♛ Lyra's POV ♛
My Knight in shining armour? Oh heck to the no he didn't! And a proud owner of a particular bracelet? My bracelet? No, it couldn't be... could it? He's probably just bluffing. Unless he's a stalker, how would he know that's it's my bracelet?
"Are you going to say something? Or stare at my manly structure all day? I mean, I know I'm sexy and all but I'm on a tight schedule. Got a hot date tonight at mine, if you know what I mean." Leo smirked, followed by a quick wink.
Gross.
"I would never poison my eyes like that, lover boy. Now if you'll excuse me I'm waiting for someone important. It's a matter of life and death." I exhaled impatiently. The park bench was beginning to get uncomfortable, digging into my bum, making me fidget around until I was content again. How much longer would this mystery person take?
"You mean me?"
What happened next was surprising to say the least. No, Channing Tatum did not burst into the scene, shirtless with my bracelet dangling from his mouth, demanding a kiss (although I wish he did). No, Leo did not miraculously shrink and shake his fist at me like an old man. Instead, he pulled out a metal chain with eight small charms from his back pocket, a daring look on his face the entire time. My jaw dropped at least 50 feet and my mouth was probably a shelter for all types of bugs from the sweltering heat, but that didn't faze me. Because Leo Parker was holding my bracelet.
"I'm guessing this belongs to you."
Oh my gosh, he's a stalker.
"You... what... how? Where did you find it? Oh I've been looking for it all day thank you so much! I owe you big time." I reached forward to retrieve my prized possession, but as soon as I did so, he yanked it out of my reach. I narrowed my eyes at him, probably looking constipated. A child screamed in the distance. Yep, definitely don't look human.
"Not so fast chère." What the hell? Since when did he become a French flirt?
"Don't you "Not so fast chère" me! That is my bracelet and I would like it back thank you very much." I said quite coolly (but to be honest it came out all jagged and I sounded like I needed to take a shit).
"Y'know, you seem like a goody-goody. A little miss perfect an-"
"Aw Leo! You think I'm perfect? Aw shucks I'm blushing! Let me go get my horse and we can ride off into the sunset." I spoke with a heavy Southern accent. Ah, the accents keep getting better and better. I'm a s-Southern belle, crazier than hell.
He gave me a blank look. Geez sor-rey! Sorry that my Southern accent is better than yours HAH!
"Leona?"
"It's Lyra."
"Lyra?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
********An hour later*********
"Admit it Leo, just admit it."
"I'd rather die."
"Well that can be arranged." I cracked my knuckles, but then turned around and silently groaned in pain. We'd been bickering for over an hour about how I'm better at doing accents than he is. I mean, it's so obvious. So obvious.
"Dammit Lyra will you let me tell you what I came here to tell you?"
Well what crawled up his pants and died?
"Whatever Dude. Go ahead."
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The Bad Boy Charmed Me
Teen Fiction"Leo, let me tell you a little something." He leaned in closer, intrigued. "I'm not as easy as you think." *** Lyra Rose fell in love, conquered her worst fears and did the unthinkable... all because of a little bracelet. A little bracelet with a p...
