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desperate times call for desperate measures
WHO KNOWS HOW LONG LARA JEAN AND RICKY MADE- eye contact with one another. The two started into one another's eyes as they stayed standing at the edge of the parking lot at the diner. That, of course, was until Lara Jean chose to break the silence herself.
"I'm sorry ―what?" The raven-haired girl asked as she raised an eyebrow, confused about the idea that Ricky was so casually trying to imply. Of all of the things that could have crossed his lips, why did some idea so odd as this come out of his mouth? It didn't make any sense.
"Well, you want to make EJ think you don't like him. And in case you haven't noticed, Nini and I aren't exactly on 'good terms' right now, so I would do anything to make her jealous. What if we just let people think we're actually together?" Ricky started as his lips slowly started to blossom into a small smile as he continued to gaze back at Lara Jean.
The teenage girl couldn't help but end up whirling into an abyss of her own ideas. Everything seemed so sudden. It seemed like only one minute ago she was kissing this boy and now he had come up with the idea so that the two could get their revenge by fake dating. Definitely not what she was expecting.
"Pff, yeah. Like anyone is actually going to buy us dating," she sneered while using her index finger to point between her and Ricky. As if.
"After you ran out of the hallway, I saw EJ and Nini. And damn, EJ was pretty pissed to see that you had french kissed me. Don't even get me started about Nini, if I didn't run out of the school to catch up with you, they might as well have strangled me," Ricky joked as he ran a hand through his locks of curly hair.
"Okay, for the record, Ricky, I did not french kiss you. That was more or less of a peck than full-on making out. Clearly, you and Nini have never made out before. And second, that is literally the stupidest idea. Imagine, the whole school is gonna think that I'm your rebound girl. I can't have my reputation ruined!" Lara Jean hissed as her eyes narrowed while doing so.
"You technically wrecked it yourself after you sent out the letters and kissed me," he pointed out. Her face started fuming the colour red while doing so. He had a fucking point.
Instantly, Lara Jean turned his back on him, getting on her bike and choosing not to look back at the boy she had recently kissed. "For a guy who's never made out before, you sure know how to blackmail a girl,"
"Just consider my idea, okay?"
"Right. And while I'm at it, I might as well start digging my own grave,"
