"W-w-w-what?" I laughed nervously, "CrazyHater?" Suddenly, my throat felt dry and rough, "I'm not Cra-CrazyHater." I smiled sheepishly as I try to keep my composure.
Oh no, Oh no, Oh no!
NO!!!
Calm down Chloe, he's just probably bluffing, yeah, we're talking about JerkAss
here, he's stupid... Okay, I'm lying. He's actually not. I heard that he's taking up AP Calculus, AP Government, and AP Economics. He's not taking AP Physics because he already took that a year ago. So yes, he might not be bluffing right now.His familiar smirk appeared on his face as he walked closer towards me, "Then why is there a Welcome CrazyHater written in your Twitter?"
Did he hack me? Okay, I'm starting to regret having the same password for all of my accounts. Password123.
"Coz I'm awesome....?" I flashed him my award-winning sheepish smile but was immediately replaced by my award-winning scowl when I realized that he's not buying it.
Oh, whatever.
I crossed my arms and glared at him, "So what if I'm it? No one is going to believe you."
He simply rolled his eyes before grabbing something behind his butt pocket. He pulled out an oddly familiar I phone and he unlocks it easily. He did a few taps here and there and eventually showed the screen to me. What I saw made me hate the creator of screenshot and F******k messenger.
"I have evidence." He threw me his famous smirk and handed my phone back to me, "Don't worry though, I'll keep my mouth shut." Really?! Turns out, JerkAss is not really a jerk, nor a butt. He's good. He's amazing! I don't usually say bad words, nor like hearing them, because my parents brought me up to not have a potty mouth. My mom pinches me whenever I say a bad word. I only say the 'a double-s word' when I call JerkAss as JerkAss because, in all honesty, he is one. But not now. No. Now, he's an angel- "But, I have a condition."
Of course, he has a condition. HE'S JERKASS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. Why did I ever think otherwise? Grumbling some colorful words, I looked at him in the eyes and frowned deeper, "What do you want?"
He smiles, "You need to be with me for a few months."
What?
"No...?" I answered him firmly with a sparkling smile, "Hell no."
"Then I better send this to every follower I have-"
No!! JerkAss may be scary to others, but he has a lot of followers, in AND out of this school! If he'll send that picture, then I am literally doomed!
"Other options," I gulped, "Please."
"No other options." He shrugs nonchalantly, "It's either you taking the offer, or you taking the personal death messages from random people." He smirks again, "Pick your choice."
Wait a minute... "Are you blackmailing me!?"
"No, I'm making a deal."
"That's the same thing!"
"So...?"
"Langston!"
"So I'll send it?" He smirked.
"God!" I stomped my feet angrily.
"It's Reed Langston babe, not God."
"Langston...." I growled out angrily.
"Louder hun." He winked. perv.
I sighed, "I can't say no, ey?"
"You can, but is it going to be for the best?" He mocked thinking, "Nope." He smiled charmingly.
"But I have classes."
"You're excused."
You see, my parents are rich in their way but I don't abuse their authority in this school while JerkAss here uses it 24/7. But... "Even if it's Calculus?"
"Whenever I need to, babe."
I can't believe I'm saying this. "What exactly am I going to do?"
He grinned, knowing I'm considering it. No, I'm more in the lines of accepting it. "You have to come with me in every Free Chicken Tour I will be having for the rest of the year."
... free chicken tour? What? "But why?"
"You see, I'm hot, and even if I'm in a-" He whispered, "chicken suit," He returned his normal voice, "Girls still ask for my number. And it's getting out of hand."
"...So?"
"I need you to be my girlfriend."
Vicious, Heartless, Cruel, Bad Boy said whaaat!?
"I'm sorry, I think I'm having ear syndrome, what did you say again?"
"I need you to be my girlfriend."
"Your fake girlfriend?"
"Fake or real; whatever. As long as you can keep away those filthy flirts off me." Ah, his very colorful and lively language is beautiful.
"You don't need a girlfriend Langston, you need a bodyguard."
He laughs loudly, "Nonsense Porter, now, I'll start calling you Chloe so people won't ask weird questions."
