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"Hey! Go back to that channel!" I argued as he grabbed the remote away from the bed and changed the channel from NatGeo to Star World. What the heck?

We are currently in his room, and nope, that's not what you're thinking. I'm here because I'm supposed to be here (his mom called so don't blame me and it's my job too). Wade's parents were going to be out of the country for a week for business so that means...yep, you guessed it right. Sleepover! Great. Note the heavy sarcasm there.

"That's too boring, princess, plus I get to choose which channel to watch because this is my house." I rolled my eyes as he tries to take advantage by pulling that card against me. "Oh please, you've been saying that for the past hour, fine be that way," I say annoyed, and quietly went downstairs to the living room to watch there.

What am I even doing there anyway when I could watch in their living room with a much more enormous television. As I descend the stairs, a hand grabbed my wrist and I look at no other than Wade as I adjust my glasses with my other hand.

"What?" I asked flatly, my eyebrow making its way up. "Where are you going? I mean you're not allowed to leave me alone right?" he asked.

"Your mom said not to leave you alone, especially when going outside the house. That doesn't mean I have to be legit stuck next to you like superglue," I reply.

"Okay whatever then," he said as he took a seat on the living room sofa. I groaned in frustration, "What the frick, I decided to move here to watch my favorite show and then you come down here and bother me!"

He just kept quiet so I took the seat the farthest from him after I take possession of the remote. I giggle excitedly as the next episode of National Geographic's Brain Games started playing on and I see Wade from my peripheral vision that he is looking weirdly at me.

"What's so interesting about this channel?" I glared at him. I honestly love this channel! It always interests me in different ways.

"Learning things here are much better than listening to the boring bald teacher in class," Mr. B (or that's what I call him) is the most boring teacher in the world. I don't know how he makes it that boring plus he's teaching Biology. I wouldn't understand the way he teaches, that's why I would rather watch online youtube videos rather than listen to his lectures. Every class, I would just stare at his shiny bald head as he talks slowly about the lesson.

"That's actually effective?" he asks. Bruh, of course! I wouldn't have passed the quizzes if it wasn't for National Geographic and the youtube videos.

Rolling my eyes, I face him and said, "The reason why I love this oh-so boring channel is because it's fun and informative. The info I get from this helps both my work and studies, and as you can see right now, this is how I ace tests." I smile boastfully and cross my arms.

"You should really learn some stuff, Wade, you never know." Then he begins to yawn and, as if like a connected chain, I yawn too. It was contagious. "Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever....You sure are a nerd," he said as he rolled his eyes mockingly, making me fume in anger.

"Suit yourself!" Turning away from him, I continue to watch. Ugh, dummies like him just can't understand how awesome and unique this stuff is. It's their loss and my win. The show then continues with the contestants behind a podium and a button on top as the hosts ask a question as usual, "Now then, anyone tell me what DNA stands for?"

"Deoxyribose Nucleic acid duh," I answered calmly and swiftly before anyone in the contestants in the show would answer. This is such an easy question, I should probably join sometime. Wade looked at me weirdly.

And right after I mentioned the answer, one of the contestants rang his buzzer and said what I said exactly. Then the host exclaimed, "That is correct, a point for you!"

"When did World war 2 end?"

"September 2, 1945," I answered again. I should take their place instead, I could win! Not to boast about my intelligence but you got to admit, it was easy, even a freshman could answer that. One of the contestants said the exact thing and earned a point.

"What is the scientific term for bad cholesterol?"

"Low-Density Lipoprotein cholesterol," I murmured as the show goes on. I successfully answer every question given by the hosts without even breaking a sweat and because of this, Wade seemed weirded out by my presence.

"Why? Stop looking at me like that!" I glared at him and happened to see his eyebrows scrunched up trying to figure me out.

"Nothing," he responded and went back to watching the TV.

This is my favorite part. The final question and because of this, I jumped out of my seat and went closer to the TV. Wade followed with an impressed and at the same time shocked expression on his face and stood beside me.

