Chocolate Dreams-Ripped Apart(ON HOLD)

Chapter 3-Understanding the Chocolate Man

Hey guys, i know, one day... but in history during some free time, i felt the need to plan the chapter- and i wouldn't want to lose it either. l, i've been bet to do an British accent for the next two days irl, so don't worry about this. Anyway to the story! Pip pip cheerio, jk jk. I love y'all accents, man.

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Chapter 3-Understanding the Chocolate Man

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I woke up the next day, a cu[cake wrapper and glass placed on a white plate at my bedside table. I yawned and rolled out of my California King bed, hearing some lady on the plasma 72" inch flat screen TV in my room, "OH! Burn Bitch!" I giggled lightly, happy that usually-almost always- i woke up happy. i skipped to the en suite, picked some clothes, and walked to my shower to lather in the perfect scent of vanilla, relaxing all tension in my muscles. I was just starting to drown, falling asleep, when my phone vibrated- along with a tune of "Stacy's mom" to it. I hopped out, wrapping the towel around my body, and skipped out to my giant blue and purple room. My hair was still a little wet, though, making my usually natural blond hair a light shade of brown. I slipped into the pink strapless dress, buckled the black belt where indicated, pulled on my black long socks, which met mid thigh, and my high top converse shoes. I also quickly put my black beanie on my head, clasping a necklace, which had my family ring on it (lightning and water symbols). (I don't know whether to use pink or black shoes-make up something. LOL, just not ratchet.) I had bought this outfit not too long ago with Andy at the mall a little out of town(AGAIN I AM NOT TELLING YOU WHERE I AM IN TEXAS- I DON'T NEED NO STALKERS). I grabbed my binder, fully charged iPhone-I put it into the shorts i wore under my dress- and made sure the twenties i had slipped in yesterday were still there. YEP! I smiled and just stood for a while, think-

"Taylor, sweetie. I have a cinnamon roll an full English breakfast for you!!" Sonya yelled from the bottom of the second flight of stairs. I ran down, towards the dining room on the main floor(1st) and was met by...

"Chocolate Man," I yelled, or screamed, backing away slightly. Why was i scared?

"Vanilla Girl," he chuckled. How did he know about vanilla, only Sonya...SONYA! "Good morning to you, too." The faint accent he had- a mix between French and British, mostly British- tore me -not out- but into his grasp. I sat on a stool at the breakfast counter across from him, noticing two plates of bacon, eggs, and biscuits on red plates, along with a medium-twice the size of a doorknob, or three- sized cinnamon roll on a plate big enough to hold it, beside it a crystal glass filled with orange juice. "So are you ready to get to school?" He had finished eating while i took in the delicious food. I shook my head, noticing we only had a little less than half an hour to head to school. I demolished the food, but still had a roll in my hands. I realised i was drooling, not literally, but it was mouth watering. Then i remembered something, but also forgotten.

"Why are you in my house, and how did you know where I lived, you stalker?" He chuckled again, and for the first time, i notice his dimples.

"Cody, your ex-boyfriend."I nodded. "Do you always act so...intimate... with him?"I shook my head.

"Inquisitive, aren't you? That wasn't intimate, it's a greeting he uses with people, well, should i say girls, he knows." He noted the emphasis of me saying 'knows.' "Shall we?"

"We shall, Miss Davis. To my black spider Ferrari," he yelled in a suddenly strong British accent. I giggled a bit. DAMN! "Was that a giggle?" I just ignored him climbing in...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At School~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I hopped out of the guys black Ferrari, feeling level ground. I started to the entrance, heading to my locker, but was stopped by arms going around my waist. "Hey, Tayle." I nodded, turned around, and playfully pushed his chest. "Wassup?"