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a yellow carnation signifies disdain, rejection or disappointment.

"You bitch..." he chokes out.

"Yeah, I guess I am."

Stepping around him, I open my door and step into the hallway.

"I'll be downstairs with our parents. Come down when you've grown a pair."

Seeing our parents in the living room, I sit down next to my father on the couch.

"Soooo," my dad inquires. "How did it go?"

"I think we will be just fine," I say, smiling.

"Where is Jayce?" His father asks, turning around to look up the stairs.

"He's in the bathroom, he should be down shortly."

Jayce comes around the wall and gives me a glare. He sits down next to his father and stares blankly off into the distance.

"Well, I believe that we must be going for tonight. Jayce, did you get (Y/n)'s number?"

Jayce rolls his eyes and gets his phone out. "Put your number in here."

I grab his phone and put my number in. Instead of putting my name in, I put in 'that bitch <3'. Handing it back to him, I smile when he sees the name. He looks up at me and I snicker.

"Have a nice night Jayce," His father was already out front so I pushed him out of the front door and closed it.

"You two seem to get along well," My mother comments. 

"Uh-huh," I reply, walking upstairs.

Grabbing my phone I see two texts. One from Claire and one from a random number. I open Claire's text.

Do you know who it is?!?!

Facetime me when you get the time, I've got some pipping hot tea to spill. I text her back, sighing. I open the next text and roll my eyes. 

Thanks for kicking me in balls. I'll make sure you get a lovely gift too.

Thanks, Jayce. I really appreciate it. What should your name be in my contacts? Cry Baby? Soft Dick? Tell me.

I toss my phone away and almost immediately get an alert.

How about my name - Jayce.

That doesn't do it for me. I guess I will just leave it as a surprise, see you at school. 

Checking the clock, it says 10:00 p.m. I turn my phone off and get ready for bed. After putting my pajamas on, I climb into bed and unlock my phone. I scroll over to my Wattpad app and search through my stories. Not finding anything updated, I type in 'chubby reader' and just read through one-shots until I fall asleep.


I say goodbye to my mom as I rush out the door. I was running late for school and I couldn't miss telling Claire this new information.

Driving slightly over the speed limit, I pull into the school parking lot and see Claire sitting on her car. Putting my car into park, I turn it off and rush over to Claire.

"Hey, Claire!"

"(Y/n)! Give me the deets. Is it someone I know?"

"What are you two talking about?" Blake asks walking up to us, Jayce by his side. 

"Just about some of (Y/n)'s drama," Claire says.

"And Jayce's," I add.

Claire's eyes widen and she turns to look at me.

"You're fucking with me," Claire says, shocked. Jayce glares at me, stepping towards me.

"Don't you even-"

"Yeah - I'm not, Jayce and I are in an arranged marriage. Isn't that right, Jayce?"

"You bitch-" I give Jayce a kiss on the lips - out of spite - and look at Claire and Blake.

"I'll see you three later. Have a wonderful day."

Shrugging my backpack onto my back, I happily make my way towards the entrance. Jayce needs to play nice or I won't be playing nice.

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