Promises Aren't Meant to be Broken: Paris's Rage
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"I said Evian!! Not Zephryhills!! I can't drink this crap, you know!! You guys are so frickin' incompetent!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. My mousy assistant cowered from my rage.
"S-s-sorry, Ms. Paris," she stuttered. She immediately ran to get me the water I deserved.
"Dumbass," I muttered under my breath.
I looked at the picture of me and Goten and smiled. Goten. He was so cute with his hair and his silly grin. I touched the picture and smiled. He was also a major catch. His niece was Mr. Satan's granddaughter so the publicity would be good for me. I really did care for him, but in my business, I was told never to let my guard down. But my business made me do things I rather not do.
But something was bothering me. Bra. I know she had eyes for Goten and I wasn't about to let her have him. Bra was just a little kid anyway and she isn't as experienced as me.
"Excuse me miss," my assistant said and I gave her the glare.
"What is it?"
"The photographer wants you on the set," she whispered.
I flounced to the set, leaving my thoughts of Goten behind.
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Goten's POV:
Bra was exactly on the dot. She smiled up at me.
"Wow, you're early," she teased.
I winced. "You're getting pretty good at those comeback lines."
I planned to take Bra to a hole-in-the-wall restaurants. It may seem cheap, but it was really cool and really romantic. Romantic? What was I thinking.
I took her by the hand and we walked through the throng of people. It felt nice to hold Bra's hand. We reached there in a few minutes and Bra squealed.
"Omigod, I love this place!"
I was amazed Bra knew this restaurant. She seemed to be the kind of girl who went to places only because it's "in". "You've heard of it?"
She enthusiastically smiled. "I always eat here."
That's one of the things I liked about Bra. She was always able to try new things unlike Paris.
We walked into the restaurant. "Hey, Goten. Who's the pretty girl?" Kevin, the waiter asked. Bra scowled at him and I laughed.
"My girlfriend," I said and Bra gave me a grateful look.
We sat at the table and a waitress came. We placed or orders and began to talk.
"I can't believe you knew about this restaurant," I said.
She smiled. "What? You thought I was too shallow and superficial? I know a lot of stuff, Goten."
I laughed, and all thoughts of Paris left my mind.
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Paris POV:
I walked into the mall and went directly to Goten's favorite restaurant. I was going to get him take-out. In my hand, I was holding the card I was going to surprise to Goten after my lunch break. It would cement our relationship.
I walked to the restaurant and froze. There was Goten with that Bra bitch. Bra had some food on her nose and Goten leaned over and licked it off. Damn her!
Gathering my courage I walked in and they froze.
Goten was the first one to recover. "Oh, hi Paris."
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Fwhaha!! Well, here's the third part! Paris is a model in this fic. And I'm begging you guys to please review!! I need at least six more reviews to continue!!!!
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"I said Evian!! Not Zephryhills!! I can't drink this crap, you know!! You guys are so frickin' incompetent!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. My mousy assistant cowered from my rage.
"S-s-sorry, Ms. Paris," she stuttered. She immediately ran to get me the water I deserved.
"Dumbass," I muttered under my breath.
I looked at the picture of me and Goten and smiled. Goten. He was so cute with his hair and his silly grin. I touched the picture and smiled. He was also a major catch. His niece was Mr. Satan's granddaughter so the publicity would be good for me. I really did care for him, but in my business, I was told never to let my guard down. But my business made me do things I rather not do.
But something was bothering me. Bra. I know she had eyes for Goten and I wasn't about to let her have him. Bra was just a little kid anyway and she isn't as experienced as me.
"Excuse me miss," my assistant said and I gave her the glare.
"What is it?"
"The photographer wants you on the set," she whispered.
I flounced to the set, leaving my thoughts of Goten behind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Goten's POV:
Bra was exactly on the dot. She smiled up at me.
"Wow, you're early," she teased.
I winced. "You're getting pretty good at those comeback lines."
I planned to take Bra to a hole-in-the-wall restaurants. It may seem cheap, but it was really cool and really romantic. Romantic? What was I thinking.
I took her by the hand and we walked through the throng of people. It felt nice to hold Bra's hand. We reached there in a few minutes and Bra squealed.
"Omigod, I love this place!"
I was amazed Bra knew this restaurant. She seemed to be the kind of girl who went to places only because it's "in". "You've heard of it?"
She enthusiastically smiled. "I always eat here."
That's one of the things I liked about Bra. She was always able to try new things unlike Paris.
We walked into the restaurant. "Hey, Goten. Who's the pretty girl?" Kevin, the waiter asked. Bra scowled at him and I laughed.
"My girlfriend," I said and Bra gave me a grateful look.
We sat at the table and a waitress came. We placed or orders and began to talk.
"I can't believe you knew about this restaurant," I said.
She smiled. "What? You thought I was too shallow and superficial? I know a lot of stuff, Goten."
I laughed, and all thoughts of Paris left my mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Paris POV:
I walked into the mall and went directly to Goten's favorite restaurant. I was going to get him take-out. In my hand, I was holding the card I was going to surprise to Goten after my lunch break. It would cement our relationship.
I walked to the restaurant and froze. There was Goten with that Bra bitch. Bra had some food on her nose and Goten leaned over and licked it off. Damn her!
Gathering my courage I walked in and they froze.
Goten was the first one to recover. "Oh, hi Paris."
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