Pretend Girlfriend

Chapter 6

Me and Jane are currently sitting on top of a tree in the field of the school with a camera to capture the reaction of Keith which I knew is gonna be priceless! For now, prank no. 5 is done, I have a few more. Which reminds me, I need a pat in the back.

"Hey, Jane can you give me a-"

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I heard someone shouted. "LANA!" What a familiar voice.

I saw the football players, cheerleaders and some students hanging around the field flinched when he kept on shouting different curses directly at me. He can't see me but I can perfectly see him, insert evil laugh here. I saw him struggling with the nasty tissues wrapped around his body. I can't help but laugh.

"Poor guy, have to deal with a lot of different kinds of expired smelly sauce sticking in his body. "I looked at Jane and pouted at her for feeling bad at Keith. "He looked like a mum-" I cut her off.

"A disgusting mummy." I said, smirking.

"That is-"

"I don't give a damn."

"I'm sti-"

"As I said, I don't give a damn."

I know she's looking at me right now with those piercing eyes that can burn holes. Well, I don't give a damn. I saw in my peripheral vision Jane's rummaging on her bag and saw her brought out a pen and a paper. After writing down something, she handed it to me with a smile on her face. What she's up to? I eyed her curiously before reading what's written down on the paper.

You forgot to do your victory dance, bitch.

I grinned at her and did what's in the paper happily. Suddenly, I fell off the branch we're sitting on and face planted on the grass. I looked up at Jane to see her smirking evilly at me. Ugh, I should have known! I saw someone walking towards me and stop in front of my face that is still on the ground. I heard him cleared his throat, wait him? his? I move my head towards the sky and met a pair of another blue eyes. I saw his face dripping with liquids. Ew.

"Uh, hi Keith! Looking good," I smiled at him while holding out my hand to give him a thumbs up. "Where did you get that makeover? They did a very good job." I nodded approving his looks which is true.

He glared at me. "Stop playing around, Hudson." He's in a serious mood which is bad. I really need to think of something now before he planned on torturing me. Knowing Jane, she'll not help me and probably just watch the scene unfolding in front of her. Think of something. Think.

"What did I do?" I asked him innocently. "I'm just lying here and relaxing. See?" I spread my arms out. I bet I look like a starfish right now.

"Oh you know damn right what you did, Hudson." He said, still glaring at me and moving more closer. His body screamed danger. I started to panick because of the closeness. I cannot let him get me! Maybe I can pull his legs and hope he'll fell on his back and run. Yeah, I can do that.

Preparing for my attack, I put my arms in front of me and aimed my hands for his ankles. Okay, one, two, three! I grabbed his ankles and pulled them and waiting for the down fall. I heard an 'oomph' and know that he fell. I quickly stand up and looked at him for a moment, he catches my eye and he started to get up which he fails because of the stciky liquids. I stuck out my tongue at him and flee for my life after giving Jane a you-better-hide-because-im-coming-back-to-get-you-bitch look which she just rolled her eyes and showed me her middle finger.

"Bitch." I mouthed.

I heard a loud growl that I almost thought it's a werewolf but who am I kidding? There's no such thing. I heard another growl, now with my name being growled out. I ran faster opting for the back entrance of the school and hope to get away with that creepy mummy trying to catch me and wrapped me with his dirty tissues and make me his slave. I know he's struggling on catching me but I'm not giving any chances.

I pushed the doors open and heard the bell ring, just in time. I slowed down my running and speed walk in my next class, English. Once I'm seated, I let out a huge breath probably because of all the running I did which surprises me because I hate running and any types of exercises. I'm a lazy bitch.

"I think I lose a pound or something," I muttered.

I know that Keith we'll be skipping for the whole day for the reason that he look like he step out of a dumpster.

"Okay, class, I'm giving you a project and should be submitted before the end of the month and I will not accept it if you passed it late, no matter what reasons." The teacher announced. Oh great, another work. I saw someone raised their hand.

"Yes Ms. Lawrence?"

"What's this project all about?"

"About this project, you'll have to make a short love but tragic story with some big words and you must list down the big words you used with meanings beside it, that's all. Easy right? So, you better start working on it because as I said, I will not accept it if you passed it late."

I like that, a love tragic story huh? Cool. It's not that I hate happy endings, I just find it cool when a person got hit by a car, have a worse disease, got stabbed by a knife, those type of things. I know your thinking I'm a sadist but hey there's also people out there who likes it! I know I'm not the only one. Wait, I think I heard of that sentence before, is it a song? Nevermind. Back to the topic, when a person in the story or movie got involved of what I said, it's more exciting and thrilling for me. I don't know to you guys.

I have this scenario in my head that I really like: The girlfriend was on the way home when she saw her boyfriend with another girl in a restaurant by the window and got to the conclusion that her boyfriend is cheating on her. The boyfriend saw her and was about to call her to come there but the girlfriend didn't hear anything of it and ran away, not caring it's raining hard she still kept on running with a lot of thoughts inside her head. With the thoughts clouding her mind, she didn't notice the truck and got hit by it, hard. The boyfriend was running after her but was too late to save her from the truck. When the boyfriend got to her, he's too shocked and dropped to his knees. He pulled her and lay her down in his lap and tears started streaming down his face. The girl he's with is his best friend and that she's already engaged, only a few months and she'll get married. He's planning his proposal to her girlfriend with her. The end.

Wait, I already have my own story! I'll just add more and polished it. Wow, nice work Lana.

"Class, I almost forgot to tell you that you're working with partners and when you passed your project, you must read it in front of the class or you can make a video of it." I groaned when I hear about the partners and I'll just read it. I'm too lazy to make a video.

"I'll start with the partners," Mr. Taylor said.

"Anderson-Jenkins

Huessaff-Brown

Bancroft-Clark"

And the lists goes on.

I'm snapped out of my daydreaming about narnia when somebody nudged me and told me something I can't quite understand. "Hey, I heard you're paired up with Martin." What?

"Come again?" I asked the person who nudged me with blazing red hair.

"You're paired up with Keith Martin, silly." she emphasized.