"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

"What is happening? I don't understand," I muttered in confusion as three girls started fiddling with my hair, clothes, and face, all at once.


"They are getting you ready for today's interview," Quinn replied, walking into the room.


"What? I-interview?" I stuttered, turning to her with wide eyes.


She gave me an apologetic look and held up a one-piece dress for me. "Part of the stuff you need to accomplish in one week."


"Okay, um, what kind of interview??Whose?interview?" I asked hopefully, even though I already knew the answer somehow.


"Why?" I groaned, letting my face fall into my hands. "Is it necessary?"


"Would you rather prefer if Alice went with Noah, as his girlfriend?"


That instantly made me look up with a glare. "No!"


Quinn shrugged with a grin. "She is going to do just that if you don't go."


"Ma'am, please, sit still," one of the girls who had her hands in my hair, requested.


Chapter 39. IT started with…