STUCK UP MEETS CRAZY

WE HAVE AN INTERACTIVE COMMENT SECTION, JOIN IN IF YOU DARE 😈 ~~~~ There she is, Cara Green, sitting calm, waiting. Anyone who knows Cara will know she is never calm, but her present predicament calls for it. She is sitting comfortably on a leather chair which should already have her butt frame sculpted on it given the fact it is her go-to chair when visiting. Cara knows the most comfortable posture:  Her legs spread out, her back pressed on the chair in a way that gives her backaches when she stands up, her left hand resting on the arm of the seat, and her right hand resting on her lips. Her teeth chewing down on her fixed black nails as she adjusts on the chair a couple of times.

Palms sweaty, feet tapping on the wooden floor slowly, making squeaking noises, heart racing, thoughts wandering but above all these traits of nervousness, Cara's heart is in the right place. She stood in front of Jim's door with her right fist curved into a ball as she considers knocking. She wishes someone can come and save her from all of this but then Cara doesn't believe in the knight and shining amour bullshit. She realized all clichés are a joke after she lost her virginity to Jax at the back of his car at a camping trip in high school, only for him to tell all his crew about it and soon everyone in Redwood Prep started talking about it. Plus, Cara's forever knight and shining armor, Martin Green, is dead. Upon all the bad break up's Cara has been through, she still believes in love but not fairy tales, she believes in the love

Faint knocks grow louder at each passing second Cara refuses to wake up. Cara throws her blanket over her face, groaning as her sleep-induced state slowly fades. She mutters a few unladylike words before sitting up, pushing her blanket away from her body. She slowly opens her eyes adjusting to the lightening of the small room.   Cara and Cassie rented this apartment 2 years ago, not big but affordable. The house is always clean so you may not be quick to notice the old furniture that they use.Cara groans loudly when the knocks increase, she places her feet on the cold marble floor, getting accustomed to its coldness before standing up.She wonders who is at the door, everyone that she knows, know that you are waging a war when you wake Cara up. Cassie wakes up b

DROP YOUR COUNTRY'S FLAG ~~~ Xander and Cara manage to get past the paparazzi as they walk into his company, and Cara manages to ignore the stares of his employees as they walk into the elevator. "What did you mean by you will need me?" Cara asks him the 100th time and Xander ignores for the same amount of time. He presses the button going up, the elevator closes, protecting Cara from the stares. "Hello, you know it will be a lot easier if you just answer my questions." Cara waves her hands near his face, which irritates him enough to bring a response out of him. "Why do you always have to talk?" Xander speaks

Warning Mature Content !!!"Where the hell are my clothes?" Cara storms into Xander's office in nothing but a white towel, which she's holding like her life depends on it. Cara woke up this morning, all chipper and happy since today is her mother's surgery. She even showed early, which she hardly does but the Asshole; called Alexander has a way of ruining her joy. She walked up to her closet to find out that all her clothes are gone and is replaced with a new set of clothes.Xander picks his cup of coffee, taking a sip before looking up at the raging woman in a towel. Xander always starts is day with silence which is now ruined.He drops the cup of coffee on the table, "I got you new ones, or are you blind?" He raises his eyebro