Wait a minute. "You know my name?"
"Yeah. Sure. Why won't I?"
"Because you call me Porter. I just assume that you didn't know my name..."
"You call me Langston, same thing." Well, I only call you Langston because calling you JerkAss in public would seem rude.
"It's not. I mean,"
He cuts me off with a wave of a hand, "Stop fanning over me, Chloe."
I raised an eyebrow and felt my fists clench beside me. I am not fanning over this arrogant conceited JerkAss.
"Now, hug me tightly and confess your undying love for me." He said as he pulls away with a wide and genuine smile. A genuine smile because he loves torturing me.
"But I don't have an undying love for you."
"It's called acting babe, acting."
"And my name is Chloe, I am not a pig."
"Whatever babe. Now, start squealing."
I glared at him because I just told him that I'm not Babe the pig, and now he wants me squealing. Sighing, I immediately change my expression into a happy one before attacking him into a hug while shouting, "YOU LIKED ME! I KNEW IT!"
Our fellow schoolmates were either gawking or smirking at us.
"I love you, Chloe. Ever since I first laid my eyes on you."
I held in a snort because we were supposed to act as if we're in love, "Of course, I love you too Jer-" He squeezed me tightly, "I mean Langston! I love you to Langston!" Damn, I'll be winning the Oscars in no time. Like, literally, in no time.
I love my life.
"It's never just another day."C H L O E"Chloe!"I grumpily stopped licking my ice cream and glared at JerkAss, who also returned my glare just as harsh. His yellow fluffy suit really does ruin his bad boy demeanor because he looks like the son of Cookie Monster and Big Bird. I gave him a 'what the heck do you want?' look.He shouted sarcastically, "I don't know, oh wait, I think it has something to do with something that is clinging on me!" I saw a girl wearing nothing but short butt shorts and a cropped tee. I cringed when I saw her rubbing her upper front on JerkAss's chicken suit. It's weird. Absolutely weird.I mean, don't get me wrong, I respect women with their type of fashion but I only respect women who want to be respected. And from the way this girl is acting right now...? Shame.I rolled my eyes at him and nodded at my ice cream, sending him a silent signal that says I'm busy.He whines exasperatedly, "Chloe!"Groaning loudly, I knew that I had to do something because it
Do you know what I hate the most?Fake people.With their fake boobs.With their fake skin.With their fake hair.With their fake teeth.Especially their fake personality. Why can't they just be themselves?Oh right, it's because they're fake. B mean word that means female dog.From the craziest hater, CrazyHater.I shut the laptop close after publishing it. Putting it away, I lay down on my bed."CHLOE!" Oh, come on! Let.me.rest!I immediately sat back up and stared at my mom with wide eyes when she came rushing inside my room with a wide grin on her face."Guess what!?" She asked.Knowing her, if I won't participate with her Guess What jokes, she would not stop harassing me."..........." Tired of waiting, I asked, "So..?""GUESS WHAT!?"Oh. She really wants me to guess."You won the lottery?"She snorted, waving me off, "No.""You learned how to cook?"Another snort, "As if.""You're going to Austria..?"Snort. "Hopefully.""Then what!?" I snapped."I found the perfect shoes!""So?
