Royal Deception

chapter eighteen

______________________Next Morning

"How ever did she get Carter to drive her home last night" asked Gerald's faintly loud voice . I was asleep but his conversation with Kenner and Chlo was above normal decibels. I'm sure anyone from a distance could hear them.

"I bet they finally wore their adult pants and had the craziest make up sex In the back of his car"

I didn't need to be fully awake to recognize Kenner's voice ...okay that's it one more improper sentence and I was going to wake up and give them a piece of my mind.

"Oliver would never sleep with a guy" well atleast Chloe knew me this much.

"Dont trust her Chlo its the silent people who always have a wild cat that needs taming inside them" The mighty Gerald spoke.

"Okay that's It I'm up" I finally made my presence known in the room.

"Tell us , how did you end up with Carter yesterday" I was waiting for that question.

"Kenner it was a coincidence" i defended getting up from the couch.

"Is that what they call dates these days?" Gerald asked with a quirked brow.

"I swear it was coincidence" I said putting my hand on ny heart to add an effect.

"Coincidence my nails, so you just ditched us to go to a coincidence?" Kenner asked with a high pitched tone.

"I didnt ditch you guys" the rate at which I'm lying these days might just make me want to make a career switch into law.

"Keep saying that" Chloe's quiet voice added.

"You guys are interrogating me early in the morning on a weekend as if I've killed someone"

"Its 11 o'clock sweetheart not early in the morning" Gerald protested.

"11 o'clock ! That's exactly my point who wakes someone up at 11 in the morning on a Saturday?" I bursted

"Normal people do it to normal people all the time " said Kenner.

"Remind me again why you guys are here?"
I asked

" For quality time with you and Chloe"
Gerald just had to say.

That's it I was out of here . Wearing my sport shorts , a random t shirt from the mess in the studio , morning shoes and tying my hair I opened the door and ignored the calls from Kenner, Gerald and Chloe as I walked out.

Finally some freedom...

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This week's plan.

I wrote down focused on my planner.

•Find out why I hate and like Carter equally.
•Find out why I get nervous whenever Carter's around
•Find out why I like it whenever Carter invades my private space.
•Find out why Carter...

Aghhhhhh stop ! I need my mind in one place how could I base my week's planning on a person and not just any person but one whom I loathe , Carter.

Why am i constantly thinking about him. I closed my eyes fighting the urge to think about his eyes when a mind picture of him smiling ran through my mind.

Haunted I opened my eyes only to face the solemn reason behind my distress.
Walking proudly past the door was my daydream in reality .Carter.

Before he could say a word the lecture began and I thanked God.

As soon as it ended I walked out rushing to the bathroom. splashing water on my face I chanted 'dont think about him' 'dont think about him'

But with each chant came a different picture of him that had been captured in my mind . For a second I believed I was about to go crazy , the mental kind of crazy and this wasnt good.

Before I could fix the quagmire going on in my mind I remembered that I had left my planner on my desk. A sickening feeling threatened to kill what was left of my stomach after all those butterfly attacks it had endured from thinking of Carter.

I waltzed out the bathroom like a madman chasing nothing headed straight for the Business room.

Entering the class I felt at ease but when my eyes landed on my desk my stomach dropped.

There was nothing on it.

Shit.

What if someone had taken it , then they'd think I was some crazy stalker and part of Carter's fangirl club girls.
That would be a major blow to my enormous ego. I had to find it.

"Hi" I greeted the only boy who was in the room sitting in a corner covering his head like he was auditioning for FRIEND REQUEST or some teen horror movie.

"Hey" he greeted back , atleast he spoke

"By chance did you see anyone taking a small black book from my desk" I asked desperately pointing towards my desk.

"Yes I did" he answered dryly.

"Who was it , do you know the person's name?" I asked slowly trying to calm my beating heart.

"The guy who sits next to you , I dont know his name though" he replied innocently.

"Thanks" I said faintly walking out the room .

Remember when I said shit well scratch that DOUBLE SHIT. If Carter read my planner then ... then... dont even think about it. My subconscince warned.

I had to find him.FAST.

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After twenty seven minutes the door man finally let me in and I'm not sure whether I should be happy that he let me in or upset that he wasted nearly half an hour of my time.

I gulped the air around me and swallowed it multiple times to calm myself as I was about to break into Carter's apartment...

Before I confuse you , you must be wondering why and how I got here.
So after the boy I asked told me that Carter had indeed taken my diary shortly after that a little bird told me that he had put the book in his shoulder bag. And by little bird I mean Gerald.

Noone had actually seen him opening it which meant I still had a chance to save my dignity. All this still doesn't explain why I'm currently in an elevator about to enter his apartment.

So cut the crap , I decided to follow him all day until now , my aim is to take my book and leave his apartment. I know I would've used the normal way and asked him for it but knowing Carter he would have wondered why I wanted that book so much and by so doing he would have opened it so I had to break into his place and steal it myself.

Now that we're on the same page.
Wish me luck.

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