Part 4 [Mr Perfect]

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Hi guys! :) So sorry I haven't had the chance to upload because... well. I got grounded and my dad confiscated my laptop for spending too much time READING. I know right? Who gets mad at that? I was practically READING something and he grounds me for that. :)) So here goes nothing...

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                                                                              Part 4

Chapter1: What the hell is happening? [Mr. Perfect turns out getting slapped by every girl he dated]

                                    This is just fucked up. I can't do this anymore. Why are girls being like this to me? Is that old lady from this morning right? Was she? No! I don't believe in that kind of HOKUSPOCUS!

                                    Just like this afternoon before I drove off 2 girls went to my car:

FLASHBACK:

                                    "JERK!" and boom! Slap again.

                                    "Will everyone stop hitting the face!" I growled in pain. "What your problem?" Looking at the girl this time. Well she didn't answer and just looked at me and left. "Weirdos." I started rolling up the window and some hand stopped me from rolling it. "Well hello there." I said seeing a girl.

                                      "ASSHOLE!" Slap

                                       "What the fck?" and that one really hit the spot. It was PAINFUL.

                                       "You kissed my girlfriend last night!" She yelled to my face.

                                       "Woah! Lesbian..." I whispered.

                                       When I turned around to look at her, she was already walking away, to the place where her "girlfriend" went. Girls and their hormones. I touched my face once more and rolled the window and went off.

                                        When I entered my house, nobody was home and it was quiet. Thank god. I went to the kitchen to get me some ice pack for my face. It was aching in pain. Then when I was about to up my room, there was a knock on our door. I thought that dad might forgot his keys but when I opened it, it was the old lady from this morning.

                                        "You're going to get in even more hip of trouble! STOP being you and go ask the firl you think you hate!" she's yelling at my face this time and it is not very helpfull.

                                          "What?" I can't understand. I'm not that stupid ok? It's just that this is freaking me out. This old lady keeps showng up. The horror.

                                          "Sorry." a young girl was pulling the old lady away from me.

                                           "Wait!" I called and she turned around holding the old lady. "Is she telling me-" she cut me off.

                                           "Do it." she said "It will help you. A lot." she smilled and left. I turned around tp close the door but I forgot to ask her if her granma was just crazy but when i turned around they were gone. Fck! Now I'm seeing things.

*End of FLASHBACK!*

                                         What the hell is happening. I even opened my facebook to check things and I had like hundreds of hate mail and wall-posts are all about me being a jerk and an ass to them and being a fat-ass player to them. Was I that bad to them. I do remember telling all those girls that I am not into being serious with things. This is begining to bug me out. Especially the part where the ola lady telling me that I should ask the girl I think I hate. The only girl I don't like is Carmen. The most weird girl in the whole wide world.

                                         That made me think, why can't she be like her sister, HOT, and her friend popular for being cheery and weird and HOT at the same time. While she's being simple and stuff.

                                        OK! What the hell am I thinking. I'm being CRAZY! Stop thinking of Carmen Clumsy. Gotto think about HOT MEGAN FOX and her HOR body. Have I mention. That I like to say HOT a lot.

End of chapter1. Well I know it's lame. I have this thing blocking every single thing that I thought of writing when I was grounded and I left my notebook at my locker which contains the chapters that I've been wrtting. REALLY I was writting with paper and ballpen and it's such pain. :( :)) Well hope you like this. Chapter2 will be much interesting.

Coco-mets signing off!

Chapter2: I think about her too much [Mr Perfect Falling]

I'm loosing my mind. And I can't afford that. What to do. I can't talk to Jake about this. The guy is into the same girl I want. Well that's just disgusting. I wasn't expecting I would say such thing. Again! Whatever the old lady said isn't true. But the girl said I should do it. Why are they getting into my mind? WHY!

"UGH!!!!" scratching through my hair and slopping into my bed.

Well last night didn't went well. Following Jake and Carmen was just. Oh great I'm calling her with her real name. Well, she has a really cute name that suits her well.

See! Can you hear me? Why am I being like this?

Just admit it. You like the girl.

Who the hell are you?

Am you, IDIOT!

If you're me then that makes you even an idiot.

No. Am your concience. I am more intelligent than you.

True. True. So what brings you here?

Well. That's is easy. First stop making faces and second am here to tell you to believe the old lady. Look what playing gitten you into? You got slapped in your beautiful face and they're giving you death notes and messages.

You have a point. But you can't stop gift.

GIft? What?

Being a player. It's one thing I can't give up on.

SHUT UP AND STOP BEING STUPID!

Hey where you going?

Oh great now I'm talking to myself. I think I need to go see a doctor.

Are you really that dumb? G and think things through! And AGAIN! Don't do something STUPID! STUPID!

Well, so I did. I thought things through and where did it got me? Hating my own bestfriend. I can't afford hating him. But I can't stand it. He texted me this morning telling me if I wasn't ok with him dating Carmen then I have to forget about him. It made me hate him more because we want the same girl and I HATE THAT! I don't SHARE! Especially girls. I can't let him have her.

I thought of replying to the text but it woukd be better if I just calm down. Well conscience helped me today.

END! Hope you like it! ;)

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