Blackhole.It has been said from books to the news that once you're inside, there's no going back.That you have to just keep on moving forward.It sucks to be stuck inside.But for my situation right now, let's just say that I would love to get stuck in that specific hole.My family and the Langston's were having a lovely, peaceful, and interesting dinner. Old friends meeting up again are one of the best things in life. It was nice and I loved it.Until JerkAss said the unnecessary words that lead us to this situation."Why didn't you tell me!" Mom shrieked across the table, "My daughter is dating her best friend!" I wasn't the one who told her. I mean, why would I? Apparently though, JerkAss here cannot shut his mouth and immediately told his parents about the lie.He told them that we were dating.Yuck.JerkAss smirked, while I just rolled my eyes, "Ma, we were not and will never ever be best of friends.""Of course not! You'll just be together!" Sylvia, his mother, grinned before
I hate it whenever people started judging you just because another person assumed or accused you of something.Bitch.Lord, give me strength on handling this moron.Sincerely yours,Almost Suicidal Person, CrazyHaterPressing enter as sent, I closed my laptop and sighed before jumping back on my bed, face first.I heard a knock on my door, which made me groan loudly. The door opened so I open my eyes, seeing JerkAss enter my room.Why the hell is he in my room? Why is he even inside our house?"Mom! Why is JerkAss inside our house-""Your hubby's here!" Mom called out, "I let him in already, don't use protection!"Right, she and Sylvia want babies.I facepalmed while JerkAss laughed loudly. Only my mother would say that, only her.Really funny, really funny.He finally caught his breath, then he shut the door and said, "Hey Chloe."I glared at him, "JerkAss."His eyes widened, "Is that how you treat your," he coughed, "hubby?"I snarled, "The only hubby I know is chocolate."His eyes
"So son, a little birdy told me you're doing mushy things with Chloe here." Tan smiled at JerkAss before looking at us with an I know look.Did that little birdy happen to be Patrick?"Fatty just told you that, which is, by the way, the worst lie, earlier," JerkAss said before crossing his arms, I mean, his wings."Stop being rude son," Tan scolded, "Besides, you're one to talk." He smirked while pointing JerkAss's chicken suit.JerkAss glared at him.Causing me to laugh loudly,JerkAss glared at me.Causing for Tan to laugh loudly.Sigh. Like father like son.If JerkAss was a cartoon character, his head would literally pop.He grabs something from his chicken pockets, yes there was a hidden pocket in the suit.Then suddenly, I felt something vibrated in my jean pocket. Grabbing my phone, I frowned when I saw a text from the devil itself,"CconviNCceee mnhy daaasd tob lkjrseasve."I believe that means Convince my dad to leave.Wow, he's good in typing messages without looking at it pr
Darkness.Darkness covered my sight, with blue and yellow neon lights flashing around the stadium, yes, stadium.How did a stadium appear under a park? Don't ask me."...Where the hell are we?" I asked in awe.I think I know where the aliens put their captured humans. Or the other way around.Some are grinding to one another, some are making out, some are shouting and some are showing their bills, and the main event, 2 random huge giants are inside a covered ring or something.Like, a boxing ring,And those guys are bloody. Like, bloody bloody. - their looks exaggerate the phrase bloody hell since they're bloody, and the ring looks like hell.Now I know why there was blood in the elevator,We stopped walking, so I look at him when he answered, "Welcome to The Underground."How original."Really? No The death stadium or any scary name that gives you the creeps whenever you heard it?""Why? Isn't The underground scary enough?""It does..." I added, "A little bit."He smiled, "Well, they
Why did I agree to this?Langston AKA JerkAss, plus that giant AKA Sore Loser, over there is equal to Langston's death!Oh crap, what would I tell to his parents? That their stupid, idiot son challenged a man five times his size!?Oh shit!Right now, Langston AKA Langster - his pen name inside the stadium- is currently wearing shorts. Just shorts, which means he's showing his 6 pack.Damn!"Go Langster!" I heard some random people shouted, I guess they were a fan of him. Rumors around here said he quit this sport around a year ago. That's why he was the 'Guest' in their round."What the fuck is he doing?" I turn around and saw Red with a furious look, "Fuck! Tell me he doesn't have a death wish!"I gulped."What ya doing just standing there? Stop him!""Are you saying that Langston can't handle him?"Reed looked at me sternly, "I trust my buddy, but that shit over there's using steroids!"I gulped deeper.Shit."THE GAME WILL START IN 5, 4," The announcer announced while chewing his c
