Temporarily Geek

Chapter Two: Not my type

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"Every girl has three guys in her life; the one she loves, the one she hates and the one she can't live without. And in the end, they are all the same guy. - Anon. "

Chapter Two : Not My Type

If there's anything I dislike about guys the most; it would definitely be their cheesy pick up lines.

Well, there is also their disgusting eating habits, player ways, thoughtless comments, one night stands, devious little lies, annoying smirks and their Bieber wanna be hairflips - Hey, it's fine when Bieber does it. That guy can wear rags or a dress and still look good. But, just not you. Nope.- But if you put that all aside.

Chessy pickup lines would definitely hit the top charts like me barging into McDonalds. No doubt.

"When you fell from heaven, baby." His words replayed in my head over and over again.

Baby. Ugh, that dummy. Do I look like a one year old infant wearing a diaper while sucking on a pacifier?Last time I checked, I was still a 17 year old teenage girl.

Bewildered by his statement, I just blinked and sucked up all my dignity and courage to scoff in his face. "You are crazy."

Winking, he replied. "I'm crazy for you, sweetheart."

My mouth was left agape and I scrunched up my nose. Was he seriously trying to flirt with me? In the middle of a lobby? At my own show? Bastard.

Sighing, "Look, I just met you and if you don't mind, I have a plane to catch. Save your cheesy pickup lines for someone else. I'm not that easy, you dumb nugget." I rolled my eyes and walked away from him.

But this time, it didn't happen in my head.

I grabbed my phone from the floor and walked away with the last sprinkle of dignity I still had. I tucked a few strands of loose hair behind my ear and scurried off, not long before a hand came in contact on my waist and pulled me into someone's chest.

It was touching my waist. A hand was on my waist.

I was on someone's chest. More specifically, that egolistic Bastards chest which smelt like a mixture of manly cologne and cheap perfume.

I, Adrianne Serene Summers was talking to a random stranger who kept firing nasty thoughts and was hugging my waist. Holy mother of pizza. How did I get myself into this?

"Not so fast, Ms.Sassypants. No one walks away from me like that." His hand tighten around my waist and I growled. My eyes grew big when that noise came out of my mouth. I was shocked, to say at least. Did I just growled?

Great, he probably thinks I am a werewolf now.

"Let go off me. You- you......... lunatic! I don't even know you! Let me go! Or I'll-"

"You'll what? Tell your mommy that you met this hot guy and you fell in love with him? OH EM GEE!" He squealed in a girly, high pitched voice.

"In your dreams." I snarled.

His eyes twinkled with glee and amusement, "Don't worry, babe, you'll definitely be in my dreams tonight. Naked."

"You are insane."

"Insanely head over heels for you, darling." He whispered in my ear.

I huffed. Every single comment I make, can be turned into something dirty, cheeky and frustrating in just a blink of an eye. Was this guy created to annoy me to death? Or was this karma getting back at me all at once? Because it was definitely working.