When a player meets a badass nerd

Chapter 4

    I woke up to a high pitched scream. Alex. She looked in the mirror, Oopsys. I got up and tried to slip out but a hand grabbed my silk nightgown.

    "WHAT DID YOU DO?!" She screamed and I chuckled.

    "Well... I dunno what your talking about." I shrugged, and looked at my nails, they need filed, and re-painted. Alex slaps my hand away. And points at her face. Its red, COLORFUL!

    "Oh, that. Well.. You passed out, I like sharpies, I like rainbows, your face was a target... So... art!" I squealed and chirped 'art', and clapped. "Mine if I get a picture? For a museum? I should be an artist, don't you agree?"

    "Open up!" Beth yelled. Then she barges in and bursts out in laughter and falls on the ground coughing and laughing.

    "Its not funny!" Alex says. I take her hand and drag her to the bathroom and make her sit on the toilet lid, facing the sink.

    "Eyes closed. And you big mouth!" I smile, and get some water, and spread it on her face then soap it up. The soapy water turns a ugly grayish-blackish unknown color. I keep rubbing the soap so it would come off. A little. When I get a wet towel and wipe the soap off. Its gold enough, you can barely see the lines.

    "Ugh, good enough." She rolls her eyes and I see her try to hold back a smile.

    "Bell, you got a viisitorr!" Beth smiles, "Your lover bird John." She smiles and wiggles her eyes brows. I slap her playfully in the arm.

    "What do you want?" I ask to John. He leans close to my ear,

    "You, get ready meet me at my dorm, 109." He whispers, and leaves. I sigh heavily, and walk towards the shower and hop in. I wash up my body and hair quickly and hop out, I blow dry my hair and let it hang down my back, it takes about three quarters of my back. I curl it quickly and pull on a knee length green dress with no sleeves, that flares out at the skirt, with a black belt dividing the flare and stomach. Pull on some black nylons, and flats.

    "Oh, someones getting dressed up." Beth wiggles her eyebrows. Alex looks nervous,

    "I wouldnt date this guy, he will break you. Im warning you." She shakes her head.

    "How many times do I need to tell you guys, I. Do. Not. Date! I definitely will NOT date this guy." I say with a sigh, and put on mascara and eye liner with pale link lip stick. I grab my purse and check my iphone 5c, Its blue. I have a message, 'Mom'

    'Hi sweety. How's everything going? I just wanted to check up on you. Text me back.'

    'Everything's fine mom. Im fine, no trouble. Love you, bye.' I respond. I slip it into my purse. Walk to room 109, I knock and John answers, but checks me out first. Mostly my legs,

    "Hm.. still covering those legs, huh?" He says and pouts. He looks so cute when he does that... What am I saying?!

    "Yes. I am, got a problem with it?" I retort

    "Yes actually I do. Tell me why." He crosses his arms. I groan.

    "Not yet. I dont even know you Mr. Five-Girlfriends." I smirk,

    "Fine, follow me." He takes my hand and laces his into mine. I cant help but like holding his hand, I bite my lip. We walk towards the woods,

    "Were are we going?" I ask, but we just keep walking into the woods, deeper, and deeper. I look back and don't even see the way we came. But then I see a clearing coming into view. Its has flowers and the sunshine makes it look like a fantasy. "Where are we?" I ask smiling.

    "Somewhere my mom took me to. Shes dead now." He looks down,

    "What happened to her?" I ask, he looks at me, and smiles a weak smile,

    "Uh... My step dad killed her.." I could see the hurt in his eyes as he told me this. I couldnt stop but I wrapped my arms around him, it made me think about my mom, and sister, they all died, while I only got burned, badly. He wrapped his arms around me,

    "Im the only one left in my family. Guess I gotta tell you now, huh?" I kinda want to, I feel like I can trust him. I shouldn't but I do, he told me, he trusts me. So I should trust him, and tell him.

    "If you want." He shrugs and I let go, forgetting Im hugging him.

    "I will." I sigh, "Sit it's long." We both sit on the ground in the meadow. If I look right I see him. I sigh and close my eyes for a second then open them. "I've never told anyone. Not even my adoption mom. The children services people whatever had to tell her. Well, I was three years old when my mom shook me awake, and I saw smoke everywhere and heard breaking windows and cracking and popping from the fire. Parts of the house were collapsing and my mom took my hand and I took my sisters hand. We were walking and the ceiling fell right over my mom but she pushed me and my sister away from it. I never saw her after that. I remember her last words like someone just told me '

    'Don't be afraid. I love you, everything will be fine. Be strong, Bella.'

    Then my sister got lost, and she ended up being found dead. I was the only one who survived, but I got burned. That why I have scars. I wont love because my step dad was drunk and set the house on fire, I don't trust anyone after that. So I don't love, Im a player." I take a deep breath, he just stares stunned.

    "I wont do that. I promise." He whispered.

    "I know." I say and he wraps his arm around my shoulders.

        Im falling for the playboy...