"Now, the final question is...What percentage of the world is covered by water? This must be answered with accuracy, we'll give you a minute," the host said as the contestants hurriedly scrambled to write at their own desks while the big screen was showing a timer. I started to formulate sentences and organize my ideas.

"About 73%," I responded with high confidence and a smile of course with my chin up.

"No, I think it's about 71%," Wade suddenly joined in my utter surprise. The time was up and both of the contestants answered either about 73% or 74%. I smirked at him.

"And the answer is....................SORRY! Ladies and gentlemen, but no one got the correct answer. The correct answer is ABOUT 71%! Sorry, no one takes home a million bucks," my smile instantly faded and I looked at Wade with wide eyes who were grinning from ear to ear.

"Guess it's my point, nerd," he said with a boastful tone in his voice. I grit my teeth in annoyance and my face morphed into a scowl.

"Let's see about that, dumb poop!" I said, my eyes turning into slits but he didn't back down. We were matching each other's faces as the TV went on.

"Bring it on."

And so, let the games begin.

*****

The day went on with us arguing about random things.

"Why the heck is Walmart your favorite store?! I thought it would be Forever 21, Cotton On, or something," Wade exclaimed looking at me like I went bonkers. What? Don't judge me! They have pretty much everything! When I need food, I find food. When I need books, I find books. When I need new CDs, I find CDs. When I need sleepwear, I find sleepwear. When I need ice cream, I find ice cream.

"Well FYI, that doesn't mean that Walmart is the only place I go to," I rolled my eyes pretty much annoyed by his presence. I looked at the time and it was already 6:00 pm.

"I don't know how to cook. So you should." Of all things that I'm not good at, I suck at cooking, really.

"I don't want to! Too lazy, let's eat out," he responded as he quickly got up from his seat. Okay then, it's been a while since I ate at home anyway. I decided to wear an oversized black sweater and my jeans with black converse. Good thing I brought a pocket pistol and strapped it at the side of my hips, using my sweater to cover it.

I headed outside the room and spotted Wade impatiently waiting by the door frame. Wow. He looks gorgeous and handsome. He wore a white shirt, a matching black suit jacket and pants with white sneakers and his hair tousled up.

"What are you so dressed up for?" I asked holding back a laugh. He glared at me as he ran a hand through his hair. What's the big deal about eating dinner outside? "What are you dressed down for?" he replied, rolling his eyes and he immediately went outside to the car. He still looked gorgeous.

That boy will be the death of me.

I ruffled his tousled hair when I sat on the passenger seat and he was placing the keys in the ignition and abruptly stopped. He stared at me. I had meant to do it playfully like it was a joke. I stared back and fought the blush that my female hormones urged to show.

"Are we going or what?" I questioned with my eyebrows scrunched up, noticing that we haven't moved. He seemed to snap out of his daze and moved closer to me. My heartbeat accelerated at how near he was. He was invading my personal bubble! I gulped because his face was just inches away from mine and I could smell the perfume he was wearing, it actually smelled nice. We are probably having a staring contest by the looks of it. Those mesmerizing blue eyes are wonderful to look at and it's like you could drown in thought. His hand reached for.......my heartbeat quickened and my breathing hitched.

The seat belt. Right. I forgot to put on my seatbelt.

I thought...

I sighed. Boy, I don't know why but is it just me or does the environment keep getting my heart to pump blood a lot? I was starting to get affected by his actions and boy, oh boy, this is not good. Flashing back to reality, he clicked my seat belt into place and said, "You forgot to put your seat belt on."

He stated the obvious and started the car's ignition. "But I'm glad to know I have that effect on you," he added, looking straight with one hand on the wheel, while smirking.

I looked away, embarrassed. Oh my god, can I just crawl into a hole and die?

The car ride was awkwardly silent. I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation. "So where are we eating?" I asked as I turn on the radio and the song was 'Sorry' by Beiber. Don't take it the wrong way but I don't like him much because this song just got me LSS for 2 months. Two freakin' months.

