𝗙 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗼𝗱. (Hiatus X Hiatus)

17| I need a brownie

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Chanel's

Home alone.

Home alone with Romeo. The school's number fourth popular. I'm scared and frightened, not because of Romeo being civilised suddenly, but because of the fact that he's in my house all alone with me.

Do you know all the bad things that could occur in the next few hours? Anything! Exactly anything could happen!

My mom had to work in he publicist job, she was writing a very impressive journal on woman empowerment and how we should be treated equally with men, no different. My dad got called out to go with some friends somewhere.

And then there's me . . . Alone at my home with Romeo.

"So . . . " he looks around my open living room and kitchen joined. ". . . Nice place, you guys got here."

I glare at him because of the fact that he's rich and probably has like a 10x better place, with a jacuzzi, indoor swimming pool and a while theatre room. That and maybe he's got ten other houses.

No need to call me broke, I know I am. I can't afford airpods, that means I'm broke.

Instead of getting salty I reply with a small. "I know. Not much things in my home, but its comfy and easy to travel around." Okay, maybe salty was just a habit of mine?

The boy chuckles, already assuming I'm jealous of the fact that he's a rich, preppy school boy and I'm nothing more than a poor beggar. Well minus the latter part.

Romeo crawled onto the couch, slumping down in the seats. He looked around the living room, taking sight of it. There wasn't much to see, apart from the paintings I did in my spare time, even if I wasn't eating food or whatever. There was some lamps fake plants, but nothing really meaningful, expect my paintings.

"Well, do you wanna know what the favor is?" Romeo asked, his leg over the other and his arms crossed as she frowned.

His hair was tousled in front of his eyes, those blue symmetrical oceans.

I sighed. Yes, he was beautiful, but I've seen more beautiful. And by that I meant no it's best if I don't think of him. Alexander is out of my league and what am I even doing thinking about him? I don't like a jerk like him!

Stop lying to yourself.

Shut up! These voices have been killing me lately. What's up with it? It's been pissing me off then it ever had? Was it because of the mixed feelings I felt for a certain bad boy?

No. It's clear. I REALLY don't like him. In fact, I hate him more than I hate Marmite. And that's a known fact.

Yeah, well good luck with that date ya'll will go on soon? I cursed myself for agreeing with that deal, but then again I kind of brought it upon myself, the moment I made that powepuff deal. Now Alexander would be expecting a date anytime soon, great.

I took a seat on my dad's recliner chair, laying my head back, my eyebrows raised and chin pointed high. "What is it?" I felt my hands go clammy.

Still can't believe THE Romeo is in my house. Its unbelievable. Its actually also the first guy, besides Brayton to ever come over.

"The favor is . . .well, I just want you safe from a dangerous guy like Brayton.   So if you could that for me and. . ."

"And. . .?" I needed my coffee, I don't have time to deal with these stupid gangs and shit. I was failing most or my grades too, my dad would be so mad. "Well . . .?"

I watched him pull out some sort of device and then he placed it on the coffee table. He watched me for my reaction, but I stayed stoic and observed the bracelet, thingy.

"What is it?" I muttered, staring at the weird technology.

"Terry gave it to me, said it could help for your own protection. You should wear that around your ankle, so we know were you are always. Your location will be programmed on all our phones. Your boys, my boys and that's it. Unless you also want your best friends to know?"

I frowned, placing the ankle bracelet back on the coffee table.

Romeo raised an eyebrow at me. I fell back in my seat and sighed.

"What about Anna?"

"What about Anna?" He stretched, giving me a dumbfounded look.

I stared at the boy with so much nerves, I felt like running into the bathroom and vomiting. "You said that Adam, your old friend is helping Brayton, since they had that tennis date things but were actually discussing about me. They want to get me. So . . . The possibility is, that Adam is dating Anna to try and get to me, she's brainwashed or something since she would never in her right mind date him. And I know she wouldn't because this is Anna we are talking about, she even told me she never wants to date a pathetic guy like Adam again, not after what he did to her. And she even told me she has her eyes on someone else—" that someone was Sky, I already figured that out.

"—so, how am I supposed to bring my friend from the dark side?" I cupped my chin, flattering my eyelashes at the boy as he thought.

"Not sure. I'm not sure. But I'll let your boys figure it out, my boys are still trying to follow Adam meme-Face and what he's planning."

Romeo stands up, slinging his backpack over his shoulders. His face shows me he's tired, tired of this giant business. That's the same recognizable look I got from Alex.

"Also . . . While you're staying on the down-low, could you please spy on Evans, she's got nothing to do with this gang stuff, but she's a bit off lately . . ."

Romeo ponders as he walks up to my living room door, then into the corridor and in front of the main door. He turns around to face me with a sheepish smile.

"I just need to know if she's alright. Because she's been avoiding the guys and me lately. Can you please check up on her. I'll text you her address?"

I nod, getting his number from his cell. He returns a charming smile before heading out the door.

Before he left: "Place that Ankle bracelet on your leg please and hide it from your parents. They don't need to know her daughter is in danger."

I nodded again and closed the front door.

I'm in danger?!

Bloody hell, I need a brownie.

Same. I need one too :(

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