Mason Parker has been the devil of my life. Everything about my life is a miserable hell. I am like a slave of a conceited jerk. I wonder what will happen when I finally leave their lives alone? Will he still be the same evil Mason? Will he start to treat his friends like crap, again? Hopefully, not.
"What are you thinking about?" Mason spoke. I turned my head to him, lying on the couch as he watched football. "Better be thinking about my homework. Or me."
"Actually, I am thinking about you." I answered. His eyes widened. Fun to make his hopes up. "I'm thinking about how evil you are. How cruel you are. How I can kill a conceited jerk."
"Oh really? Or you're thinking about how you'll get this handsome body of mine in bed?" he smirked.
"Just stop, Mason. That will never happen now that I see this part of you." I said, seriously. I went back to doing his homework but apart of my subconscious was still trying to figure how I will get rid of him.
"I don't get you." he stated after a couple of minutes. "You say you hate me then flirt with me then-"
"Flirt with you?! You're messed up!" I cut him off. "And I'm happy that you know that I hate you." I stood up from the carpeted ground and grabbed my back pack, heading for the door.
"Where you going?" he asked.
"Home. I finished your homework." I stated not stopping as I take steps to exit the door.
"I didn't say for you to leave. I didn't allow you. Now, set your things down and sit down." he commanded. Ugh! I hate this. I take another step. "I said stay." he remarked. I gritted my teeth and went back to where I sat. I hate this. I hate my life.
I ran away from home because I wanted to be independent. I didn't ran away to be told what to do from someone else other than my mom.
I heard footsteps coming from the stairway. Someone is coming down. "Lily? What are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"I-" I try to say.
"None of your business. Now go away." Mason interrupted me. I turned my head to him. We agreed that he won't boss his friends around and still he goes and do it I in front of me. He looks at me with bored eyes then sighed. "I'm sorry. She's here to visit me."
Ron nods and takes a seat next to me. "Oh! Yes! Go!" he exclaimed as soon as his eyes were on the television. I smirked at him.
"What?" Ron asked me when he saw my smirking face.
"Nothing. I never saw you this crazy about football." I grinned.
"What? I love football. I am crazy about football. What are you talking about?" Ron smirks back.
"You don't look a guy who is crazy about football." I added.
"Well, you don't look like a girl who is obsess with school, geek." Ron queried.
"Oh shut up." I chuckled.
"Don't flirt with my girlfriend, Ron." Mason spoke. I was eye-widened but with a little of confused irritation. I looked over at the couch. He was annoyed.
"Okay, sir." Ron responded with a playful tone.
"I mean it, Ron." he says. Ron gives me a confuse look. I shrug and turned my head to the TV instead.
After the second quarter, Ron got up. "Well, this is getting boring. My team is obviously gonna win." He walks upstairs, leaving only Mason and I. When I can't hear Ron's movement, I looked at Mason.
"Can I go home now?" I whined. Mason turns off the television and turned his head. He didn't say anything for awhile. He just gave me a bored face.
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The Geeky Girl
Teen Fiction(Warning to Cliche Haters: It's CLICHE!) Raised as a uptown girl with all the fancy clothes and accessories, living the life of one the county's most affluent, having a mother as a fashion designer and having the spotlight shine on her, meet Lily...