Chapter4: The Gossip Factory

I was not the kind to wait for price charming to kiss me awake from my deep slumber. I would sleep walk to him and bloody kiss the daylights out of him to stay awake. So when the first 3 dimensional hot guy materialized in front of me I pushed him into the pool to get him to senses. I blame the wet tee that stuck to his sculpted abs for me not realizing that he was freaking drowning. He indeed woke up but was now screaming out for help. What the hell?This is all happening the wrong way. I am supposed to pretend drown when the extraordinary angel of a guy jumps in to save me, the maiden in distress,as per plan. Screw that if I don't jump in I will end up in a jail.

She held my arm and pulled me to the pool side. I nearly died twice but I never felt more alive. I could feel her cold hands over the wet tee as she rythmically pressed on my abdomen pushing the water out of me. I was about to get up and thank her but then through half closed eyes I could see

her inching towards my lips unsure and nervous. I closed my eyes shut and waited in anticipation for the feeling her full lips on mine.

So this is the part in romcoms where the guy gives the damsel the kiss of life but then I have never given CPR to anyone. Neither have I kissed anyone. Well what do I say I was always such a pervert and player inside my head that I never got the opportunity to take my theoretical expertise to the lab. So if I do it wrong I can either kill him or worse repel him for life. So I did it the Avantika way and slapped him hard across the cheek. To my absolute amusement he sat upright as though electrocuted and his open eyes were out of an anime with the long thick lashes and pitch dark pupils. They were sharp and so deep that I ogled at him with a goofy smile and truly regretted not taking the chance to kiss him. He had an amused taken aback look which turned to arrogance and I ticked the arrogant full of oneself column in my never ending checklist. My smile turned 2-3 tones more geeky as my heart fluttered with the butterfly swarm inside.

"How dare you slap me?"His eyes were literally spitting balls of fire and instead of scorching my girly heart to embers it warmed the blood pumper and send me into an excited fit of giggles.

He looked at me in utter bewilderment as I rolled on the cold tiles laughing like a mad chimpanzee from circus kidnapped ,to test laughing gas.

"So you want revenge from me don't ya.?"

"What?"

"See darling you stole my sandwich.I nearly killed you twice and even beat you up so logically you feel out of balance."

A slight smile curled up on his arrogant face breaking the egoistic facade.How can she call a complete stranger darling just like that.

"Did I trigger your ego?"She wriggled her eyebrows teasingly at him.

A smirk replaced his smile and he found it difficult to hold on to the smug face as she held her heart and in awe and wistled.

"Actually I would like to reward you for saving my life irrespective of the audacity of attacking me."

She was a tad bit disappointed.So the track is defying clicheness of romance indeed.

"Okay so what is my reward tuna thief.May I ask why you stole thy peasants' sandwich if thou were so high and mighty to give away rewards.

"

He had no freaking clue as to what came over him as he stole the half eaten sandwich.

"Thou may not ask any questions.I figured you need a job so come to this address tomorrow sharp at 9:30am." He pressed a card to her palm and left abruptly with unrest and anything but boredom on his mind.

She sighed in longing and toyed with the card staring at his perfectly arched spine and freaking sculpted butt.On top of the card was written in bold letters GOSSIP FACTORY-the underground society.