CHAPTER 3

What's wrong with teenagers these days? Like seriously, get a room. No

Seriously, it's really not hard just walking up the stairs, then just do whatever you do, on the bed. Simple. Your body can wait, trust me.

I looked around the party and spotted Tyler with a blonde girl obviously flirting with him. I didn't recognize her in school, so maybe she went to another one. She was putting her hands on his chest and whispering in his ear. Then suddenly, my evil genius smile spread across my face.

I walked up to him and put an arm around his waist. "Hey Ty." I said in a disgustingly fake sarcastic sweet voice. It sounds just like what I here girls call to him everyday, but instead they aren't faking. "I just wanted to let you know that the doctor said that I really am expecting your baby." I said with a fake serious expression. I even added the motion of rubbing my tummy afterwards.

Both Tyler and the blonde girl looked shocked. Tyler looked shocked with a mixture of anger. Mostly anger .

That just made me scared.

"Why does all the hot ones have to be taken!!" The blonde girl whined and stomped away miserably. What a stupid little girl. I'm such a great actor.

I started laughing and took my arms around Tyler's waist or he'll break it off.

"What the heck, Lexi?" Tyler glared.

"Oops." I shrugged mockingly, and walked away just like he had when he spilled his drink on me.

Paybacks a bítch.

Before I could leave, Tyler's hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to him and slammed me against the wall, but not hard enough for it to hurt me. God thank you for that. He could have cracked my skull in two. No joke.

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He was sitting with one of his friends, Nick. Looking all cute with that adorable smile, showing his perfect white teeth.

Damn it, stop.

"Oh god, what a day ruiner. I planned on not seeing him for the rest of my life." I sighed and pushed my ice cream away from me, not in a mood of eating any further. "Like seriously, just looking at his annoying face makes me loose my appetite? Super weird."

Annoying face? Didn't you just call it adorable ?

Oh shut up.

"No, your going to tell him about the boyfriend thing. Now . You promised." Emily demanded. She was really never going to stop talking about this. How did this even come up?

"No."

"Lexi Heather Monroe! We already went through this. You are going there right now!"

"Jeez, sometimes it feels like your my mother."

"Go!" She said once again with her arms crossed.

Emily and I landed on an eye staring contest. She was narrowing her eyes like some cop on a tv show, looking me down.

"Fine." I mumbled.

You can't argue with Emily. Like ever. She always wins. There's no point in trying to get away with it. And besides, I could get Jeremy jealous. He broke my heart so maybe I could break his.

Yeah sure Lexi. That'll work. Note the sarcasm.

I hope he blows me off. Somewhat. It's like I want to, then I don't.

It's scary you know.

I slowly slid off the booth and leaned against the table. "Eh, I really don't want to." I glance at Emily for a second. She shakes her head and gives me a little shove. I rolled my eyes and slowly walked up to the table Tyler was sitting at. "Hey jerk."

After looking up at me, his whole expression changes in a half second. From cool to disaster. Just hurts a little. Am I really that terrible to be around with? "What do you want

now?" Tyler signed in frustration as he put an arm through his light brown hair.

Rude much?

"Like I ever wanted anything from

you." I looked at him as if I'm disgusted. "I just need to ask you a favor."

"Exactly." Tyler rolled his eyes. "Whatever it is, the answer is no."

"Yes. Thank you so much." I said cheerfully and began to make my way back to my booth before Tyler stopped me. Maybe that 'thanks' wasn't such a good idea.

"Wait." He said and I stopped on my tracks. "Someone told you to do this favor thing, didn't they?" I turned on my heels so that I was facing him and signed. "Emily, was it?" He narrowed his eyes at me.

I narrowed my eyes back at him and he just did his signature smirk.

"What is it?" Nick asked.

"Just something stupid Emily told me to do. Well I would actually say she forced me to do but-"

"God, Lexi. Just tell me the damn favor." Tyler said, obviously annoyed. He gets mad too fast, what is he going to get in life? Everything! He's going to get freaking everything because everyone has to love him so damn much! Why do people always love the mean ones. He used to bully me all the time in sixth grade.

"Why such a jackass?" I glare at him, feeling all the hatred bubble inside me.

"Why such a fat ass?" He smirked, scanning me up and down for a second. I suddenly felt like hiding behind a wall. I felt self conscious.

