months. Four months doesn't really sound like much but for a lonely brother missing the love of his kin those four months couldn't pass any faster.

His next trip would be in the next two weeks. Most of the time they are spontaneous and I never know till he's home.

The second bell rang and I knew I would be late if I didn't drag my ass out of the bed. I freshened up and went down for breakfast.

Fact : Even though I love cooking ... I chose sleep over that pleasure.

George was waiting for me. Ready with the food. He saw me and smiled.

"Same Pancakes and Syrup again?" I whined ... I was kidding and he knew it

"I hope you get a girl who can't cook at all ... Then you'll know." We laughed.

Then as we ate George asked me about last night. About THE girl.

"Who was that pretty girl you had over last night? And why did you wanna impress her?" A glint of amusement played in his eyes.

"Impress her ?"

"You pulled out THE Aston Martin! The car which in your words is 'Awesome but too showy for your style'."

"Best part is .....she knew the car."

"So you were trying to impress her or at least please her."

"Yeah...." there was no use lying to George.

"It's only been weeks since we arrived and our homeboy's chasing girls.Nice..... I like her... I don't know why but she looks like a keeper."

" Ha ha .... no" I say quietly , if George knew what I was up to he'd probably slap the shit out of me.

"Why not ?"

" I don't know... she's just not my type.." I knew it's the lamest answer I could give but I couldn't really think of the answer to why not.

"Hmmmm... Then why was she over last night ?

"We were talking about studies." I replied

" Kiddo the way you said you were talking about studies instead of just studying tells me your fibbing." He had a smug look on his face.

"Dude... chill out. It's just a girl from school. Drop it." I don't know what was more irritating his persistence or my realisation of how insensitive I've become .

"Sorry ... Didn't know it was a sensitive topic."

"No.... well ... Sorry for snapping at you."

"It's okay.... now hurry up or you'll be late....". I quickly ate and ran out of the house.

It was gonna be an interesting day...

Interesting Enough ?
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