I sang the song with the lyrics. Okay, so I don't have a good voice, but who cares anyway?

He glared at me and quickly turned it off. "You sound like a dying cat! And we're going to a diner." What is wrong with turning the radio on? I turned it on again and made the volume louder while tapping to the beat. He scowled at me and turned it off.

"Why don't you want to turn on the radio?!" I angrily asked as I turn it on again. His hands gripped the steering wheel tight, you could see his knuckles turning white.

"I just don't want to!" he shouted, turned off the car, and headed outside. Oh, I didn't notice it, we arrived at the place. What was his problem anyway? One minute he's adorable and the next minute he's annoyingly mad. I snorted at my thoughts.

Adorable? In his dreams.

I shrugged that off and looked at the diner he was talking about and surprisingly, it was cool. The plain walls complimented the black and white tiles across the floor bringing the 80s style and there was even a jukebox!

The waiters are even skating their way to get orders and deliver them to customers like the typical diner you see in movies.

We both took a seat. I was avoiding his gaze that pierced right through me. Well, this is awkward if you ask me. I shouldn't have turned the radio on repeat. I should've just shut up. I covered my face with the menu and tried to look for something good to eat.

"Hi, guys! What can I get for you?" A familiar voice asked and I immediately sprang up. It's Cameron! What was he doing here? I thought he came from a rich family? Why is he working here?

"Oh, hi Cameron!" I cleared my throat and greeted as I smiled at him and he seemed caught off guard and it took a while before he smiled back. I heard Wade make a grunting noise.

"I would like to have a cheeseburger, chocolate milkshake, and medium fries," Wade said and looked at me. He's still in a bad mood. Uh-oh. I didn't pay attention to him and glanced at the part where it indicates their best-sellers. "I'll just have a bacon cheeseburger, a strawberry milkshake, and large fries," I order, smiling and at the same time, my stomach growled.

"Sorry," I sheepishly said as I patted my stomach. Yep, it really needs food. Wade seemed to have a shocked expression but quickly masked it with a smirk. Cameron chuckled at my actions.

"Didn't know you eat like an ape," Wade blatantly remarked with a big smirk plastered on his face. I gave him a flat look. "Sorry to break it to you but that's just how I am," I bit back as I glanced at the window. What was Cameron doing here?

I glanced at him who was communicating the orders at the station. Something about him was suspicious. If he was from an influential family, why would he work at a place like this? He looked cute wearing those black skates and the uniform definitely looks good on him. I internally giggled at that thought.

"Stop looking at him." A bothersome voice broke my thoughts. "Why? Is it a crime?" I shot back as I furrow my eyebrows.

"It's like you're eye-raping him," he said. "He's not even that good-looking and how can you smile at him like you know him well?"

I choked on my own saliva, baffled at how blunt he was, and glared at him. "No, I'm not!" I defend as I cross my arms in my chest and mustered up a deathly glare, impatiently waiting for the food. "Why would you check him out when you could definitely check me out. I don't mind," he chuckled, amused by my reaction. I scoffed at his remark. Boys and their big ego.

"No, I'll have to pass on that," I jokingly teased as I flipped my hair over my shoulder. After a few more minutes, the food finally arrived and we both lunged for the food.

I heard the bell ring by the entrance door which signified new customers coming inside the diner. I was about to return back to take a bite of my burger when I caught a familiar mop of brown hair in the corner of my eye. The man had his back turned away from me, talking to another man in front of him.

Oh God, don't tell me...

The man turned to look for a waiter to order but then his gaze landed on me. It was Tyler. He was surprised but was quickly replaced with an emotionless expression. I felt a piece of the burger get dislodged on my throat.

"What the fuck," I muttered as I saw Tyler walking towards our booth. I worriedly glance at Wade who seemed to be elated with his food but unaware of what was bound to happen.

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FINALLY, I HAVE UPDATED Of course with the help of my dear best friend for the wonderful for the funny idea hehe! Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading!

Questions for my readers (Just for fun!)

1) What's your favorite TV show?

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