To hide it, I rolled my eyes, having nothing to say back to him. I'm probably the baddest at winning arguments. I'm sucky...

"I was just gonna ask if you'd be my fake boyfriend."

"What the hell did you just say?" Nick asked, completely shocked. He obviously knows the problems and the hatred between us. Maybe I shouldn't have asked the question in front of him though. He's a dumb jock and they tend to be big mouths and gossip kings .

After a while of long silence and weird looks from both Tyler and Nick, I finally got an answer.

"Okay." Tylers expression quickly changed, and he smirked, shrugging his shoulders as if it was 'no big deal' and 'easy' to be my fake girlfriend.

"Whaaaaat ?" I let a fake giggle slide from my lips.

Oh no. No no no no no! Please no.

"I said I'll do it." He gave me a flat look as he shrugged, acting like it's nothing. I felt like vomiting. Were we actually going to do this? Oh god...

"Why?" I complained.

"Only because I'd make you miserable

and angry. And because you don't want me to do it. That's my specialty."

"No!" I yelled.

Tyler and Nick both got up from the table simultaneously.

"So, where you wanna go on our first date... babe?" Tyler's smirk grew wider.

"Don't call me that, jerk."

"Come here baby. Give your guy a big hug." Tyler continued teasing me, opening his arms wide.

"Stop it!" I yelled.

"What? I thought I'm your boyfriend now." Tyler said as Nick began to laugh. "Isn't that what couples do? Oh wait, you wouldn't know. Cause you and Jeremy were a fake already. You guys didn't last long. I guess everyone gets tired of you." Yeah, like you did.

If there was something close to me, I would have grabbed it and whipped it right at him. He makes me that mad. My face heats up in anger and if this were a cartoon, smoke would be blasting out of my ears.

This is a big disaster.

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"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" Emily came running to me, her hair all over the place and her clothing messed up like she was in a big hurry coming to school.

"One more time you say 'oh my god', I'm going to slap you." I said grumpily, slamming my locker shut.

"Looks like someone is on their period..." Emily looked at me cautiously. She then glanced to the side to avoid my burning glare.

"Well, no ones exactly all hyper and

excited on Mondays." I paused. "Expect you."

"Well that's because the whole school knows about you and Tyler dating." She couldn't keep that grin from reaching her eyes...

"What?!" I yelled, "This wasn't supposed to happen." I hissed. What the hell is happening with my life? Dumped, then poof. My life has suddenly changed for good.

"I thought everyone's supposed to know." She said with a confused look plastered on her face. She furrowed her eyebrows together, grabbing my shoulder to steady me. Yeah, I was probably about to faint.

"I called it off. Now if anyone finds out I'm not actually dating Tyler, they'll call all of us liars. And our social life would be dead. Everything would be ruined. Jeremy would make a joke out of this forever."

"You need to stop the ranting." Courtney walked up beside me.

This wasn't the greatest news to hear on a morning you already can't stand. It's like hearing that a tornado was going to come to town in the next hour or so. Or maybe a tornado already came into my life and messed it up all in one day. Cause that's exactly what happened.

"Sorry about all of this Courtney. I know you like him." I said with a sad smile.

"It's actually a good thing." Court replied with her 'great idea' smile on. "You can get him to like me while your fake dating him. What do you think?"

Oh, sounds like a plan! Such a good plan because that means I'll be spending more time with jerk-ass-face. During this oh-so-amazing plan, why don't the ground just eat me right up ?

I was talking like an old crazy lady.

I just couldn't say no to that bright smile. Those friendly eyes.

"Sure." I said quietly after a while of silence. I felt like breaking down. I felt like falling into my bed and crying, again and again and again. Maybe I should live inside my bedroom. Then I won't have to face the world ever again.

I didn't want any of this to happen. I was about to cry and yes, I'm that emotional.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Courtney gave me a quick hug. "It's not like you'll actually fall in love with him or something. I mean, you guys hate each other's guts. If you were a guy he'd beat the living shít out of you."

"Yeah I know." I rolled my eyes. That's true, I bet he wishes I was a guy. I'd probably be dead by now.

"So, have fun girl." Courtney said with a perky attitude. "With the fake couple thing, I mean."

"I won't, but no one can know about the fake part. Alright?" I told her.

"Of course." She nodded.

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