Hello Pickles, how is everyone? Did you guys like the last chapter? You know I actually have like nothing to say. Like when I usually read stories the author writes a lot in A/N you know what I mean. But please any issues or questions just pm me. Anyway here is Chapter 5......
Ivy POV
"Lets play 21 questions Ivy." Carson breaks the silence.
We'd been sitting on the bed for about 5 minutes just staring at each other.
"What are we? 7 years old? No I don't think so." I tell him while getting up and sitting on my red desk then swaying my legs back and forth.
"Please Ivy, its for the project and you can ask all the questions." He says while grabbing some papers and 2 pens.
I look at him and then the pen, after doing that for 2 minutes looking like my eyes had malfunction I took the pen and paper.
"Fine but we're just asking 10 questions for now." I tell him stubbornly and he nods in agreement.
"Okay what's your favorite colour?" I asked him something easy.
"Black cause it is the colour of my soul, yours?" he smirks. I write down his answer.
"What soul?" I grumble under my breath. He obviously heard me and chuckled at me.
"I love the colour red because it represents Raspberries." I tell him and watch him as he writes it down.
"Okay what is your favorite fruit?" I say while tapping my pen on the paper.
"Any berries, you?" He told me. I was so happy he liked berries.
"Raspberries, there so good. Full name?" I smile at him.
"Carson Lorenzo Chadwick, what about you?" he says with his Italian accent coming out. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that he is from Italy. He sounds so hot. I almost forgot what he said.
"Ivy Florence Jones. You know you sound hot when your Italian accent comes out." I blurted out and he smirked then I realized what I said and blushed.
"Sei carino, biscotto." He smirks at me. His Italian accent comes out fully. So drea--snap out of it. (You are cute, cookie.)
"Shut up. Wait what does that mean?" I asked, my face was still flushed.
"Nothing you need to know. Carry on cookie," he says.
"Fine, when is your bithday?" I askes curiously.
"4th August, in 7 months. How about you?"
"21st October, in 9 months damnn your older." I say.
He chuckles and stands up. He looks at the books that are lying around my desks. He picks up a bright read book that is also known as my diary. Oh please purple limes let him not read it.
"Ahh what do we have here Ivy?" He smirks at me. I jump off the desk and tried to tackle him. Keyword: tries.
"Give it back here you jerkface." I growled at him as I punched him in his chest which really hurts my fists. Gosh is he made out of steel? Hah Man of steel.
Oh my gosh I just punched him, dear lord....'Dear lord, when I get to heaven. Please let me bring my man' Oh I love that song. Lana Del Ray is so good.
"Naa I'd rather not but for you, I will not read it I swear Cookie." He says with a smirk. Gosh he is always smirking.
" Dont call me that Jerkface. Please give it back, Please, Please, Pleas--" I was cut off by Melody telling Carson he to leave. Damn him.
"See you later and if you ever do what you did at dinner again I would rip off that dress. Oh and close your curtains, Cookie." His deep voice sent shivers dowm my spine. I closed my eyes and gulped.
When I opened my eyes he was gone. Oh Flipping penguins he has my diary.
I went downstairs and frowned at my parents. Ivory was already sleeping on the couch so dad took her to her room.
"Mom, how come you didn't tell me the Tart was ready and there is no more left." I said grouchy.
"Oh sweety I was going to but you were being all cozy with Carson," she winked at me, ewww.
"Ew mom I don't like him." I crinched at her.
"Oh sweety I didn't say you liked him." She smirked at me. Holy cows my mother just smirked at me what in the name of Eve's is going on.
"But, y-I-ughh nevermind. Goodnight mom." I kissed her cheek. Mom left the living room and went to bed.
I then saw my dad on the couch watching the football. I sat next to him and was about to greet him but he said, "Remember Ivy, boys want one thing and that i--"
" is ,you know your womanly parts. Therefore you shall not date for a while, blah blah blah." I mimic his voice which I failed horribly.
He chuckles and I greet him goodnight, then kiss his cheek and go upstairs.
I stepped into my room and was about to strip but remembered to close the curtains. I did just that and stripped off my clothes and tossed on my Spongebob pj's.
I slipped into my comfy bed and charged my phone. I stayed on tumblr just stalking some hotties. Omg look at him. I clicked on random people and looked at their pics.
Ping Ping.
I opened my messages as an unknown number sent me something.
'Goodnight.'
Who is this? Omg it's probably a stalker. He's gonna kill me now. I should of blocked the number but instead I replied.
'I think you have the wrong number. Or are you a stalker?'
I waited for a sec and he replied back.
'Awhh it hurts that you think im a stalker, Cookie.'
'Carson how on earth did you get my number?'
'I'm not telling you, anyway Goodnight Cookie'
'Fine douche. Goodnight you too Jerkface.'
I changed his name to Jerkface since, well he is one. I switched my phone off and stared at the ceiling. Crap he stil has my diary. I need to get that book tonight well more like around 3am so I know he is asleep.
With that I put on my alarm for 3am and fell asleep.
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Beeb Beeb.
My stiff eye lids immediately flapped open. I jumped out of bed quietly. I slipped on my black skinnies, a black t-shirt with my black vans. I tied my hair in a high ponytail.
Get ready Carson Lorenzo Chadwick for mission Im-gonna-get-my-diary-back.
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Raspberries #DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE
Teen Fiction"I never thought she would be a Raspberry lover," He says to himself as he strokes my cheek. I then frown, "What do you mean? What's wrong with Raspberries?" I say totally offended. I mean who on Jupiter doesn't like raspberries? "Nothing amare,"...
