Chapter 3
As I was sitting in the passenger seat, I was wondering why he would force me to come with him if he wasn't even going to talk to me.
"Where are we going? Seeing as you forced me to come I feel like I deserve the right to know."
"Do you like Chipotle?" He asked.
I'm pretty sure he got the idea as I scrunched my nose in disgust.
"Don't tell me you're one of those girls who cares if they have a perfect body!" He exclaimed really annoyed.
"I'm not! I'm just more of a Qdoba kind of girl..."
"What's so funny!" I yelled as he chuckled under his breath.
"You, Ice Princess," he said in a serious tone.
"Can you stop calling me that?"
"But it suits you so well!" he said while laughing.
"Please."
"Would you rather have me call you frosty the snowman?"
"I don't know why I agreed to this! Stop the car! I'm getting out!" I yelled super annoyed and frustrated.
"Fine, I'll stop Frost," he said in a worried tone.
"Can you just call me Emma, please?"
"I like I-" he started.
"So help me god, if you say 'Ice Princess' I will slap you so hard your mom will feel it!" I threatened, clearly mad.
"-Frost better" He studdered.
"Fine... But don't test me!"
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The Assignment
Teen FictionEmma Frost a geek at her school who goes un noticed by most people and by the ones who do notice her call her the ice princess because she isolates herself and doesn't really like to talk to people. What happens when she get paired up with the bad b...
