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Chapter 2

 Hello, here is Chapter 2. For those who have read The Wedding Planner, yes, my writing is a slight different because the characters are different as well. Rachel is the bubbly and cheerful type while Victoria is a serious one. So, please take note of that.

Alright, happy reading everyone. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Oh and please vote/comment, any suggestions are welcome with open arms. 

Chapter 2

            “You tossed your phone in a trash bin?” Lucca asked, his eyes widen while Nicholas looks like he wants to be anywhere but here.

            It has been exactly four hours since my arrival. They have showed me my room, which is really big and spacious for the price they charged. But of course there is nothing except for a huge plasma TV and a queen size bed. They said that they had thrown away anything that reminded of him.

            “He broke one of our bro code,” Lucca had said, “You are more than welcome to decorate anyhow you want.

            And then I was left alone in the bedroom. I unpacked everything, well since there isn’t much; I finish everything in less than 30 minutes. I took a shower; I have my own personal bathroom! And then change into an oversized Power Puff t-shirt which stops mid-thigh so I decided not to wear any pants. Pants are too tight for my liking.

            It is fifteen minutes pass six; the one remaining roommate has yet to make his own grand appearance.

            I giggled at Lucca’s expression, “Yeah, pretty much.”

            “Why did you do that?”

            I shrugged, “I don’t want any potential serial killer to locate me through my GPS.”

            Oh, Andre, my parents and everyone I left behind are serial killers alright.

            Nicholas snorted, “Yeah, why would a serial killer want you.”

            “Because I’m hot.” I wiggled my eyebrows.

            Lucca laughed, throwing his head back, if it was anyone it would have been a really unattractive; but this is Lucca, he is as attractive as God Himself, Nicholas might be attractive if he isn’t a grumpy pants.

            Nicholas narrowed his eyes, eyeing me from head to toe, “You call wearing a Power Puff t-shirt hot?”

            I jumped of the stool and walk towards the fridge, spanking his behind in the process. He jumped while I grinned triumphantly. That is for insulting Power Puff Girls! They are cool, especially Buttercup!

            “What was that for?”

            I glare at him, “For insulting Power Puff Girls!” he opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off, “And don’t tell me you don’t find me hot, I saw you eyeing my legs earlier.”

            He blushes, scratching the back of his neck while I grinned wider, like a Cheshire cat. See, I know he has hot for me. He just doesn’t want to admit it; guys and his ego.

            “So,” I started, “This penthouse is all yours?”

            “Nope, it belongs to Andrew.” Lucca answered shortly, “But since we are friends, we got to stay here. It’s like a bachelor home.”