"That.Was.Awesome!" I shouted for the 50th time. Okay, maybe not the 50th, but it has to be somewhere in the line of 40's.I'm not lying, the scene that happened a few moments ago scared the life out of me, but honestly though, that was awesome! Right now, we're outside the Underground, well, above the Underground, and is walking somewhere in the parking lot."Stop it, you're embarrassing me," Langston muttered. I didn't stop though because he was hiding his smile by looking anywhere but me.Adorable. I swear, adorable!"Embarrassing you? Are you sure? I mean," I stopped then look at him, "I'm like the most awesomeness person in here." I snorted, "Are you sure you're not feeling honored? I mean, I'm actually with you." I emphasized every word that I've said.He scoffed, "Yeah right if anyone here should be honored, it would be you because you are with me-"He was suddenly cut off -in a very rude manner, by the way- by an egoistic manly shout, "THERE HE IS!"I turned around and gasped
Every story has an ending. As cliche as that sounds, it is the truth. I remembered crying my eyes off when I finished Stephenie Meyers' Twilight Saga because I just honestly love her series. I love Bella and Edward. I do not care if there are millions who disagree with me, but Twilight was one of the book series that had me swooning. I remembered buying different objects that has anything to do with the series. I admit, there were some scenes that got me cringing because it was a little bit too weird, but as a whole, the movie was amazing.My story started when my Lexus got lost. And now, finally, my car -the one who had helped me chase my dreams- has finally been found. I cannot be any more happy. Well, I can. But for the moment, I do not think that anything can top this moment."Where is my car?" I asked out loud while I rush inside the station and straight towards Officer Ramon's desk with Elliot on my trail. I usually do not run, unless if I was running late or if there was an eme
Okay, I've been doing my best to stall writing this particular chapter because I'm not ready -but I'm ready- to end my journey for this series. I'm just being a big sissy, really. Thank you so much for reading this, for all the votes and comments. Love lots Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"Did she answer your calls yet?" I asked Elliot, who was busy pouting on my bed. "She still wouldn't." He groans, "It wasn't my fault that the phone connection was choppy.""Choppy?" I asked.He nods. "Choppy."Okay."Riley is probably busy tending her boyfriend's wounds, El." You know, the one you and your brother did. Because of a misunderstanding. Because of you.He sighs while shaking his head, "This is terrible.""Aww." I cooed as I sat down beside him and giving him a hug, "Don't feel too bad, it wasn't totally your fault," it's true! "Verizon should also take the blame."He rests his head on my shoulder, which has to be uncomfortable for him because he's tall. "You're the only one w
"YOU TRAITOR!" Elliot pounces on my brother, obviously forgetting the fact that he's a police officer, and screeches from Riley, my mom, and El's were so loud that it made me go blind.Yes. You read that right."You seem calm," I told Vanchel without my eyes leaving the scene."Yeah," She sheepishly answered, "I've been in Charlie's fights in the Underground." She clears her throat, "This is nothing.""Ah." I nodded because I totally understand. The Underground is an illegal place that is located under the grounds of Denovan where fights happen. It has been there for decades. No joke. It's the same place where both my dad and El's used to fight too.Riley gasps as she tries to pull the men away from her now-husband, "What are you guys doing?! Stop this!"Jay, my twin who can totally handle himself because he actually does work in my parents' assassination company, tries -and fails- to block the hits coming from Charlier and Elliot. My dad and Reed are the ones doing the easy job of bl
The calm before the storm has never felt so tense. I remembered keeping secrets from my parents. I remembered not telling them that I lost my phone back in middle school. Well, that was until I learned that my stupid brother has been hiding it the whole time. He only wanted to see me squirm. Anyway. It was not as tensed as this one.But even back then, I have never liked the waiting game. It gives me small hives because of the stress of being scared. The feeling of knowing that there is a ticking bomb gives me the chills. The suspense is killing me.It has been a week since El called her sister and dropped the bomb on us. Riley and my moronic brother would be arriving any time now. The week was filled with held in rage and anger.The newly wedded couple had no idea that the whole family, both the Langstons and the Emersons, are here in our mansion. The same mansion that was once owned by my great grandparents. Looking at it, if the hulks have decided to kill the groom, then at least J
