Plaitex:
definitely Roman. Parkers' too dangerous for my liking

A player I can agree. But dangerous!
No way.
At least he doesn't kidnap potential girlfriends

Crowny1:

A player I can agree. But dangerous!
No way.
At least he doesn't kidnap potential girlfriends

i agree with u

CHAPTER NINE
I see your lips moving
but I don't hear nothing
Everybody talking like
they really know
something about us
But they don't know
nothing about us
~"About Us" Brooke
Hogan
“Want a banana?”
Roman held out the
yellow fruit, which he’d
plucked from the gift
basket I’d reluctantly
opened a mere minute
ago.
I crossed my arms over
my chest. “No, thanks.”
“How about an apple?”
He brandished the shiny
red fruit like it was a
trophy.
I gritted my teeth. “No,
thanks. Look, I know
you didn’t come here on
a Saturday morning to
offer me fruit. Why are
you really here?” I eyed
his Mickey Mouse shirt,
then the apple, a
horrible thought
suddenly forming in my
head. “You poisoned the
fruit, didn’t you?” I
accused.
Roman stared at me
like I was crazy. “Of
course not,” he
snapped, sounding a lot
more like his old self.
“Do I look like a
murderer to you?”
Now I was the one who
looked at him like he
was crazy. “Are you
seriously asking me
that question? Yes! You
already kidnapped me
twice. Murder is the
next logical step.”
He rolled his eyes and
dropped the fruit back
into the basket, which
also consisted of
several large swirly
lollipops, a bag of Lindt
truffles, a teddy bear
holding a giant HUG ME
pillow, and a random
lavender-scented bath
products set. “Gee, I
was just trying to be
nice, and this is what I
get in return?”
I snorted in disbelief.
“You, be nice?” I looked
out the window. “Nope,
don’t see any pigs
flying, which means
you’re lying!”
Oh, hey, that rhymed.
Roman glared at me,
although the full
threatening effect was
impeded by that
ridiculous bright yellow
Mickey Mouse shirt he
was wearing. He looked
like he was playing
dress-down in his
younger brother’s
clothes, even though he
didn’t have a younger
brother.
“Stop being such a
grouch, Dr. Seuss. You
think I want to be here?
I’m only here because
Parker, for a reason I
can’t quite understand,
decided he wants to
date you. That means
I’m going to have to
see your stupid face all
the time and it’d be nice
if I don’t rupture an
artery every time I see
you!”
“Rupture an artery?” I
repeated sweetly, not
letting any of my inner
ire show. “One can only
hope. Besides, I
distinctly remember you
asking me to be your
girlfriend yesterday! Did
you hit your head and
get amnesia
overnight?”
Roman’s mouth opened
and closed like a
goldfish’s.
Despite my irritation, I
couldn’t help but stifle a
giggle. I wish I had a
camera with me right
now.
“Yeah, well, I only did so
to give you a way out,”
he finally sputtered.
“Not like I would
actually want a
commoner like you to
be my girlfriend.” He
gazed disdainfully
around the living room.
“My bathtub is bigger
than this place!”
“Really? Then why don’t
you go take a bath and
get lost in there while
you’re at it,” I snapped.
Ok, so not the best
comeback, but
whatever. “If you’re
going to stand here and
insult my house, why
don’t you just leave
right now!”
I was seriously
beginning to regret
letting him in. In fact,
the only reason I did so
was so no nosy
neighbors saw the Fiori
heir standing on my
doorstep, which would
inevitably lead to a lot
of rumors and gossip I
didn’t need.

