Fake it

Chapter 9

I look at the guy sitting across from me it was clear he was drunk beyond beliefs and needed a fucking priest to bring him back from the hangover he'll land with tomorrow morning.

"What's your name?" He repeated, leaning forward with his elbows on the table resting his chin on his hands.

Holy fuck cakes! I can feel a chill run up my spine. I couldn't quite pick out his physical features just in case this fucker tried anything. Crap. Ok, calm down Yvette, he looks about your age I'm sure he means no harm.

"My name is.." Ok Yvette think of something common. But it's impossible to think with the stares this guy is giving me. "B-barbie". Uhhh.. Not what I had in mind. I'm such an idiot.

He looks confused at first and then a mischievous smirk appears, "So barbie. Are you here alone?" He asks looking over my shoulder.

"Uhh.." Should I tell him that I'm here with Cole or- no. But then again, I don't want any trouble with him. I'm just here to complete my part of the deal. "Yea I am. M-my boyfriend is gonna appear any second now" I say raising my head up high and leaning forward with my hands supporting me on the table, so he can tell that I'm being serious.

He doesn't look surprised at all. "Well he's a very lucky guy" he says reaching out and placing his hand on top of mine. It's cold and wet, ew what has this guy been a touching?!

I look over to his red plastic cup to the side of him and notice little droplets of water on the side. Oh Thank God.

I was about to respond to the guy when I feel another presence from behind me. That's when I see a chair being pulled over from another table from our side, and someone sitting next to me. I turn to see who it is and it's Cole.

Well it's about freaking time.

Then I notice him reach over the table and remove the guys hand from mine.

I hear the guy across from me start to laugh loud enough for us to hear. Then he starts "Well, who would of thought Cole was your boyfriend. Bro, why didn't you tell me you had a girl? And please tell me you have another one that you can share with me" he says with a playful smirk on pointing at me.

"Excu-" I get off by Cole covering my mouth with his left hand.

"Sean how much did you drink? You look like a monkey high off of drugs. And- ew!" He yelps and pulls his hand away from my mouth, and disparately wiping it on his jeans. I clear my throat and wipe my mouth with tissue that was laid out on the table.

"Did you just lick me?!" He says looking at his left palm in disgust.

"How else was I supposed to get your hand away from my mouth?" I defend raising my head up to his.

"Could of asked!" He says looking down on me just inches away from face.

"Like that would have worked with you" I mumble under my breath. Looking to the side, but as I turn my head I catch a glimpse of Sean looking fully amused.

"So you and Barbie here are dating? Seems to me that you guys are full on married." Sean laughes, motioning to me and Cole.

"Ha! Like I would date someone like her in real life!" Cole scoffs.

"Like I would even consider looking at him in real life" I respond turning away from him offended.

Sean just bursts into laughter, "Then why are you guys dating?" As he finishes his laughter, he come to realization "Ashley?" Pure shock in his face.

Wait, how'd he know?

I look over at Cole and notice as he turns his head to the side annoyed, averting Sean's gaze.

"Really?! She wasn't right for you, man. And a whiney bitch" Sean exclaims taking a swing of his beer.

Cole gives a glare at Sean, "oh please sean, shut your mouth you don't know what your talking about" he responds harshley. He stands up with hands in his pocket, "I'm going to the bathroom" he says turning his back to us and disappearing into the crowd of dancing teens.

He sounded really mad. I turn to Sean speechless. He notices my stare and takes another swing of his beer. "He gets like that, he'll get over it". And for a moment he stares at me, like he is searching for something. He then starts laughing, "You have a cute face, and don't worry about him. He's a kid at times, so don't be surprised if he starts crying" he says laughing a bit once more.

"I wasn't worried" I say in defence.

He calms down a bit and responds, "Sure you weren't, it's written all over your face".

I place a hand on my cheek and receive a chuckle from Sean. He stands up from his seat, "I'm going to check up on him and bring him back. How dare he leave his lady alone, I thought I taught him better than that. Are you gonna be okay?" He asks before he heads off.

Absolutely not! After that creepy stunt you pulled off, no no no..

But I nod my head biting my bottom lip, preventing my mouth from saying otherwise.

He nods back, "ok" waving and walks towards the directions cole left.

I then notice the room somehow getting smaller as the music gets louder. Awesome I'm alone once again.

I then see a girl figure slyly sit in the seat where Sean was sitting. She had Blonde hair, it was ruffled and a mess. Her once tight curls just hung loosely on the sides. Regardless, she had make up on and honestly looked gorgeous. The background lights sort of gave her a glow as she smiled at me.

"Hi" she says handing me a bottle of beer.

I refuse but she insists as she grabs my hand and puts the bottle in it

"So, what's your relationship with Cole Dixon?" She asks flatly raising an eyebrow and smiling at me.

Cole? Why does she care?

"Umm.. Not to sound rude or anything, but who are you?" I ask setting the bottle down in front of me, leaning back a little.

She laughs and flips her hair, setting her bottle down as well and reaching her hand out in front of me, "Silly me, my name is Ashley. Ashley Parker"

Wait. What?! Fuck cakes, what am I gonna do? I don't know how to come about with her. Ok. Chill, all you have to do is act like your in love with Cole or something. Right?! That's what being a couple is, last time I checked.

I take her hand and shake it. Who shakes hands anymore? "Hi Ashley, I'm Yvette. Yvette Barnaby" I say.

She nods and gives off a smug smirk.

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