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As I expected, the beach was packed with college students. People where in groups , others either smoking or drinking, while some where sprawled accross the sand playing Mafia/Werewolf.
While some like me where sitted in a circle enjoying the cool breeze there which felt good considering how hot the night was as we listened to Gerald's fantasies.
I stood up to go and look for somewhere to empty my bladder using normal language I was looking for the bathroom.
Luckily I found an outdoor event toilet. The drama began on my way back , I didnt remember where I came from and the drunk people here didnt make the situation any better.
So I sat on a rock close to a white polehouse and began to think about the craziest ways I could find my way back to Kenner and Gerald .
A couple of hours later everyone was leaving the beach and i was contemplating on who to ask for a ride .
Well shit , I didnt know anyone apart from Chloe's crowd.
Suddenly my eyes looked up to face a hard chiseled shirtless back infront of me. Whoever the person was , he was really tall it gave me fright and boy was he shaped.
Just then his form crushed onto me my head falling hard on the mock ground.
Although I fell with my head , I somehow tasted sand in my mouth.
"Fuck you" I yelled to the stranger spitting the sand out then he stood to face me I swallowed hard . Carter.
"Hi" he said coldly.
"I'm waiting for your apology" I bursted shaking sand off my body.
"You dont go around demanding apologies" he replied and winked which made me ...let's skip this I won't saying it.
He had just pulled a me on me.
By now the beach was empty and I had no idea how to get home.
"If that's all I have an apartment to go to" he finished off using the exact tone i used the first time we met A+ grade arsehole and with that he walked away.
"Carter Wait" I screamed running after him.
You see as much as I hated Carter It was either I listen to my oversized ego and let him go or listen to my brain and ask him for help. It just so happens that I trust my brain more.
"What?" He asked rudely. Classic boy.
"Can you give me a ride please" I asked smiling to win the favour.
"No" he simply said and walked away.
"Carter please" I followed after him.
"No"
"I'll do anything " I suggested .
"Anything you say?" He asked amused.
"Yes didnt you hear what I just said"
"Kiss me " he requested with a full smile showing off his teeth.
"No you pervert " I yelled.
"I thought so " he smiled and speeded up his pace.
Well fuck , I hated his long legs although they were so sexy and long and ahhh nooo wheres my mind.
""Carter please" I begged , it's around 2 in the morning and I'm not willing to sleep on a beach sue me.
"Get in" he voiced . I hadn't even noticed we'd reached his truck.
'I had the best car ride of my life with Carter' you think I'd say but sadly the ride was so uncomfortable and awkward it even beat the ones I usually had with Chloe and Henry. Can you Imagine.
"Why do you always act so stuck up?" He suddenly asked. Now gentlemen when you see a girl quiet and start her prepare for war.
"Why do YOU always act so stupid?"
I fired back.
"Says the girl who drank two full bottles of alcohol at a college party"
Was he trying to get on my nerves.
"Cocky bastard!" I yelled.
"What was that?" He asked looking angry but I didnt care I was also upset.
"I said cocky batard and I'm sure you heard me the first time . It's the type of people like you I hate , spoon fed since birth , the apartments the wealth your freedom of speech as if you own this country again I said you're a cocky bastard and I'll say it over and over again if you didnt hear me "
"Get out of my car" he said calmly tightly gripping the steering wheel.
"Gladly" I said walking out as soon as hed stopped the truck "I hope you die " I screamed as he sped off.
How I wish I'd just kept quiet now I was stuck on a road , well atleast there was a gas station a few feet away and England didnt have an exceedingly high crime rate .
If I ever got my hands on Carter .
I pray he survives because im not prepared to go to jail. But I did look good in orange.
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Royal Deception
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