Four of us decided to go to an amusement park. It was a nice day out, perfect for some outdoor activities.
"Oh, look! A Ferris wheel. Let's ride that. It'll be so romantic," Macie said enthusiastically.
"Booriiing!" Jake and I said at the same time. "We are riding THAT," I said and pointed at a roller coaster that looks like death. Jake nodded in agreement and gave me a high five. Ah...I picked a good one.
"Suit yourselves," Aaron said and smirked. We split up and went to our designated rides.
Few minutes after the ride was over, we went to look for Aaron and Macie, but they were nowhere to be found. So we walked around for 15 minutes but didn't see them.
"Um...should we be worried?" I asked.
"Nah, they are adults. If they are lost, that's not our problem," he shrugged.
I laughed. "Stop being a jerk and call them!" I exclaimed.
"Fine," he grumbled and called Aaron. He put the phone on speaker.
"Jake and Jane
Things went back to normal after the trip. No more Trevor vandalizing Aaron's properties and no more ex-boyfriend drama, at least, for now. Aaron gave Bella an awkward apology which she accepted wholeheartedly. It seems that she decided to ignore Aaron's harsh treatments against her and continued to obsess over him despite him having a girlfriend. What a persistent girl! It was near graduation, so Jake and I prepared for college. Jake was taking a year off so he could be with me despite my protests. "We are applying at the same college because you are not allowed to be separated from me," he declared. "Excuse me...don't I have anything to say to this, Mr. Possessive? What if I don't want to go to the same school as you?" I demanded to know. He leaned closer and stared into my eyes intensely. "You don't?" he asked. His brown eyes were dark, and sadness flickered in them. "Don't look at me like that. That's not fair," I whined. "What are you talking about? Look at you like what?" h
Hello, My name is Jane, and between my sister and me, I am the ugly one. And no, I am not an insecure bitch who likes to complain about my looks all the time. My sister Liliana is blessed with beautiful genes. She had long flowing blonde hair with bright blue eyes and pink lips that remind you of delicate flower petals. I, on the other hand, didn't look anything like that. I had coarse brown hair tangled at the slightest touch. My eyes and lips were also way too big for my face. Okay, maybe I am being too hard on myself. I wasn't completely hideous, but when I stood next to her, her beauty overshadowed me, and I ended up looking like a troll, so I tried my hardest not to stand next to her. I tried to ask my mom if I was adopted, that way, I can go look for my birth parents and get a
"Get the fuck off of me," Jake barked. "Oh ss...sorry Jake," I stammered and got up. "What are you trying to do? Crush me to death?" he stayed and straightened his shirt. "I'm trying not to be late to class, so bye!" I waved and tried to leave, but he grabbed my arm. "Not so fast. Aren't you Liliana Brown's sister?" he asked. "Yeah, so?" I asked. Yes, Jake, we met like ten thousand times before. But go ahead and act like you had no idea who I was. "So...I need you to do me a favor," he said and smirked. "Can this wait? I'm already late," I said desperately.
I wasn't looking forward to school the next day. I kept looking around to make sure I didn't run into Jake. Stupid Liliana and her selfishness. During lunch, I sat outside to eat my sandwich. He mostly sat inside with his friends and terrorized the unsuspecting nerds, so maybe I am safe outdoors. "There you are, Jane Brown." My heart stopped when I heard Jake's deep voice. Fuck me... "Oh, hi Jake, I said. "Well? What did you find out?" he asked casually. "Liliana's favorite food is chicken fingers?" I said. "About me, what did you find out when you asked her about me?" he asked, already annoyed at me.
"A.. Aaron, where are you taking me? " I asked. I was starting to panic. "You are gonna help me clean this shit up," he said. He dragged me inside a room, which I guessed was his room. "Don't move," he commanded. I looked at the door helplessly. Should I make a run for it? He took his shirt off. I've only heard rumors about Morris brothers' hot bodies, but now I finally saw it in person. As I stared at the hard chest and abs muscles, I realized the rumors were all true. But instead of getting excited, I was terrified. What was he planning to do here? "Take your shirt off," he grinned.
The following day, the doorbell rang, and there were some roses at the doorstep. It must be another one of Liliana's admirers. I took them inside and set them down on the table. I didn't bother to check the card because who else would it be for? "Liliana! You got some flowers again!" I yelled. She ran downstairs excitedly. Her face twisted into a frown when she read the note. "It's for you," she said and handed me the card. "Huh?" I was confused. "These are for you, Jane. Just read the note," she said, annoyed. To Jane,
"NO WAY! I am not dating Aaron, the former bad boy, because you told me to. Forget about it. So far, I've been listening to your stupid ideas, but this is where I draw the line," I said. I was suddenly feeling courageous. "You are going to do what I say, Jane, or I will make your life living hell," Jake said with gritted teeth. "That's not fair!" I exclaimed. "I hardly know him. Why are you dragging me into your business? It's not like we are friends!" I cried. "We don't need to be friends. You are her sister, so you got all the inside information on her. So now you get to be my wingman," he smirked. "Also the tool to drive away my competition, aka my brother," he added. Lucky me, I thought. "You are an idiot," I mumbled. "What did you call me?" he said, anger flashing in his eyes. "Nothing! I said nothing!" I said quickly. He didn't press me any farther. "I'll be watching you. I better see you going out on a date with Aaron th
Friday night came, and my heart thumped against my chest. I didn't know what to expect, but I knew I couldn't let my guard down. It was Aaron Morris, after all. I don't remember him much from high school. He was older and unapproachable. Not to mention from a completely different social circle. I remembered seeing him on rallies and hallways sometimes. Girls always surrounded him. What's with girls always flocking around the bad boy types? What's so great about being treated like shit? I'll never understand. I decided to dress up a little. I dug out a summer dress I never wore and put it on. It was a white sleeveless short summer dress with blue flowers on the skirt. Very girly. I straightened my hair with a hot iron, so it didn't look coarse and crazy. It took me an hour to get it done. This is why I don't dress up. I looked in the mirror and felt a little more confident about ourdate. Liliana was right. I don't look half bad when I dr