Chapter seventeen

Lucy's Pov

I scoffed. "Yea, right. I'm pretty sure there's a bomb waiting to explode on my face."

What do you do when your rival tries to play nice? You kick 'em to the curb and tell them to fuck off, that's what! And that's exactly what amma do to Natasha.

"No thanks, I'm good." I said as sweetly as I could muster with a fake smile and resumed basking in the shadowed rays of the sun. Some seconds passed and her shadow still stayed obstructing me.

I sighed internally and raised myself up on my elbows.

"Fine, give me the stupid box," I scowled, glaring at her.

She tilted her head and smiled widely– to me she looked like Tom when he devises an evil plan for jerry– showing her teeth.

I returned her smile with an even faker one and snatched the box harshly from her hands and threw it by my side.

"Thank you, now go away!" I said gruffly and laid down again. It didn't take long and I could feel the sun's beautiful ray