Hidden Love

Chapter Seven (Picture of Ethan Hall)

Chapter Seven

 

(Oh, if it doesn't say who's P.O.V. it is-that means it is Adrianna's. I haven't done anyone else's P.O.V. so you don't have to worry....so far :) )

On the Sunday afternoon, the following day, I decided to walk around town.

I decided to grab an icecream from Icecream Palace. I walked in, and the bell rang.

I walked up to the counter, and studied all the flavours. What could I get? Single scoop, double scoop, triple scoop, quadruple scoop, gelati, sorbet, ugh...so hard to choose!

“May I help you?”

I glanced up, startled. There was a guy behind the counter. He had spiky short brown hair, and was pretty cute...must I add.

I gave him a smile. “Um, I’m still choosing, thanks.”

He smiled. “Hey...you’re the famous Adrianna Hall, right?”

I threw out my hands. ‘Yep. Want an autograph?”

He chuckled. “Not only beautiful, but got a good sense of humour.”

I blushed. He smiled.

‘You gonna choose or what?” he asked. “I’d love to stand here chatting to ya’ but then I’d get fired.”

I nodded, and quickly randomly picked one. “Erm, I’ll take a double scoop ice-cream cone please.”

He nodded, and slid the glass case’s door open. “Sure. What are the two flavours?”

I bit my lip, thoughtfully. “Erm...can the bottom one be mango...and the top one be...vanilla?”

He nodded, and scooped up the ice-cream. “Okay.”

I leaned against the counter, flirtily. “So pretty boy, how much will it be?”

“U-Um...two bucks thanks,” he smiled back.

I glanced at the screen. The actual price was $5.49. I grinned back at him, and handed him two bucks.

“Thanks sweetie,” I said, grabbing my cone.

He grinned back. “The name’s Andy.”

I nodded, and winked, before striding out. Harmony was the one who taught me how to flirt. It really comes in handy.

I walked along the streets, licking my ice-cream. I reached the park, and looked around for the park bench. Where was it?

I finally spotted it-but two people making out had already snagged it. I rolled my eyes.

Why didn’t people make out somewhere private? I rolled my eyes, and walked past.

Then I realised it was Troy and some blonde bimbo. Once again, I felt my heart sting-like it’d been shot with an arrow or something. I hissed, clutching my stomach.

What the hell was going on? It was like I was jealous! And I totally wasn’t!

Yes you are a voice rang in my head. What?

Admit it!!!!!1

Shut up, whoever you are! I am NOT jealous! Why would I want to be with some self-centered jerk like Kruger?

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