“Uh I never thought that you would actually call me, so I didn’t have anything planned but how about I take you to the movies this Friday?” he asked hopefully.

Denise rolled her eyes from beside me probably unimpressed by his confession and lack of smooth talk. It seemed like he was not very experienced in talking to girls and getting their attention which is odd because he looked very cute.

If I wasn’t on a mission to hurt boys, I might have given him a chance. 

“Friday works fine for me. I’ll send you my address so that you can come pick me up.”

Now that the deal was made, I had no longer any interest in talking to him.
I had already entertained him for way long and although it was fun while it lasted, I had places to be and people to meet.

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Scarlet has finally lost all trust in guys after getting her heart broken many times. She has had enough now and seeks revenge against all the boys.

But revenge is never easy and more so if it is done impulsively.

She is inviting drama and disaster in her life while playing with love and hatred. She is playing with fire that is, the people's emotions which will slowly burn her but it doesn't scare her a bit.

She has devised a plan and intends to go through with it but is she as heartless as she expects herself to be?

She believes her plan to be foolproof but will everything really go her way?

And where will this revenge lead her?

So, let's see if she emerges a winner in this game of love and revenge.
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If you have reached so far then I hope you'll read it too.

Damn These Boys!

“Did you miss me?” Sauntering inside like he owns the place; Alex pulls out the chair at Laura’s working table and plants his firm ass on it. He seems to be much more jovial than usual after the picnic yesterday. At least one of us is in a good mood after the turn of events. The Anna incident still had me a little shook but I must admit, later seeing Alex play with her must be the cutest thing god had graced upon my eyes. 


“What is it today?” I ask a guilty looking Laura who nervously stroked her hair and avoiding my eyes embarrassedly replied, “Pineapple cake.” 


I looked at Fionna who was stood in front of the full-length mirror, on making eye contact we both sighed and shook our heads disapprovingly at her. 


“Oh, come on! Don’t act like you don’t eat the food he brings. You both are equally guilty!” Laura whines plopping herself on the bed beside me. 


Chapter 44: “Pineapple cake.”