Choice
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that book is cooler than my character Zane. Thanks 2 my beta reader, The New Ace of Spies. Enjoy Chapter 7, Eat Your Heart Out.
Ian's POV
I watched nervously as Amy looked at Zane, then me, then Zane, then me, then-Oh, Ian Does it Really matter? You always win, anyways. You are starting to sound like Amy's pathetic brother Daniel. I looked at Amy boredly. I never noticed, but her reddish brown hair, now had a bit of black in it (A/N Amy's father had salt-and- pepper hair, black and white). Her green eyes, choosing, locked with mine. She glared at me and turned away. Oh No, she was going to choose...
"Like you tried to kill me Ian? Please. I'm never going to believe you again. Eat your heart out. At least I know Zane, wouldn't. Ian Kabra, You're a jerk. You've always been a stupid, snobby JERK!!" Amy screamed at me.
I frowned. Me,a jerk? As now I felt like I was actually eating my heart out. I felt a surge of anger. Towards Zane, for manipulating Amy, To Natalie, for only worryin about her precious hair, towards myself (Whoa... That's a , for me.) for hurting Amy, and towards dear Amy herself, for making me lo- Wait. I don't love Amy. Sure she's pretty, and smart. But she's an Idiot. A loser. A stuttering pathetic piece of competition. What did I care if she died?
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, then Amy. Invite me to your funeral. Have a happy , and Amy, Orphans don't win competitions. Especially the 39 Clues. Goodbye."
Amy stared hurtly after me.
Natalie walked next to me."Well Put, brother" She laughed.
"I-I was infintely rude to her. I shouldn't have said that."
"Please, never lose. You know that." She replied,calmly
Then my cell phone,a blackberry, rang. 'Don't Trust Me', my ringtone played. It seemed oddly appropriate for the situation at hand.
I answered. "Hello?"
Oh crap. It was one of the girls from school, Pippa, who was still in love with me. Well, everyone was. I was handsome, rich, athletic, smart, modest... Anyways, she was asking -no, begging- me to go to prom with her.
"Ian, darling please. We'd make such a fabulous couple." She purred
I rolled my eyes. "Pippa, we wouldn't. I'm not sorry. Please stop asking , actually, STOP asking me. I swear, I'll get a restraining order on you." I hung up. I was Ian Kabra. Who cared if I broke hearts? Not to mention, I didn't need to say goodbye. I was too good for it.
I needed to talk to Amy. I excused myself, leaving Natalie to walk through the woods, running her hands through her short hair, cursing Zane everytime she found a split end. I got to the campsite. When I saw Amy I felt my heart break. Was this how Amy felt when I left her in that cave in Korea?
My heart sank, and Anger bubbled inside me. Amy was.. kissing Zane. Her soon to be muderer. I felt fury surge up in me, as I reached into the back pocket of my jeans. I pulled out a small sleek silver dart gun. I aimed it at Zane's heart. Payback time.
POOR IAN!!! Zane's such a jerk, isn't he? Anyways, reviews are happiness!
