Hot Date

"Katherine, are you ready?" She grabbed her wallet and cell phone and hurried into the living room where Angelina was tapping her foot impatiently. Katherine raised a brow at her.

"How are you ready before I am?"

She laughed, tossing her head back. "Since tonight! I have the only hot date with Cage Cavanaugh. Just a little while until he is fully mine."

Sure, she was able to send provocative texts to her Mr Mystery over the internet, but she didn't have hopes that it would turn into a movie star or someone who would sweep her off her feet and take her to dreamland. Maybe, the words about billionaires and millionaires had gotten to her, and she had entertained the idea for a while, but nothing more than that. She couldn't bear to run off with such silly ideas. She felt a little guilty for her thoughts, too.

"You mentioned he's sending you poetry." 'How ridiculous was that?' Katherine thought. Of course, Cage Cavanaugh was a well-read individual and poetry wouldn't be out of the realm of possibility… come to think of it, Katherine would have been impressed if her favourite star was interested in reading poetry and distributing love among other people. But it wasn't cool for him to send poetry to some random girl he had met on a mobile application and spent a couple of days talking. Especially love poems!

Angelina squealed and dug into her purse, searching for her phone. "I've been meaning to show you but was afraid that you would be sour because I am the one talking to Cage Cavanaugh." She smiled. "I'll stop talking to him if you don't like it," she said quietly, but the smugness in her voice gave her away. She would never stop talking to him, it was all a ruse.

Katherine laughed. "Sure doesn't sound like what you want to do, Angel." She toyed with the idea of telling Angelina to stop the pretence and come to the conclusion that she was being catfished, but she didn't want to be a bitch about it. What if it really was Cage Cavanaugh? What if they were really talking and they liked each other and her friend really did become Mrs Cavanaugh? Surely, she couldn't throw away her weird friendship with Angelina and the chance that she was talking to a real person who liked her back. It didn't matter that she thought Angelina was being stupid. What mattered was that everything was possible in this world.

Katherine held out her hand, "Let me see it. I wanna see what my favourite movie star is sending you." That seemed to placate the other.

"Really?" She threw her arms around Katherine, surprising her. Angelina squeezed her hard, making it difficult for her to breath.

"Really," Katherine chocked out. She giggled as she released her. "What would you do if I were talking to Cage?" her joke was met with a grim expression.

"Are you talking to someone who you think is him?" she growled. Katherine shook her head, furiously, not wanting to unleash the wrath of a jealous beast. "Then, fine. I would tear him away from you and make him mine," she said, sticking her tongue out.

Katherine snorted. Of course, Angelina was one of those fans who got obsessed and latched onto their stars. Katherine could say that she was the same, but she prided herself over keeping her words rational in front of others.

"Give me your phone," Katherine asked with a smile.

Angelina forked it over and she opened the gaming app. Katherine put on a pokerface as she tried to contain her laughter. She had thought that she was chatty with strangers, but in reality, it was nothing compared to how Angelina and her Cage spoke.

She scrolled through the messages.

[QueenAngelina: Do you love Kevin Heart as much as I do?]

[Kevin Heart: Kevin is the coolest character ever.]

[QueenAngelina: Did you enjoy playing him?]

[Kevin Heart: Yeah. It was an absolute blast. The screenplay was so smooth and the controls excellent. I enjoyed it thoroughly!]

[QueenAngelina: Eeep!]

Katherine gaped. No wonder Angelina had thought this guy was the real deal. Apart from the poetry, there were a lot of signals that this guy was someone else, but for the life of her, she couldn't come out and say that to her face. The poetry was that of a middle-school curriculum and the poetry he wrote for her was at best, subpar. Who was this idiot?

"Were you two online at the same time?" she asked, astounded by the chat.

"Yeah.I am going to ask for his number soon. It would be so much easier to talk over text."

Katherine raised a brow. "You really think he will give it to you?" She nodded her head hard.

"He loves me. Of course, he will."

Katherine skimmed through the rest of the chat.

[Kevin Heart: You're different from the girls I usually hang out with.]

[QueenAngelina: I bet! I'm sure you know a ton of girls, really pretty ones, too. What's your name?]

[Kevin Heart: We should stick with Kevin Heart. My mom always tells me not to talk to strangers on the internet. I don't think I'll be revealing my identity very soon.]

It was official, Angelina was hitting on a thirteen-year-old boy—a boy that needed his mom's permission to talk to people on the internet. Moreover, he was playing Kevin Heart… just the game version that recently came out. The boy hadn't been lying when he said that Kevin Heart was the coolest character ever. He was speaking from his heart!

"Isn't it wonderful?" she asked, all dreamy. Katherine bit back a groan. Any minute the FBI was going to burst in and arrest her friend for soliciting a minor. It could happen at any moment.

"Yeah." With that Katherine remembered to drag Angelina out of the apartment, towards the movie theatre.

Katherine patted my hair down as she sat into the car. It was time to leave RayKon53 behind and set my eyes the actor Cage Cavanaugh. She grinned as Angelina started the car. That day was a good day.

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