" In which I get my heart broken by the player "
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Blake Harper doesn't do love. He's rude, quiet, brooding, and prefers to be alone. Like all bad boys, he's untamable and unclaimed, but he isn't sure what to do when the girl he sets his eyes on...
My brows arch and I twist myself in my seat to look more clearly at him.
" You like animals? "
" No, but he likes to operate on them, though, " Avalon replied dryly.
I gape, horrified. Caleb smirks and wiggles his brows.
" Love to rearrange their guts. "
My face twists in displeasure.
" Disgusting... Wait, you would have killed my dog? " I gasped.
He is full-on laughing like a hyena. I'm not amused by his reaction.
" We shall never know, huh? I mean, you have no dog. "
I roll my eyes and turn myself right in my seat. Quite frankly, he's not worth my energy.
" Oh don't be a sour lemon, I was only joking, " he teased, still chuckling.
" Lemons are already sour? " I questioned, doubting myself.
" They are, yes. "
I frown. His statement makes no sense then. Twisting myself, I stare at him in confusion.
" How can't I be a sour lemon if a lemon is already sour? "
He groans and sits back.
" Never mind, Spanish girl. "
I look at Avalon.
" Avalon. "
She sighs.
" Well--"
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When Caleb announced we were near, I started sweating in nervousness. I'm not particularly anxious to meet Adrien as I heard awesome things about him throughout the day but I'm definitely stressing over meeting Blake.
I've been thinking about what I can do to impress him or lessen the inevitable disliking he'll have for me once his eyes land on me: or so Caleb and Avalon kept saying happens when he meets someone new. But through my deep thinking, I settled with being myself. I reminded myself I came too far as a person to want to change myself for some grumpy ass that has issues with people. Even if striving in myself, I couldn't shake the nerves.
Avalon smiles at me to offer silent comfort when she sees my face.
" Don't worry, Catalina. "
I try to smile but it wavers.
" I just have a hard time accepting that people have different opinions and that it includes the judgment of my character. I hate when people don't like me. Like, I immediately think I'm not good enough or something. "
