Chapter Three- 'I hate working. So boring'

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I pulled my long, brown hair up into a messy bun and threw some water on my face. What to wear? I grabbed a Death Cab T-shirt I bought at a garage sale. I threw leggings on and slipped a blue sweatshirt over everything. I heard a knock on the door. Wow. He's late, what a suprise. I cracked the door open, giving Alec a gesture to come in. 

"Hey." 

"Hey..." I paused. "Want to come ur, um, to the bonus room? We can work um, uh, up there." Why was I so nervous? It may have been that I hate this boy and always have since I was young. We walked upstairs into the playroom. 

"Wow." Alec smirked.

"What?" 

"You have Barbie dolls in here?" 

"Those are my little sisters stupid." I shoved them to the side. 

"Whatever." Alec fell back on the couch and started looking on his phone. For TEN minutes. Finally his green eye gaze met mine. "Well, are you going to get started?"

"EXCUSE me, YOU have to help!" 

He shrugged. "I hate working. So, So boring!" He continued to look at his phone. 

"Alec. STOP. God, I know you hate me and stuff but your going to help me on this project!" 

"Fine. Where are they?"

"The what?"

"Crayons, stupid!" I bit my lip. I was supposed to buy the crayons. I forgot. Big deal. "Christie, GOD, I'll go buy them." 

"Well we need them now," I said. "And you should know I hate being called CHRISTIE! GOD! Why can't you get that through your pea sized brain!"

Alec started laughing. 

"I love seeing you get mad. It puts me on a natural high. Come on. Drive me to the store."

I can't believe I am going in public with such a jerk. When we got to Walmart, everything SEEMED fine.

"Ok, Alec here are the crayons, should I get the 24 count, or the 12 cou-" I turned around to see that Alec had completly disapeared. Then I heard something come on the intercom.

"Alec Young's girlfriend, Christie Medows report to the front desk." 

Christina Medows, not CHRISTIE!

What. The. I ran to the front of the store as fast as I could. GIRLFRIEND? I dropped the crayons when I saw Alecs green eyes meet mine. Alec was handcuffed. Oh god oh god oh god. 

"Alec, what the hel-" I was quickly cut off.

"Ma'm, your under arrest."

"What do you mean-"

I was dragged to a police car, sitting next to Alec the whole ride down. I was going to the police office. The question was why? The police esscorted me to a back room where I met officer Kane. 

"Eh em, excuse me but WHY am I being arrested?" 

"Ma'm, your boyfriend Alec Young was caught stealing a Mac Computer-"

"Number one, he is NOT my boyfrien-"

"Ma'm, he told us you two got together today and you told him you would pay him to steal a computer for you." 

I was speechless. No, literally. He gave all the blame to me. And called me his GIRLFRIEND? What?

"Look, sir, that guy, Alec, he is NOT my boyfriend, nor he ever will be. HE stole it for HIMSELF, get that through your stupid littl-"

"Christie-"

"And CHRISTINA, sir, its CHRISTINA, why the he-"

The officer started laughing. Cracking up, actually. 

"You've been pranked!" 

Alec Young walked in laughing, doubling over, pointing at hidden cameras all over the room. I swear. I swear-

"Come on, Christie, let me drive you home." 

I never realized how cute he is when he laughs. 

Wait, did I just-

 

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