Just Pretending [Discontinued]

"I swear I'm never making a re-make of a Miley Cyrus video ever again."

 Hellooooooo , so Bruna's here to rock this place (or not). Anywho, I just wanted to apologize for the lack of creativity and for my horrible writting skillz.

Hope you enjoy this anyways :D

I want to dedicate this chapter to the girl who has been reading and editing my work without her this story would be worse then it already is.

Her quotev name is CuzILoveYou , i'm not sure she has an account here but shoutout to her anyways :D

Hugs, kisses and read creepypastas on quotev with me?

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"C'mon it's  not that hard, I really need your little white lies." Rob said insisting in the idea. He was currently sitting down in my bed, forcing me to sit in my chair.

Did he just use One Direction lyrics? This is totally going to the blackmail box. When I decide to create one that is.

"Rob, for the tenth time, I said no! I'm not getting into anything else that involves being around you and your ego!" I screamed at my brother's idiotic friend.

"Okay, Okay. Fine! But, can I ask you another question?" He said with hope in his voice.

"Go ahead." I said reluctantly, you never know what can come out of that mouth.

"Do you really want your brother knowing about that little..." He stopped to think of the precise word. "That little incident" He said making quotes with his hands.

That sneaky little devil! That is my weak point. Well, one of them. I have many. Don't judge. I do a lot of things I shouldn't. If my brother just comes close to the truth I'm in deep trouble. Cheeseburger he really got me there.

"You wouldn't!" I said as I got up from my bed and looked him in the eye.

"Test me, princess" Rob said smirking.

J.J is going to have a lesson about choosing is friends...Again.

"Arghh... you leave me no choice. You're really a pain in the banana you know that?".

"Pain in the banana?" He gave me a puzzled look.

I tough that annoying human-being should know by now I don't say swear words...

"I'm not like you, I don't say nasty, colorful words you idiot" I said glaring at him.

"Do we have a deal or not, because your brother is just a few stairs way and I don't..." I interrupted him before he could say anything else.

"Okay, I'll do it!" I said giving him one more hateful look.

 "Robert Thomas Hathaway, I promise to be your girlfriend".

- 1 hour earlier-

"Justice I need your help" He said while storming into my room and sitting on my bed.

"Rob, last time you said that I ended up in someone's pool... dressed up in a hot-dog suit. And as far as I'm concerned we aren't in good terms are we?" I said as I tried to shove him off my bed.

Seriously has anyone ever tough him that going into people's rooms without permission is very rude? This reminds me that I need to go buy cookies. How does one relate to another any ways? Now I'm craving something sugary. Like pop tarts, or ice-cream... Mint ice-cream yummy yummy...  Focus woman! You are in a battle field pay attention!

"Can you and your huge ego get out of my room?" I said struggling to shove him off. Man, this guy is strong.

"Yhea Yhea whatever you say, this is a different story".

"Different from the time when I had to dye my hair blue so you could say to your friends you saw a mermaid? I still have that horrible suit in my wardrobe... those memories haunt me in my dreams." I said recalling one of the times I helped him... I have to stop being so generous, or someday I'm going to end up partying with stuffed animals on my back while eating bread. Wait... That already happened. I swear I'm never making a re-make of a Miley Cyrus video ever again.

Thank god we don't talk any more because I'm not in the mood for embarrassment. And he just isn't  a smart cookie (unlike me) because no-one, and I repeat no-one, interrupts me while I'm on the computer. Except mom, she can do whatever she wants; after all she pays for my internet.

"Yes, way different" He said giving me puppy eyes... They get me every time.

"Just spill the beans already!" I said annoyed.

"I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend over to weekend so I can impress my parents." He said to me as if it was one of the most normal things on earth. And then he positioned his hands at the back of his head and relaxed on my bed.

No messing about with Loki! I will avenge you Loki... But that sounds like the avengers and they tried to put him in a cell...  Great movie but, let's just forget that happened.

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"What?!?!?" I screamed in rage. People will probably think I'm going crazy, because this is the most normal thing someone has ever asked me to do. But the problem is that, he's a player and I hate him. Besides the stupid squids (again I don't swear) that hang out with him (as me and Ella call them "squidies" or "valdies".  It comes from Voldemort and Squidward and no-one likes them(Voldemort and Squidward)... and they have very ugly noses, just like those girls. Who would be all over me and making my life in high school a living hell because I 'stole' their man. Besides, being seen as one of them is definitely not on my bucket list.

 "The only thing I'm asking you to do is to come to my house over the weekend and pretend to be some silly rich girl to impress my parents. What's so complicated about that? Can your little brain that? Can it?" He said mocking me.

Hey I'm no 5 year old! Although I may act like one sometimes.

"Look here," I said slamming my hand on my desk, and hurting myself in the process. Badass mode activated!  "I'm not someone who you just come up to and talk to me like I'm some kind of doggie, I won't  come and do whatever you're little rich butt decided to come up with! It's your mess not mine , I have enough problems going on I don't need to do anything for you!" I said in a very calm voice. Well calm when it came to the ending because I was full-on yelling on the first phrase.

"You don't need to go all defensive; I get enough of that already".

"Why don't you just ask one of the squidies?" I asked him, this time actually, using a calm tone.

"They look like sluts and if they don't look one, they will act like one. I highly doubt they would be able to lie and pretend to be good girls... And squidies? Really?" He said questioning.

What's wrong with squidies? And his he implying that I'm a good liar? Is that a good quality or not? I think it isn't because lying is bad and liars always get caught... Who am I kidding, I'm an awesome liar and that can take me anywhere... I can be a president If I lie! Look at Junior making president jokes, way too go!

"Language, peasant"

"What's wrong? Little Justice can't handle a few bad words?" He said in a baby voice.

" Jimmy will protest against this, you're worse than the cliff-hanger in Sherlock season finale. See what you made me do? You brought tumblr into this. And music. Talking about music, what kind of music do you listen to? Is it rap? Tell me it isn't rap. I have nothing against rap it's just... Very swaggy."

"Okay...?" He raised an eyebrow. I get so many eyebrow raises. I should make a count of them. Like a little counter on the corner of the screen. Did I just refer to life as screen? I need to get out more.

I opened my mouth to start rambling about music and how Kim Kardashian butt will probably occupy 2 seats in a airplane when he sighed.

"I wasn't even... Why do I even care?"

"Because you need me..." I stated as if it was a matter-of-fact.

--And we are back to present time, please stay with us while we wait for more--