Chantelle DeVille...a spitting image of Ashton DeVille.

Blonde, beautiful...and Black-Hearted.

"Well, well, well...if it isn't Chloe Armel." Chantelle smiled sweetly. "It’s been so long!”

“Yeah.” I mumbled awkwardly, knowing she’d make a provocative statement soon.

Chantelle placed a perfectly manicured hand on her waist, while twirling her hair into curls as she pretended to think. “Hmm, how long has it been since mon frère a brisé ton jolie petite coeur? [my brother broke your pretty little heart?] Two years?” She smirked.

“Sounds about right.” I forced out a smile, wanting nothing but to wipe her sadistic one off her face.

And then I took a look at Reece Carter, who was leaning against the wall a couple of meters away, impatiently waiting for me to hurry up so we could leave. I gave him a wicked grin and turned back to Chantelle.

“But that’s alright.” I waved off, finding the confidence in my voice again. “I’ve moved on. Reece is amazing. I’ve never been happier.”

“W-what?” She shrieked, her sapphire eyes widening in shock. “You two are going out? No way!”

I ignored the bitch and continued.

“Oh Chantelle," I began, looking into the distance and all dreamy-like, "You have no idea how cute and sweet he really is. It’s like; he has this whole bad boy thing going on, this ‘I don’t care about anyone or anything’ attitude, which is so sexy, but then when you really get to know him, he’s the sweetest guy you’ll ever meet. He’s just…amazing…We are so in love.”

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you make enemies.

~*~

Chantelle left soon after, but not before promising me that Reece would be no different to Ashton, that he too, will rip my heart into shreds.

The walk home was silent. Reece tried to make small talk but gave up when he saw my mind was somewhere else. Instead he began kicking a stone that came across his path until we got back.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Chantelle.

Her words replayed in my head over and over again, until I had to shake my head and tell myself that Reece is not Ashton. He’s nothing like him.

“What a lovely shade of slut she was wearing today.” Reece remarked suddenly. I stopped walking at my normal pace and slowed down a bit.

“Who, Chantelle?” I asked, surprised at his comment. Reece nodded and continued kicking the rock.

“Don’t you think she’s…umm…hot, like all other guys do?”

As much as I dreaded the thought of Reece taking an interest in her; I couldn’t deny the fact that Chantelle was breathtakingly beautiful…and I was…well, me.

Reece leaped onto one of the houses’ brick fences and walked along it, then jumped from one gigantic rock to another. “I think she should open books, not legs…” he told me while balancing on one leg, “Blow minds, not guys. You know?”

“Reece, what are you doing?”

“You bored me to death, so I’m playing that game where you pretend the ground is lava and you can’t step on it.”

“You’re so immature!” I laughed. He cracked a smile, instantly captivating me.

“Immaturity keeps me young, Chloe. Besides, I’m having more fun than you, aren’t I?”

I frowned. “No.”

Reece grinned. “Yes.”

“No.”

“C’mon babe, its okay, you can play too!”

“Shut up.”

“OoOOoohh Princess swore again!”

The idiot was totally testing my patience.

“So…how do you lose the game?” I asked, pretending to be genuinely curious as I stepped on the fence as well.

“You have to touch the ground, duh.” Reece told me, his eyes sparkling in the sun.

“Oh. So like this?” I questioned, using both my hands to push his stone-hard chest. He began to lose his balance, but quickly gained his stability, much to my distaste.

“That wasn’t very nice Chloe.” He smirked, edging closer to me and grabbing both of my wrists with a wicked grin.

“Noooo! Stop! HAHAHA!” I screamed when he had me on the edge, my body making a 70° angle in the air.

“Reece!” I squealed again, but managing to laugh at the same time, “Let go you…you jerk!”

He raised his eyebrows in amusement. “Are you sure you want me to let you go?”

“Yes!” Then realization hit me. “No! No! No! Don’t you dare let go!”

“Now, now, Chloe. Did you forget the magic word?” Reece leered, teasing me by holding me further down until I made a 30° slant with the grassy ground.

“Reece! HAHA Oh my God. Get me up! PLEASE.” I cried with a smile plastered on my face. He was so going to pay for this.

Reece laughed and brought me back up, sliding his hand around my waist to support me. Instinctively, I clung both arms around his neck, hanging onto him like my life depended on it. I felt Reece’s chest vibrate as he let out a series of laughter, which I only returned with a death stare.

“You know, the magic word wasn’t actually ‘please’. It was ‘Reece is sexy’.”

I shoved his chest again, and this time, he lost his balance and fell onto the soft, green grass.

“Oh look! You touched the ground. I guess that means I won the game.” I winked.

Reece just flashed me his adorable, boy-ish smile, one I think I was starting to fall for.

