"--That's flirting." He pointed his glass to a guy touching the butt of a girl in a dress, getting slapped in the process. It made me laugh a little actually.
"He deserved it." I said trying hard not to laugh.
"I agree. People don't have respect these days."
"You can say that again." I agreed. I didn't know why the words came out of my mouth.
"Someone has problems."
"Don't we all?" I defended.
"Right you are. I'd ask for a toast if only you had something to drink. Would you like one?" He asked.
"My boyfriend's getting mine. He's probably not gonna like that you're here talking to me."
"Doing the boyfriend thing to brush me off? Why don't I believe you?" He examined me.
"You asked me earlier if I had a boyfriend, mister. Believe me, you wouldn't want to meet him."
"Please, call me Lucas. So, where in New York did your so-called boyfriend get your drink?" He said with that silly smile all over his face.
"I'm not telling you my name, mister." I said ignoring his question.
"Now that's just rude. Mystery girl, huh? Are you a vampire?"
"Is this some kind of pick-up line? Because no! Just… don't! Okay?" I rolled my eyes in frustration.
"What a lovely conversation we're having." He chuckled.
"Are you done here? Don't you have to be somewhere else? Somewhere not here?" I suggested.
"I still don't know your name, mystery girl." He insisted.
"It's Wendy. Can you go now?"
"And I'm Peter Pan. It's bad lying to people you know. Don't let it turn into a habit." He advised confidently.
I thought for a second, that he was reading my mind. I thought of the times I lied to my friends these past few days. Although what bothered me the most is the feeling that I've been lying to myself the whole time. I didn't notice that I’m spacing out again in front of a stranger.
"Oh? Cat got your tongue?" He drank what was left of his drink. “Secrets as well? Now that's just a recipe for disaster." He continued.
"Don't talk like you know me." I demanded and then he smiled.
"That just makes me want to know you more."
"You're really giving both of us a hard time here." I concluded.
"Well, I do that a lot. You know, I like you, I love being challenged." He said with a confident smile.
"I'm not the kind of girl you toy with, mister."
"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you." He clearly stated.
"You're so dead." I shook my head. I was pissed at how he was reading me like a book and the way he was talking to me. He’s so full of himself. I couldn't wait for Zach to come back just to see this jerk.
Then I saw Zach walking towards our table together with a waiter holding our drinks. He looked annoyed at the fact that this Lucas is talking to me. When they got to our table, the waiter left the drinks and was called by another customer. I was worried, but some part of me wanted Zach to beat the crap out of this arrogant jerk.
"I hope I'm not interrupting." Zach asked looking at the two of us in the table. Then I saw Lucas do his creepy smile again.
"Oh, you're not. Join us Zach, you look tense, let's drink some more shall we?" Lucas gave a signal to the waiter.
"I was looking all over for you. I guess you already met my girlfriend." Zach said.
"Girlfriend?" Lucas asked with surprised expression plastered on his face. He turned his eyes on me and then he continued. "Well, we haven't been properly introduced yet."
"You're such a douche." Zach beamed and snaked his arm around my waist. "James, this is my girlfriend, Victoria Peige."
"Wait... James? I thought it was Lucas?" I asked suspiciously. Well, he was kinda hitting on me, there's no reason for him to use his real name. I looked at him and he had a confident look on his face.
"James Lucas Gregory. It's nice to finally know your name, Victoria Peige."
---END OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN---
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|Alex Pettyfer||as Zach|
|Nina Dobrev||as Tori|
|Blake Lively||as Chloe|
|Nathaniel Buzolic||as Nathan|
|Chace Crawford||as James|