I drove in the limo with a full head. Questions buzzed through my heads:
Why did he give me his number?
How did he get paper?
How did he give it to me?
Why did he wink at me?
Why is he flirting with me not liana?
I was clearly screwed.
I went to my double bed and fell right into it with my Pear phone 11 Pro. the newest version yet and dialled the number.
"The number you have called is unavailable. Please leave your message after the t--"
I declined.
I tried forty times and gave up. I am not surprised he didn't pick up. Why would he fall for me out of all women. All the hot boys always play girls. And I was played.
I was about to give up and strip myself to bed when someone rang my phone.
I accepted:
"Liana, I don't wanna talk I just got played by a hottie called Jayden West."
I blurted.
"Well then you probably don't want to speak to me." Said a voice.
I sat up.
"Jayden?!"
"Yes. I was asleep in the cell. at least my servings are luxurious and proper."
"About what I said..."
"Oh you can't deny what you see." He flirted making me blush. "And you are hotter."
"Oh you don't have to."
"And Cerrus about what I said in the meet and greet. I didn't kill Mr Ceno (the vice president's assistant) is was my identical..."
Oh no Frederick.
"Lights out Mr Chieseld Chin hand over NOW!"
"Don't be so rude!" I interrupted
"Um. Miss Josè isn't it an offence to keep in contact with your client."
I rolled my eyes behind the phone.
"Bye C--"
The Phone was put down.
I sighed. I wished life was a fairy tale. You write it then you live it. But life's not like that....