Rage starts silently. It is like water in a pot. You will let it simmer, then boil, THEN BAM! IT EXPLODES! I honestly hope I would not see an enraged Elliot."Elliot," I told him as we both rush towards his truck. "Babe, calm down."We both left the Chinese restaurant with unfinished food -shame, I know. If my own conscience is not knocking on my guilt enough, then the look of the Chinese man who owns the restaurant did.I mean, ordering burger and fries in a Chinese restaurant probably did enough damage, but leaving with unfinished meal? Oof."I can't believe they got married," He grumbles angrily as he harshly yanks his door open. "She's nineteen! She does not know what she is doing."I immediately climb on the truck and shut the door close. I put on my seatbelt and silently watch him turn the engine on in a hurry. I pursed my lips and placed my hand on his lap to comfort him."They have not even graduated from university yet," Elliot spat the words out of spite. "And now she is tel
"You know what is weird?" I asked my handsome date for this beautiful night as I munch on my juicy and delicious burger, "I have not heard from Jay."El raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "You have not told him that you are back in town?""Well, I guess I assumed that my parents already told him or something," I squinted my eyes and put the burger down. I picked up a fry and dipped it in my special ketchup mixed with mayonnaise sauce. "Should I give him a call?""Wait, so he does not know that you are back in town?"I shook my head no and said, "Nope."Jay is an obnoxious, arrogant, sometimes sweet, and cold-blooded piece of work. Have I mentioned that he is also my twin brother? Yeah, unfortunately, he is.Do not get me wrong, I love him. I mean, it is really just because I grew up with him and all. And to be frank, the only time I probably really liked him was when we were both in my mother's womb because you know, we have not murdered each other for nine months. Then again, maybe
"If you skipped the long butt author's note," Elliot whispers, "It's okay. I still love you.""And me too." Northon smiles alongside his brothers."To summarize the author's note though," I rolled my eyes because let's face it, Kryzel is being a little bit overdramatic, "The author just wants you to know that she appreciates you reading her work."Weston grinned cheekily. "And that she loves you!" "We," Easton flicks his glasses, "We all love you."-••-••-••-••-••-••~Losing something special can make an impact big enough to change a person's life. Sometimes, it takes losing something important to find something you have been unconsciously needing all along.In my case, this sometimes happened not too long ago. And this something? This something is my car. I may have lost my Lexus, but I did find Elliot. And he is something I need. I would have traded a hundred more Lexus to get back in the arms of Elliot Langston. I know I sound cheesy, but it is the absolute truth.Okay. Just to be
THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY SHORT. JUST A QUICK "I'M KIND OF BACK" UPDATE :)I will be writing chapter 15 later, or tomorrow lol. What do you guys prefer? Shorter chapters but daily (or 2) updates? Or Longer chapters but weekly updates? COMMENT HERE!Okay, I LOVE YOU GUYS! THANK YOU!💕💕Enjoy :)-••-••-••-••-••-••~"I can not believe that you have burnt my dollhouse." I murmured angrily while glaring at the three spawns of the devil in front of me. "I do not care who started it, and I do not care who did it -I just do not care."Easton coughs out awkwardly, "But-""No buts." I glared harder, "From now on, you guys are not allowed to enter my room."Northon's eyes widened as Weston whined loudly. "But it was just a dollhouse!""Well, that's true." I sighed while nodding, "Correction then, you are not allowed to go to my house."Both Easton and Northon groaned. However, Weston only sighed out in defeat. "Then, I guess only my brothers can visit you."I pursed my lips tightly and raised a g
So for those who had read this book years ago, you would know that I've only been putting up old works (lol). But do not fret! Chapter 14 was the latest chapter before I took the chapters down, meaning, I will be writing Chapter 15 soon. OMG. I can't wait. New readers! WELCOME!Thank you so much Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"HEY LOVEBIRDS!" I pulled away from Elliot and turned around to face West, who ruined the moment by the way. "So happy to see you all patched up after a century and all-""What?" Elliot asked impatiently, obviously annoyed. I giggled silently because I can not blame him. After all, we were in the middle of something.West screamed on top of his lungs, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!""WHAT?!" I gasped out in shock and was frozen for a second. I heard Elliot take in a breath sharply before running to where my parents' house is.I felt goosebumps around my body and suddenly felt a little lightheaded. "W-w-what h-ha-happened..." I stammered out, "Why is the ho