"What are the odds that you are dared to send a random text to a stranger? And, what are the odds that the stranger happens to be someone you would never have imagined in your wildest fantasies?

Well, the odds are in Chloe's favor. A text conversation which starts as a dare takes a one eighty degree turn when the person behind the screen turns out to be the cockiest, most arrogant, annoying asshat. Despite all this; the flirting, the heart to heart conversations and the late night musings are something they become accustomed to and something which gradually opens locked doors...but, that's not all.  

To top it all off, the guy just might happen to be in the same school and have a reputation for a overly skeptical identity...

""What are you hiding?""

""An awesome body, beneath these layers of clothing ;)""

But, who knows what Noah is really hiding and what are the consequences of this secret?"

A Royal Pain In The Texts

I looked up in horror. Liam and Noah were still in the front of the classroom looking around at all of the students.


For a split second, Noah's eyes made contact with mine, and my heart stopped beating. But, thankfully he brushed me off as unimportant and his gaze wandered over.?His gaze hadn't even lingered on my face, so, he will not remember my face...or so I thought.


What was the meaning of this, anyway? Did he know? Did Liam tell him?


But, if he knew, he would have confronted me by now...right?


I took out my beanie from my bag and put it on, then, I pulled the cap of my hoodie over my head. Hopefully, I was as unnoticeable as stone now. I began typing on my phone inconspicuously.


WHAT THE HECK? WHY ARE YOU IN MY G.K. CLASS?


I looked up to see Noah smirking at his phone screen.


YOU ANNOYING SOB, STOP SMIRKING AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.


AW, YOU ARE WATCHING ME. NOW, LET ME JUST LOOK UP AND-


Chapter 9. He can’t shut up!