An Arranged Marriage With Chace Crawford {Watty Awards Winner 2013}

Chapter 13

“Hey Alex, I’m so sorry for thinking so bad of you. I hope we can be friends; maybe I’ll come over today at yours and Chace’s house. I hope he is home so we can all hangout.”

Translation: “Hey Alex, I’m so sorry I haven’t killed you yet. I hope we can be friends bitch so that I can come over at Chace’s house. Make sure he is home so I can have him all to myself.”

Friday night I had done the interview with David Letterman and everyone in the school had seemed to get hold of it. I had thought that the interview would have reduced my haters, but they seemed to have increased incredibly.

But at least, as Emma put it, they weren’t showing me exactly how much they hated me.

Instead of giving me hateful glares and saying rude words to my face, the students had started giving that to me behind my back. In front of me though, they acted as if they were my best friends in hope that I would invite them over to my house so that they can meet Chace Crawford.

I think I like their glares better than their fake smiles and words.

“What’s up with the look on your face?” Jake asked as I sat down on the lunch table with my food tray.

“What look?” I asked confused.

“The ‘come near me and I will push you off a cliff and into the sea so that a shark can rape you’ look.” Kyle chirped.

My eyes widened. “Is that why nobody has talked to me since fifth period? Damn I want to keep this look,” I said nodding professionally to myself.

“Why do you want to do that?” Natalie asked raising an eyebrow.

“So that the girls don’t keep on mentally killing me and talk to me as if I have known them since forever.”

“Why are they doing that?” Kyle asked.

“The top reason might be that I’m married to Chace Crawford and they want to get close to me to get close to him,” I said and unwrapped my cheeseburger.

“It’s okay sweetheart, we are with you,” Jake said and patted my back in mock sympathy.

I sent him a scowl. “Don’t call me sweetheart.”

“Why?” Nathan drawled smirking. “Did Crawford say that only he could call you sweetheart?”

I pursed my lips in annoyance as the table interrupted in laughter. “Really funny guys, my insides are hurting from laughing too much.”

They all let out another round of chuckles and gradually quieted down.

“Oh hear, hear!” I said in a fake high pitched voice. “Is that the sound of silence?”

Emma rolled her eyes. “Shut up…”

I grinned. “Hey I forgot to ask you guys, did you see my interview last night?”

“I did,” Natalie and Emma said together smirking.

“I did too,” Jake said, “Me three!” Kyle added.

“Where was I then?” Nathan asked frowning.

“You Mister were in your room listening to abnormally loud music and refused to take my calls.” Natalie answered.

“How do you know I was in my room? You were out.” Nathan frowned more deeply.

Natalie smirked. “I have super spy skills,” she replied.

I snorted, unable to help myself and quickly looked away from Natalie to stop myself from bursting in to laughter. Super sky skills? Yeah right, she couldn’t even spy on Channing Tatum in the shower (I did ;).