Just the Girl

Chapter One: Considering THE Option

Chapter One: Considering THE Option

“Ean, wake up!” I groaned as somebody shoves me. I tried to sit up to give this person a piece of mind but my head pounced and hurts like hell; I heard tapping of a foot on the edge of my bed but tried to ignore it. Not less than a minute, the tapping halted followed by the retreating of heels. YES! Finally alone at last, though I doubt he’ll come back because I haven’t heard the door slam. Then I doze back to sleep.

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“Damn! You have one hell of a body” I smirked seductively as the girl in a black tight tube grind her body closer to mine, she batted her lashes closing inn to me, limbs skimming and slowly crawling to mine sending glorious sensation to me, hissing in my throat as she was about to-----

“Dude! Wake up! You’re about to kiss Grouchy!” I jolt awake. What the Hell! I scurry out of bed just to find Conner’s pet snake slithering up on a pillow beside.

“Conner!” I scowled, brows knitted with infuriation. Conner looks at me, his face was straight and wouldn’t give anything away but I could see the glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

Damn! I was in a whole lot of shit because of this. Everyone who I knew knows I am never your type of person to neither give a wake up call nor be disturbed especially if I was in a make-out dream. I exhaled my anger away knowing that if I argue with him we end up having our shits beat up.

“Just get it out, Conner!” I pinched the bridge of my noise as headache starts to pounce.

“I will but first, I wanted you to see this” he grabs the remote from the round table wear I placed my keys and phone before I went to bed last night or was it even early morning. He turns on the TV and voila! CNN starts to criticize me, AGAIN!

“Last night, The WORLD’S DROP-DEAD GORGEOUS BACHELOR MODEL, Mr. Ean Cassity had been found in the middle of a cat-fight with two of the Italian Vogue’s hottest models: Chelsea de’Vreb and Vesca Cidesce at the most expensive and exclusive beach clubs all over California: The Golden V’s. Miss de’Vreb and Cidesce was said to be drinking and dancing at the club when all of a sudden they started fighting over Mr. Cassity. Local police officers have confirmed that the two of the Vogue models had been taking drugs and were tipsy-toes as they claw their eyes out over Mr. Cassity. Mr. Cassity on the other hand had been completely drunk over their fight and paid no attention over the scandal that happened in about 2 am in the morning. Mr. Cassity has been all over the headlines for sometime now. Will he still be the ultimate model that every girl has set eyes for an ideal young man?“ Conner turned the TV off immediately.

“And not only that! You also made the Timex and Newsweek cover! Damn! That’s a new world record you have there Ean!” he said with a disappointed clink of his tongue as he unfolds the Newsweek and the Timex he kept in his back pockets. I spat my forehead and rubbed my fingers down on my face trying to wipe the sweat.

“What am I going to do now?” I said slumping over the leathered couch. Conner turns on his heels and got out of the room with Grouchy on hand then after a few minutes came back with THE RED ENVELOPE.

 “I think it’s time for you to consider THE option” he spoke lending the envelope to me.

I hesitated. I can’t just leave the pretty babes hanging, can I? For a thousand times, I debated this option over sometime now. All of my thoughts were set into one possible decision; a firm one.

Without hesitations, I took it. 

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