Chapter 15

Diana's P. O. V

I spent the whole night thinking about what that guy would want with those pictures. We were already an official couple, what would he stand to gain?

I curl up in a ball and start sneezing, I had on my Mickey mouse knee socks and my huge sweater mom got me on Valentine's day.

Just as I was about to sleep I got a text, I took my phone out from my pocket and opened it.

Unknown: Open page 14 on your history textbook.

Me: Who TF is this?

Unknown: The monster under your bed...

I looked under my bed in perplexity, my phone vibrated, another text.

Unknown: You fucking looked didn't you?

Me: Michael Tyler...I should have known.

Michael: Took you long enough Dollie.

Me: How did you get my number

Michael: It's not hard you know, I just hacked into the school's system and stole all your data.

I face palmed at his childishness, did he really think am that stupid?

Me: Am not seven...

Michael: Go check your history textbook, I left something in there.

Me: Did you leave...a CONDOM?

Michael: 🤦🏼‍♂️

Michael: Infact I did, is your mom at home?😈

I raised my brows in shock, was that a joke or an insult? I was totally confused! Or is that just stuff guys say to each other?

I grab my textbook from my bag and pull out my history textbook, I have my fingers crossed. I open the page and find a paper inside, I hold it up and read it.

He made me a schedule... to study.

I grab my phone, to see two texts from him.

Michael: Sorry about the mom joke.

Michael: I left a study worksheet, I just thought that since I'll be busy cos of the game, you should study at home. I'll go through what you studied in school and you get to ask me whatever the fuck you don't understand. The last thing I want is Josie screaming at me.

I reread the text over and over again, then I looked at the paper.

Me: Um...Thanks so much, sure, we can do it your way.

Michael: Let me warn you am a very demanding teacher.

Me: Am a very demanding student myself.

Michael: Oh really?

Me: 🤧🤧🤧. I've caught a cold.

Michael : You want me to come over and warm you up?😏

I slapped my forehead and giggled.

He seemed so different when he texts me, it's like he's actually a human being with a real personality and not just the jerk he is at school.

Me: Just go get some sleep, the last thing I'd want is to get in the way of your beauty sleep.

Michael: No one can ever ruin this pretty face, that's why all the girls love me.

Me: All but one.

Michael: Said the girlfriend.

Me: Pretend girlfriend to you Mister!

Me: How long are we going to keep this up?

No response from him, he's really not going to make this easy for me. I checked my phone ten minutes later, still nothing from him, I dropped my phone and went downstairs.

Mom was around!

"Did I wake you sorry"Mom said once she turned around to see me. I could see the eyebags forming under her eyes. She was tired, she barely slept early anymore and she came home late. The only time this happens is when we're about to move.

"Mom...are we moving?"I asked, she opened the fridge and brought out some eggs.

"No, why would you think that?"She asked, cracking the eggs.

"You're just working yourself out, and that only happens when..."she cut me off.

"We're not moving okay, how was school?"she asked changing the topic.

"A load of drama" I muttered to myself, she didn't seem to have heard that though. "It's okay, I think am making friends..."

"What about that cute boy?"she suddenly asked and my heart skipped a beat. I tensed up immediately.

"What cute boy?"I asked, did she perhaps see me and Michael? Does she know were dating?... pretend dating?

"Lola's son....Pablo! That's the name"she said and I heaved a sigh of relief.

"He's okay Mom"I said, "why don't you invite him over sometime? Let me get to know him"she said. I knew that she had a hidden agenda underneath all this chit chat!

"Thanks but no thanks Mom, besides I know what you're trying to do"I said plainly. She immediately put on her fake surprised face.

"Me? Hidden motive?"

"There is nothing between us okay?"I said trying to make it clear to her.

"Now who ever said that?"she asked and dropped the scrambled egg and bacon in front of me.

"Ah-choo!"

"Oh dear!"mom said and walked up to me, she placed the back of her palm on my forehead.

"You've caught a cold! Do you want to go to school tomorrow?"she asked.

"Am okay"I said and sneezed, "I'll call your doctor and ask what to give you"she said and left to make a call.

I ate the food In a hurry before she could return with some herbal concoction. After which I ran up the stairs back to my room and slammed my door.

I whipped out my phone and still no text from him, did I say something wrong? I didn't, he's just a fucking jerk!

I get under the covers and drift off to sleep, tomorrow is a new day of my miserable miserable life.

Michael's P. O. V

Kryptonite: Just go get some sleep, the last thing I'd want is to get in the way of your beauty sleep.

Me: No one can ever ruin this pretty face, that's why all the girls love me.

I waited for her reply feeling agitated and nervous, all I saw was typing.

*Ding*

Kryptonite: All but one.

I read that text and felt like I just got stabbed with a knife, I bit my lip. What did it matter anyways? I got the whole school at my mercy, did it matter if I couldn't get just one girl in particular?

One very irresistible....the fuck?

Me: Said the girlfriend.

Kryptonite: Pretend girlfriend to you Mister!

Another stab to the chest! She really did deserve the name kryptonite.

Kryptonite:How long are we going to keep this up?.

I want to type...

"Till tomorrow."

"Next week after our big game"

"Till Sam's as jealous asf"

But in reality I want to type...

"Forever"

"Till I make you mine for good"

"Let's just forget we're pretending and carry on"

But my subconscious slaps me across the face and slaps some sense into me. Makela comes into my room looking like she's about to rip my head off, literally.

"What is this?"she asked holding up her phone, she pushes play to the recording from that shit Becca does.

"It isn't what it looks like I swear"I said, she then pushes play on my public declaration.

"Who the fuck videos this shit?"I asked.

"I thought we were on the same page here"she said.

"And we are, it isn't what you think it is"I tried to explain, but if she meant me making Diana my girlfriend publicly, then it is what it seemed like.

"You can't fool me, you fucking traitor"she said, and a tear fell from her eye.

"Just tell me what's so great about her? That she's got both you and Pablo? What is it about her?"Makela asked, practically yelling.

I wanted to say, her smile, her innocence, her sauciness, her bravery... Her eyes...Her Hair

Then it all came to me...I think I fucking have a crush on Diana!

A/N: Sorry if the chapter is short and crappy, am just tired out and feeling a little sick myself. Please make do with it, I might update later on if I feel better. Thanks for all the love so far guys!