~*~

When we got back to his place, we saw Aurora cutting up some vegetables and boiling some water. She smiled warmly at the both of us when we came in. Reece came up behind her and gave his mother a kiss on the cheek, which made her smile glow even brighter.

I was wonderstruck by how cute the scene was.

“Your mother called today, Chloe.” Aurora told me, pointing towards the phone sitting on the bench. “It was nighttime there and you weren’t here so she said she’d try calling tomorrow. She misses you already.”

“Oh. Alright, thanks.” I beamed at her. “Did you need any help with that?” I asked her, gesturing towards the food.

She waved me off. “No, no, go watch some T.V or something. I’ll call you both down when dinners ready.”

I think I was beginning to love Aurora already.

I made my way upstairs, Reece trailing behind me. When we got up to the second floor, we exchanged glances before silently heading off to our rooms.

I collapsed onto the bed and let out a deep sigh.

Wow. Who would have ever thought that I’d actually ever skip a day of school? I mean, I remember this one time; I had caught the flu, gotten a temperature of 41°C but had still managed to beg my parents to let me go to class because I had a Chemistry test.

I let out a chuckle. Now that I think about it...that was pretty pathetic.

Feeling bored already, I reached out on the bedside table and grabbed my phone. Unlocking it, I mentally cringed when it read 37 missed calls. Most of them were by Charlie.

Pressing the call button, I waited for him to pick up.

Charlie managed to do so after the first ring.

“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?” My bestfriend all but screamed through the phone.

“Hi Charles.”

“ARE YOU OKAY? ARE YOU SICK? WHAT HAPPENED? WHY WEREN’T YOU AT SCHOOL? WHY WEREN’T YOU AT HOME WHEN I CAME TO YOUR HOUSE AFTER SCHOOL? DO YOU REALISE HOW WORRIED- “

“Woah,” I cut in, instantly feeling guilt-ridden about the fact that I’d left my phone on silent. “Charlie, I’m fine, I’m so sorry for making you worried. I just woke up really late this morning, and I didn’t have my alarm clock because you know how I’m staying at Reece’s house for two weeks and-”

“YOU’RE WHAT?”

“I, umm…I didn’t tell you?”

“NO! I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM YOU SINCE FRIDAY! WHY ARE YOU STAYING THERE?”

“Charles…?”

“YES?”

“Why are you yelling?” I laughed.

He paused. “Oh…um, Sorry Chloe.” He chuckled awkwardly. “But, I don’t get it, why aren’t you staying at my place?”

“Mum thought it would be easier ‘cause Reece is just next door.”

He grunted in response.

“This still doesn’t explain why you weren’t at school, I mean, remember that one time you caught the flu and your temperature was like-“

“Yes Charlie…”

“41°C or something, right? But you were like, ‘I can’t miss school! I have a chem-‘

I face-palmed myself. “Yes, Charlie, I remember. Please shut up now.”

He laughed and I could imagine him grinning over the phone. “I love you, Chloe.”

“I love you too, Charles.”

“For the billionth time – “

“Don’t call me Charles!” I finished off for him in a high pitched, exaggerated voice.

A moment of silence passed.

“Chloe, I…I don’t sound like that.”

I grinned. “I know, Charles, I know.”

~*~

A/N - I effing love Charlie.

KONY 2012.

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Anyway,

Some of you may have noticed my status a few days ago, it was something like:

‘There’s a bad boy in my Biology class that never smiles. I told him I’m gonna make it happen one day.”

Well, I did! :D

Well. I kind of forced him and may have potentially creeped him out but I still managed to do it! LOL it was really funny:

I sat next to him and he had this ‘wtf’ look on his face, but nevertheless, didn’t say anything.

Then a moment of silence passes by.

“Are you capable of smiling?” I ask.

“What?”

“I’ve never seen you smile!”

“So…?”

“So…SMILE!” I cry cheerfully.

“What’s there to smile about?”

“Well, for starters, I’m sitting next to you. That’s something you should be smiling about.”

He ignores me.

After a few moments of awkward silence, I slap his arm in frustration.

“SMILE!” I order him.

“What the heck is wrong with you?!” He yells, gaining weird looks from the people around us.

“Would it kill you to just smile?!” I yell back.

“Why do you want me to smile so much?!” He asks, on the verge of losing it.

“Because I think you’d have a cute smile!”

Taken off guard, he couldn’t manage to say anything.

I laughed at his expression.

What seemed like an hour later, he actually managed to crack a smile, and boy was it adorable.

I pointed my index finger at him. “Made you smile!” I remarked victoriously.

He looked away, but not before I noticed his cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink, “P-Pay attention to the teacher!”

I could not take the smug look off of my face after that. Hahaha.

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