CHAPTER TWO

~ALEXIS~

"We're home!" I said as I thee my bag to one corner. My mum saw me immediately and she shot a glare at me, making me go back to pick it up and hang it on the wall.

"Good afternoon Mrs Thomson." Saffron who had made it a ritual to follow me home after school greeted my mum.

"Why good afternoon Saffy." My mum who was always so nice to my friends replied her.

"Your house smells delicious." Saffron complimented as she took a long sniff of the air.

"Thank you. I'm making peach pie." My mum giggled as she headed back to the kitchen, tying her apron around her body.

"Okay is your brother home?" Saffron swiftly turned to me.

"How am I supposed to know, I just got here."

"Never mind, I'll go look for him, hopefully he'd be in the shower." She winked at me as she climbed up to my room.

"Saffron!" I shrieked in disgust, pretending to gag. Asides having to eat free lunch at my place, Saffron always looked forward to seeing my older brother, Samson. Unfortunately for me, I have to watch them flirt openly. Not like they were even dating.

Shaking my head, along with the thought of Samson and Saffron together, I made way to my room. All I wanted at that moment was to lay in bed and pick up my sketch pad and a pencil and listen to Joshua Wells as I draw whatever that comes to my head.

Immediately I entered my room, I took off my clothes and slipped into my father's, then threw myself on my bed. I reached for my phone and earpiece, only for me to freeze.

My phone.

"Shit, shit..." I began to mumble as realization dawned on me. Saffron swapped our phones. She swapped me and the jerks phone. A part of me didn't want to believe she did it deliberately, but it was something she could do.

I wanted to look for her and yell at her but I decided against it when I figured I could meet her in a...compromising situation with my brother. It was something I would never unsee if I mistakenly saw it.

Then it rang.

Out of instincts, I grabbed it and picked the call. "Who is this?" I said in a monotone voice.

"Give me back my damn phone!" I flinched at the way the voice shouted.

"I didn't steal it, you have mine." I rolled my eyes, recognizing the voice immediately.

"I don't have time for your stupid games. I need that phone." He said.

"You have no right to speak rudely to me. I can drop the phone in water you know." I frowned.

"Stop being such a princess, it's water proof." He said.

"Exactly my point." I stated and he paused, he was probably about to explode, already tired of me and I enjoyed it.

"If you drop my phone in a toilet..."

"What will you do?" I threatened more. He went silent for a moment and I patiently waited for him to speak.

"How about this, we meet up at school in fifteen minutes and you hand it over, or I'll call the cops." He said and I almost laughed.

"Stop being such a princess." I scoffed.

"Do not call me that." He warned.

"I'll give it to you tomorrow." I stated and he groaned.

"No way, I need it today." He argued.

"I do not care, you have my phone, I have yours and I'm not leaving my house to meet with a stranger in an empty school." I said to him.

"I am not going to kill you. Well not yet." He told me and I rolled my eyes.

"Princess, you can have your phone back tomorrow, case closed." I finalized and cut the call.

It was a terrible idea, I couldn't live without my phone, it was half my life but at the same time, I couldn't go to my school, to meet some random guy I don't know. What if he wanted to kill me or sell me or drug me, then sell? I couldn't risk it.

I shoved the strange device into my drawer and left my room to yell at Saffron about swapping my phone.

~JOSHUA~

"How much I want to strangle her!" I growled after she cut the call. She was the most annoying, frustrating person in the world.

"What happened." My cousin Dave asked.

"It's this studio girl I bumped into. She had my phone and is being a bitch about it." I said, my anger not finding a reason to subside.

"Your first day and you're making enemies?" He laughed.

"It's not funny. I'm supposed to keep a low profile." I glared at him.

"I'm not the one still in high school as a superstar." Face raised his hands in defense.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.

"Why again did you leave L.A?" He asked and I groaned.

"I've explained it to you like a billion times." I told him, slouching on my rotating chair.

"I still believe your reason is completely stupid."

"It's not stupid if people in form of paparazzi is after you so much they even want to kill you. I mean who would home school a 19 year old?" I sighed out.

"And coming to Ireland will reduce it? Eventually someone will figure you're wearing a wig and contact lens." He said.

"If you don't snitch, no one will. I made it through today." I supported myself.

"According to the principal, you gained so many attention. From girls. You sure about staying here?"

"It'll die down eventually." I shrugged.

"Okay, just know you're paying rent." He said and walked away.

"Yeah! Extort money from the rich kid!" I shouted at him.

"You're not kid, you're almost 20!" He shouted back.