A/N: JOE IS MINE! growls and claws Okay fine he's not, but cut me some slack and stop reminding me. I don't own anything but this plot and my imagination and maybe some twisted sense of humor D
Joe was still struggling trying to be all adorable through out the car ride. She finally talked, but only to give him directions. That meant that they were getting close to her house, he'd have to give her her phone back; the car ride would end and he has not even scored.
"Okay, just drop me off here." she said as they took a left turn.
He eyed her, "So is this where you live?" they were right in front of a small suburban house that looked a lot like those in rest house catalogues.
"No." she answered truthfully.
Joe gave her puzzle look, "Oh, so you don't want anyone to see me dropping you off?"
"Exactly." She said as if it were the most obvious thing on Earth.
"Ouch." he remarked. He just sat there, unmoving.
Krisha tilted her head to the side, "Uhm…my phone?"
"Oh, right, right." he said, reaching into his pocket. He handed it over to her, and leaned in attempting to kiss Krisha on the cheek, but she quickly turned away and got off the car with a swift motion. He tossed him his phone before walking off. 'Damn', he thought. He followed her with his gaze as she walked down the street and disappear into where she must live, about four or five houses from where they had stopped. He grinned and took off the moment he saw where she lived.
On his way home, he went through his phone, there were a bunch of messages that were not opened, from unknown senders to Jack, Alexa, and his Mom. He quickly read them, replying only to those that he thought were important, but not even giving the anonymously sent messages a second glance. He was used to it, having a mob of fans always after him and sending messages here and there hoping they would catch his attention. However, he already have his prospect, and it even comes with an interesting prize.
When he got back, Nick greeted him with a bunch of questions about his little meet-up with Krisha, without even waiting for him to reply before jumping into another question. It have only been two hours since Joe left to meet Krisha. It was rather quick for a date.
"So, did she not go?" Kevin joined the interrogation as Joe found a comfortable seat at the couch where the two have obviously been playing Guitar Hero 3.
"No." Joe said smugly.
"Well, you got home pretty fast." Nick observed.
Joe decided not to give them the details, he did not want them to know that she made him wait for a bit over twenty minutes, and that she continually comes up with retorts whenever he tries to establish a conversation. He did mention that they had a little chat while at Starbucks, that he already knew her name, and that she have let him take her home (while leaving out major details like having to hold her phone up and her making him stop a few houses from where she lived).
"I guess that's a good start, considering that she's difficult." Kevin remarked.
"Mhm. So you better get ready with my prize, Nick" he smirked while flipped his phone open and close. He felt the urge to send her a message. He wanted to make a move to secure his winnings in his little bet with Nick. But he restrained from it, he should not follow through that quick that was the rule, else she would realize that she has the upper hand on him.
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When Krisha got home, she saw her sister sprawled on the floor of the living room with two other girls. They had the audio player blasting with songs by the Jonas brothers.
"Wow, Krisha you actually went out of your room today?" Kyla mused.
Her sister can effortlessly be a bitch sometimes, but Krisha does not like Kyla getting into her. Krisha mumbled something that must have meant a Yes, while she dragged herself up to her room. If only her sister knew who she met that day; if only Kyla knew who drove her home then maybe she would consider acting a bit nicer. And without a doubt, Kyla would be shrieking the hell out of her lungs by now with matching frantic jumps. Krisha laughed at the thought, but she decided not to tell her sister—or anyone for that matter. It was not as if it was a big of a deal; they had their phones switched and they wanted their own phones back so they arranged to meet up, that was all there was to it. Or so she thought. She would be surprised if she just knew how much Joe wanted to be her boyfriend.
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Joe tapped his fingers against his phone trying to decide if he should send Krisha a message already. With barely two weeks left of summer, he knew he had to act fast (while trying to be smooth) if he wanted to win the appealing bet with Nick. She let out a heavy breath escape his lips as he gave in to the tempting phone keys. He started fumbling into the keys. He He looked at the messages that he have previously sent his phone through hers when they still had their phones switched. 'A-ha!' he thought, then saved the number, Krisha.
Don't even think that
you've already seen the
last of me.
He impatiently tapped his foot while drumming his fingers against his lap. His phone vibrated a few minutes later and he eagerly opened it, thinking it would have been Krisha's reply. But it was not, it read: Alexa. He opened it with a bit less enthusiasm. And read through it. The phone vibrated after a long stretch of time. He opened it.
Wait, who is this?
So she has not saved his number? He shrugged. Interesting.
Joe, the hot guy you
met earlier.
It took her even longer to reply this time, as if Joe have not already been drying of anticipation of the previous reply. Was she that uninterested?
Oh? That sucks then.
Joe chuckled at her retort and quickly typed in a reply.
It took you forever to
make that come back.
A reply came almost as soon as he hit said.
It took you that fast to
come up with a lame
attempt to mockery?
He smirked. She was impossible. But her retorts were just making her even more endearing. Joe find it really interesting because she the only girl so far who is able to speak out her mind out to him. She does not take any precautions just because he was popular. She did not seem to care. He did not know what to say next. He was shoved into the dirt again, head flat on the ground. He decided to call her instead. At first, she rejected the call. She was in the middle of reading this article from her laptop and the buzzing noise that the phone's vibration was making was bugging her.
He tried again. She picked up just before he was about to get prompted to voicemail, "What's keeping you?" he asked.
"Demanding much?" she replied, without taking her eyes off the article; only two paragraphs left before she's done.
"Love me much?" he smirked.
"Hold on." She must not have heard his flirty reply, she was concentrating on the article.
"Still there?"
"Uh-huh, but not really."
"How do you mean?"
"Mmm…reading. Wait."
"Oh, so I'm distracting you then?"
"Distracting? No." she heard him give a sigh of relief as she said that. She finished the article then added, "You're not too important to have that power to distract me. Disturb might be the more appropriate word." she leered.
"Of course, of course. I'm not yet that important. But we'll get there." he said self-righteously.
Krisha yawned from the other line and mumbled something Joe did not understand, "So why'd you call?" she asked sounding bored.
"Want to get rid of me already?" he asked, dressing his voice with a hurt tone.
She ignored it, "Isn't it late?"
"One A.M. I'd say early."
"Smartass."
"Why thank you, that was the nicest thing you've told me so far."
"I know. I'm generous like that."
He laughed heartily, "So, why are you still up?"
"None of your business. And if I give two monkeys, I can ask you the same question."
"How about one?"
"Huh?"
"Do you give one monkey about me at the least?"
"Maybe half a rotten rat and a thin slice of cheese."
"Aww, that is just so sweet. I didn't know I was worth all that much!"
"You're impossible."
"I was thinking the same thing about you." He said simply. It was true, she was giving him such a hard time. "So what time are you crashing?"
"Three to four hours from now." She replied.
He was not expecting her to answer him seriously. He was actually already getting ready for a 'What do you care?' or something to that line. He knew he was getting somewhere, and this was worth losing a few hours of sleep over.
He did not know when he fell asleep, It must have been really late, 'Oh crap.' He fell asleep on her.
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