~De-crowning The Kings~

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~© 2021 Shmittylove_~

Jake winks at me, acknowledging it.

I'm officially a Prece.

Me, the queen of baggier than Billie Eilish clothes, clothes.

"You know, very little people are actually able to get up the social ladder once they've passed tenth grade. You should be proud."

Wow. I actually did it.

I don't know whether it's something to celebrate about or not but still—wow.

I can't wait to tell Amy we are now on the third phase of our five phased plan.

"Hey Jake. Do you know where Phoenix lives?" I find myself asking.

"Off course I do. Any girl in particular asking for a visit?" He asks smugly hinting at something.

Well dream on pretty boy!

The day I do anything remotely romantic with that rat is in his dreams.

But then again, we are 'fake dating'.

"Well why wouldn't I want to see my boyfriend after hearing such lovely news." I say over ambitiously.

Jake clicks his tongue. "I knew there was something going on between the two of you. No wonder why he called you babe at my party."

He called me what?

Just nod your head like you remember Ellie. It's not your fault you were drunk.

"Just tell me where he lives and I'll walk there myself." I say stubbornly.

"Lookie here missy, I find it weird that you don't know where you boyfriend stays." Jake says smoothly.

He sure as hell knows where I stay.

"We have strict parents." I mutter.

Look, this is the best I could come up with.

Jake rolls his eyes and pats the passenger seat. "It's your lucky day today. That's exactly where I'm headed.

Should I agree or shouldn't I agree.

Either, Jake will kidnap me or...

He'll simply kidnap me.

"I won't kidnap you." Jake says smugly.

Shrugging my shoulders, I fiddle with the pins on my bag and get in the passenger seat. I put my tote bag by my feet and turn and face Jake—my face serious.

"You and your entire gang should stop with the mind reading thing. It's weird and creepy. Ever heard Cardi B sing about Invasion of Privacy?"

"You do realise that day you were so hungover, that you said every one of your thoughts out loud." Jake deadpans.

I feel my face heat up. "Boo Hoo." I say fastening my seat belt. "Just drive you swain." I demand.

Jake clicks his tongue once again. "You did not just call me a pig." He says backing out of the parking lot.

I chuckle rolling down the window. "Off course I didn't."

Jake takes his eyes of the road for a second to glance at me. "Are you suggesting that I am deaf then?"

I playfully roll my eyes.

Such low intellect. And I know for a fact I didn't say this out loud.

Almost snorting I take out my phone from my pocket and google "swain".

"I did not call you a pig." I say hitting the search button. "I called you a rural peasant. See for yourself." I say throwing my phone onto Jake's lap.

Jake nearly sends us flying if it weren't for the seat belts across our chests.

"You did not just call me a peasant—a rural one at that." Jake says getting all dramatic.

Which reminds me...I need those M&M's.

And a dress for tomorrow's Valentine's Day dance.

Well shit.

Jake goes on and on about how peasants—and in the most sincerest way, can't afford Gucci bags. He also manages to fit that his cat has a Louis Vuitton blanket collection for the winter. He then also forces me to feel how soft his hand are. Proving that he has not done any taxing rural labourous work.

"Next time, I'll make sure to just call you a pig." I say exhausted.

Lesson learnt, don't call Jake Paul a swain.

We continue driving, talking about how Jake's late great aunt used to beat his hands with a rolling pin to make his hands soft. Because he always used to come home with bumps on his hands due to too much monkey bar playing.

I feel myself laughing at almost everything he says. And to think I planned to be rude and mean to him.

Maybe I don't have to act so tough anymore. I only did to get people's attention, but I don't really have to be mean anymore more. As long as I still have a badass aura vibe around me, but don't necessarily be a bitch to everyone I meet. I'll be good.

I'll be more approachable too.

"Do you know whether Phoenix was at school today or not " I ask Jake, my mind drifting.

Honest truth, I really did not want to see him. After what happened last night I did not want to have to face him at school. Sure everything said was mainly his fault. It was his fault. Entirely.

Boys will always be boys.

"Nah, I haven't heard from him since yesterday at school." Jake replies.

I nod my head.

"Are you guys still cool? Did he do something stupid-."

I chuckle at Jake's assumptions. If only he knew.

"No were still good." I say dismissively. "I was just wondering, because he came over last night but didn't mention not coming to school today. That's all."

Jake nods his head. "Well, we're here." He says getting out of the car, rushing to open the door my side of the door before I do.

"Careful there princess." He says taking my hand.

How chivalrous.

"Why thank you young swain." I say trying to stifle a giggle.

Jake playfully glares at me and then leads the way to the front door I assume. We get to the front door and he opens the door wide open.

Shouldn't he knock?

"I'm home people!" He shouts into the air.

"For the last time! This is not your home and you are not welcome!" A rather familiar voice shouts back.

Jake leads me past the kitchen to the backyard where there is a huge pool. And in the pool is a girl bopping around in the water.

"Yo Bella! Where my boy at?" Jake asks the girl.

Bella. Pretty name.

The girl still facing the other side, gets out from the other side and grabs a towel from a chair.

And I can't help but notice the long steel leg attached to her thigh. I look away not wanting to be caught staring.

"Just tell me where the skunk is and I'll be out of your hair!" Jake shouts once more.

She turns around waving her hands in the air. "Am I my brother's keeper you moron?!"

Oh my...

What the heck...

It's Isabella.

New girl sassy Isabella from school.
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