Chapter 6: Cupcake

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"You thought I was going to give you clothes you'd look good in?" He asked like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well, at that point, it was. "I hate you"

"I hate you too"

"Don't lie to yourself darling. You know you love me"

"I just met you"

"Whatever floats your boat. Let's go have breakfast. The boys are downstairs"

That's a big no.

I couldn't cope with Dylan alone and me having breakfast with the whole crew would be a big mess. They'd throw silly jokes and pick up lines at me or even worse, prank me and take it on video.

Besides, how was I sure he wouldn't poison me.

"I can't" I said "I have to go home now. My mom would be worried sick"

Ha ha ha. Like that would ever happen.

"You know you're late for school right? And moments ago_"

"Moments ago doesn't matter my child. Now does" I said in an extremely dramatic way, raising my hand in the process. I had a way to make everything look like it was movie.

"That's stupid. Extremely stupid. Probably the most stupid thing I've ever hear_"

"I get your point!" I cut him off "I need to go home now" I said and started making my way towards the door.

"You don't know the way out or the way home so kindly be less bitchy and let me take you home cupcake"

"Don't call me that"

"Alright sweetheart"

"Or that"

"Okay ice cream"

"Or that"

"Fine. Darling"

"I'll go for cupcake"

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"Stop"

"Why?" He asked "I don't see houses here"

"Well, I don't think you know but I live in the forest. I was trained my wolves." I said and flexed my biceps "That explains this"

"So you mean you were raised by baby wolves?"

"Oh shut up. Just drop me off here. I meeting with someone"

"Who?"

"My boyfriend" I lied. I didn't know why but I turned beet red after that. First, boyfriend and I were not allowed to be in the same sentence and second, boyfriend?

He laughed "Like you'd ever have or boyfriend"

"What? I once had a boyfriend" I lied again and at that point, my head was as red as a tomato "Cole"

"Oh really? Cole what?"

I didn't think before saying "Prouse"

"It's Cole Sprouse and he'll only date you in your dreams" He laughed. I felt my head was about to explode from shame. "On a brighter note, I'm way hotter than him"

"Yeah, in your dreams"

"Just admit it. It wouldn't kill you"

"I'm leaving"

"See you in school cupcake" he drove off and I started my journey back home.

After kicking twigs and constantly complaining about how messed my life was, i got home. My mom was no where in sight so I quietly found my way upstairs to avoid more drama. I took off Dylan's clothes and slipped on a pair of blue jeans and a white top before wearing a black hoodie to cover it up.

I applied my regular amount of make up to my face, folded Dylan's clothes and kept it in my bag.

I made breakfast and slowly ate it regardless of the fact I was late for school. It was a once in a while thing and there was no way I was going to leave food for an institution of boring teachers and children I definitely didn't like.

When I was done, I grabbed my bag and keys and found my way out.

Dylan's car was parked right in front of my house.

And that's a win for life again.

I was disgraced. My house was more than ugly. Definitely not a percent as beautiful as his house. If it were human, it would've been in starvation for ten years.

You know that moment when you feel like crawling under a table and staying there for five years? Yeah, that's exactly how I felt.

"You stalker!"

"You wish. We're late already. Come on"

I sighed and rolled my eyes before making my way to his car. He probably didn't find my house as embarrassing as I found it but I still felt like crawling under a table.

Preferably a table with doughnuts on it.

We got to school late, just like i'd expected. Only a few people we're at the parking lot which took me a bit by surprise actually. It should be close to third period, what the hell are you doing in the parking lot?

I made my way to my locker in peace. Lucky for me, students were too busy in class to stare or whisper things about me coming to school with Dylan. It wouldn't be that bad because I'd pranked him and gotten more respect and popularity than before.

However, they could go around and say things like they're together because they're both prank legends or she probably did it to get together with Dylan.

Yeah, that's how cliche my life could be.

There was definitely no way I was going to attend class. I'd have to wait till the next class which was not a problem if I might add. I never really liked school anyway.

I felt a presence behind me. As I much as I hated Dylan, I wished it was him.

"What do you want?" I asked Cassandra in a bored tone. Cassandra was the perfect example of a Barbie doll.

All plastic and no brain.

She always had a way to make my life miserable when we were younger but she lost interest when she figured out I didn't care. She and Dylan were basically fuck buddies but she made it look like they were dating. The whole school knew Dylan wasn't the dating type. All he wanted was a girl that would get with him whenever he wanted without questions and that girl was Cassandra.

"To stay away from my man"

"What?" I asked, once again, in a bored tone to make it look like that wasn't what I expected.

"I know bitches like you. Look, I don't want you anywhere near my man or else_"

"Or else what?" I cut her off "Will you spill coffee on me or tell the whole school a rumour that doesn't exist? News flash, you've done that before and I never cared. Besides, the last time I checked he didn't have a girlfriend so scoot. I have sleep to get to.


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