"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 groaned from the throbbing pain in my forehead, and struggled to open my eyes. My blurry vision was met with a dimly lit room, which smelled like dead rats.


"Oh, look, the princess is coming around," an unfamiliar male voice spoke over me.


"How are you feeling Quinn?" a guy wearing specs, asked, crouching down in front of me.


...were these morons high on something?


"Who are you?" I rasped, then, cleared my throat. The first thing I realized was that I was dealing with two kidnappers, both of who appeared to be incredibly stupid face wise.?I didn't want to judge, but...they started it by kidnapping me, so...


"Here, have this," the guy without specs, extended a bottle of water towards me.


I eyed it for a second, then, smacked it away from me.


"Geez, you are feisty, just as I remember you to be," the specs guy grinned at me.


"Dude, are you sure those glasses are doing their job right?" I asked him.


Chapter 29. two things and charlie