Books I'll (Probably) Never Write

Rich in Love

a rich 19 yo girl wants to eat a "poor people" pastry she tasted when her buissness owner dad had brought home because a worker there had given it to him as a thank you for taking care of them. She gets out of the house and bikes to the other side of town where the "poor" people live & finds the bakery. As she eats, a group of other kids her age meets up at the bakery. They see her & nudges a guy to go talk to her. They end up talking but she still has the stranger danger mentality. A week later, she goes back to the bakery & she sees the guy & they talk. He gets her to agree on a date.

When it's time for the date, they meet at the bakery but he forgot something at his home so they go back to his house. He tells her he's embarrassed she had to see his ratchet trailer & she does pity him because she lives in a mansion 6x+ the size of his home, but tells him she doesn't care what he lives in, as long as he was him & liked her for her. He had to introduce her to his parents cuz unexpectedly they were still home.

They go on the date & she proceeds to fall in love with the dude on that date. Later the next day in her college, she proceeds to tell her friends of all her new boyfriend but her rich friends are skeptical of him, judging & doubting, but she shakes it off and tell them it doesn't matter that he was poor at all.

rumors started circling the campus that she was dating a trash can. Snickers and quiet fingers pointed at her behind her back. but a guy seem to always hush them. she didn't know who he was & him her but he defended her for loving someone below her status.

The next week, he introduces her to his friends, the ones at the bakery before. It's night by the beach and they had built a fire. She laid her head on his shoulder but it was odd. He kept looking at a red headed girl across the fire while she was in her arms. it felt off but she ignored it, her love for him, her first, blinded her. They continue their journey past a month and he gave her everything she had ever wanted in a lover.

He had mentioned he loved a flower that were only exported to the rich estates where she lived in, in a very brief conversation so she stole some from their garden & bikes to see him so she could surprise him.

She walks on him and his friends fighting.

"Nyya doesn't fckn like you, mike. When tf is that gonna get through your head?"

Mike was breathing heavily, angrily. "It doesn't matter, she'll like me! i just fckn know it! she just needs time."

"What about that rich thot your dating? u really think u can make nyya, someone who doesn't even like you like that jelous?" someone else asked accusingly

the flowers fell out of her hand. her breathing in a state of hyperventilating.

mike threw his hands up "I ONLY FCKN DID THAT FOR THE BET."

her eyes teared up. the heart break burring deep inside her soul.

A voice spoke up. "you-you like me, mike?" nyya came into view. it was the red headed girl, with splatters of freckles under her eyes and across her nose bridge.

Mike was surprised but met her gaze & confessed "i do. i like you a lot nyya."

She gave him sad eyes & told him she had a long distance boyfriend since last summer & she planned to move to be nearer to him & stay with her dad. She kindly rejected him. he let out a breath of misery.

she didn't even make a sound, but mike finally noticed she was there. & the moment he looked at her, a tear slide straight down her face as the other tear of her other eye followed.

he stood still, looking at her reaction, aware that she had been listening to the whole thing.

She didn't make a sound. Just stood there looking at mike breaking her hearting & silently crying. She sighed & turned around and quietly left. mike didn't follow.

A week later they texted and confirmed their break up without a fight or a why did u do that to me.

The rumors going around the campus were nasty. "She got dumped by that poor person. What a fuckin joke. Look at her. She got stomped on by him lmao can u believe it? how could she ever fall in love with trash."

She was in a daze. She tried to be strong, the tears always fighting to come out. She bumped into the guy that always defended her.

he looked at her & spoke "i admire you, you know."

she looked at him.

"i admire that you loved him for who he was and not what he had. u truly liked him for him.. & u didn't care what other people thought. u liked him for him."

tears that she was holding finally came. Silent, sorrowful tears that also called her a weakling idiot fool.

she smiled sadly up to him & sniffed her beginning runny nose. "thank you" & then she looked away from his eyes, the way he looked at her sadly, admiringly, pitifully like it hurted him to see her so hurt.