To the Bearable Likable You

Chapter 3: *GRRR*

I am pissed, very very pissed. Apparently 30 cans of Monster Energy are passable just by the simple words of Oliver Gray that are making me again VERY VERY PISSED.

Two very's!

You might as well just add PMS days to make me very very pissed plus craving chocolate. Let me just explain the reason or reasonS on why i'm very very pissed. Let's recap on this conversation five minutes ago.

Past Tense Mode: Activate

"So Miss. Pierce, you knew Oliver were to bring a helicopter to school." Mr. Powell asked.

"Incorrect...well it was a rumor but I concluded that it was bogus." I said as I felt Oliver staring at me but denied myself of looking back.

"Oh no Miss. Pierce, it shows right here that you along with Mr. Gray here, that you signed the contract to buy the helicopter. It shows how you both imposed on being married. Isn't that adorable? I am able to call the police do you guys know that." Mr. Powell said.

"What would you say to a trade?" Oliver smirked.

"You bribing me?" Mr. Powell asked. Oliver didn't need to answer when he placed several one-hundred dollar bills on the desk. Mr. Powell gladly took them and started his counting. "Wow kid, you sure want to keep out of prison again. Okay, I'll let this one slide but you better bring me more on future occasions."

"You know my dear Mr. Powell, we did not impose anything, we are indeed a happy couple." Oliver said taking my hand and interlocking into his hand.

I thought of proceeding of taking away my hand away, but I knew he was planning something so I followed along.

"I'm actually enjoy whatever Mr. Gray here is plotting." Mr. Powell told me laughing away.

Oliver dug into his backpack and plopped two beigh papers onto the desk. "Oh really? Well then what are these marriage papers?"

Mr. Powell grabbed one and immediately the big grin on his face disapeared from his wrinkled face. "That's not possible." Mr. Powell seemed shocked at the view of the ink printed on a simple paper. I grabbed the other one just to see that I am indeed married to Oliver Gray. It even has an official freakin stamp of America and Mexico! My signiture, my parents signiture, EVERYTHING.

"Wha..." I almost fainted at sight.

"Mr. Powell I just recorded you taking a bribe and threatning on sueing me for nothing I really did.Thus showing fake evidence just to scare me. That sir is a fraud." Oliver took the money and papers from Mr. Powells desk. "I'll let this one pass. But I better not be falsly accused on future preferences." Oliver smirked in victory of the speechless Hila Ridge High School Principal. "I'll leave you with a hundred just for your trouble old man." Oliver plopped a one hundred bill on shocked Mr. Powell's desk as he took my hand and escorted me to the schools hallway.

And that's the conversation that happened five minutes ago that made me very very pissed.

Present tense mode: Activate.

"What the hell was that? Did you know what you just did? You gave him more reasons to send you back to your little... camp! YOU are the one threatning him. YOU are the one holding him against HIS will. Besides I can sue YOU for making MY signiture!"

"Shhh..okay?" he put his hand against my mouth and pushed me against the wall. "You're not going to do that because you have no proof and if you speak about it, you'll go down along with me. As in for Powell, he's afraid and he won't do anything even though I don't have enough evidence, he doesn't know it." he whispered into my ear and slowly took his hand away.