***CONTINUES***
Oh, I’ll be happy too,”
Roman snapped back.
“After you answer one
question.”
I clenched my jaw. God,
he was put on earth
just to annoy the heck
out of me, wasn’t it?
“Well, are you going to
ask it or are you just
going to stand there
and take up valuable
space?”
“Like anything in here is
valuable,” he sneered.
His lips thinned. “Why
are you dating Parker?”
Now I was confused.
He was making even
less sense than usual.
“Uh…remember the part
where you called me a
gold-digging slut? Didn’t
that answer the
question for you?” My
tone was sarcastic.
Unfortunately, my
sarcasm was
completely lost on him.
“You picked Parker out
of all people?” Roman
hissed. “He’s the
biggest playboy on the
East Coast! He’ll only
break your heart you
know.”
“Well, I guess it’s a
good thing I’m dating
him, not you. Besides,
why do you care if I get
my heart broken or not?
You’ll probably throw a
party in celebration if
that happens!”
“Not if, when.” Roman’s
jaw tensed. “And I
don’t care. You can date
a million Parkers if you
want, it doesn’t mean a
thing to me.”
“Oh, really?” I taunted.
“It sure doesn’t seem
that way.”
I had only said it to get
on his nerves, but for
some reason, his face
turned a bright red and
he quickly looked away.
Huh. Weird.
“Let’s just get back on
topic,” he finally said,
still avoiding my gaze.
“Look. Just consider this
gift basket an olive
branch, of sorts. Like I
said, it’d be best if we
could get along just for
Parker’s sake. Though I
don’t necessarily agree
with your relationship.”
I rolled my eyes. “How
generous of you.”
Nevertheless, I
grudgingly nodded in
agreement. For once,
Roman had said
something that made
sense. Parker and I
weren’t really a couple,
but we had to act like
one, which meant I was
going to be around
Roman a lot.
The thought kind of
made me want to poke
my eyes out, but that’s
my life for you. Besides,
hating someone and
showing it so openly
was actually kind of
exhausting.
"And...uh." Roman now
looked uncomfortable. "I
guess I just wanted to
say that...
I'msorryaboutyesterday
," he mumbled.
I blinked. "Huh?"
He let out a huge sigh. "I
said..." His voice lowered.
"I'm sorry about
yesterday."
My jaw almost grazed
the floor. Did he
just...apologize?
"Obviously," he said
grumpily.
Oh. I didn't know I'd
voiced my thoughts
aloud. "I can't believe
you're apologizing to
me." I was amazed.
"Trust me, it's not out
of my own free will," he
sneered. "Just so you
know, I only did it so
Adri would stop yapping
in my ear. Tell me, was
all of female kind born
this annoying or do your
moms teach you this
kind of stuff?"
I glared at him. "And
you tell me, did your
childishness come free
with the shirt or did you
buy it on its own."
"How clever of you." His
voice was sarcastic.
"Well, now that
everything's cleared up,
I'm glad we can go back
to existing in silent
mutual hatred."
"Wow, how can I resist
such a sincere and
heartfelt apology?" This
time, I was sarcastic. I
tapped my foot on the
floor and stared at him
pointedly. "Since, as you
say, everything's
cleared up, can you
leave now?"
Roman shot me a dirty
look, and I just gazed
innocently back at him.

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i'll try ma'am

***CONTINUES***
Before he could even
take a step, though,
the front door opened,
and my mom and
grandmother walked in.
They stopped when
they saw Roman in the
living room.
Roman straightened up
a bit, a polite expression
suddenly taking over his
features.
It seriously weirded me
out. I was so not used
to seeing him act…
human.
“Good morning,” he said
politely, not sounding at
all like the boorish,
egomaniacal brute I
was so used to.
My grandmother,
though, was having
none of it. “Why you in
my living room?” she
demanded, planting her
hands on her hips and
drawing herself up to
her full four feet, nine
inches. “I never see you
before!”
Then she turned her
glare onto me. I gulped.
Uh-oh. “Maya! What
going on here? He no
Peewee!” Her horrified
gaze swept over my
tousled hair and
pajamas. “Why you
dress like that? Your
hair look like rat’s nest!
Not presentable!” She
pointed accusingly at
me and Roman. “You
cheat on Peewee?”
Peewee? Who was
Peewee? I snuck a peek
at Roman, who just
looked stunned that
this tiny little Asian
woman was yelling at
him.
“Peewee?” I croaked
weakly.
It was the wrong thing
to say.
“Yes, Peewee!” Now
my grandmother looked
really mad. “You throw
peas at him Thursday
night. Very bad
manners. And now you
look like…” She paused
and shook her head,
obviously unable to
think of a word bad
enough to describe
what I looked like. “I
very ashamed!”
Ohhh. She was talking
about Parker. In a bout
of completely
inappropriate timing, I
smirked a bit as I
thought about what
Parker would say if he
heard himself being
referred to as ‘Peewee.’
He’d probably die.
I silently vowed to tell
him this interesting
little tidbit the next
time I saw him.
While I silently and
gleefully contemplated
on shrinking Parker’s
ego a bit, my
grandmother had
started on Roman.
“You!” She wagged a
wrinkled finger at him.
“You try to steal Maya
from boyfriend?”
“No.” Roman looked
utterly baffled. “Uh…I
just came by to drop
off some fruit.” He
pointed lamely at the
basket.
Apparently, my
grandmother had the
ability to turn even him
into a stuttering idiot.
“Fruit?” My
grandmother walked
over and picked through
the basket. “Aha!” She
triumphantly pulled out
the lollipops and jabbed
them accusingly at his
chest. “I knew it! You
think cuz I old lady, I
stupid, huh? But I know
what you try to do!”
“You do?” Roman and I
asked at the same
time.
We glared at each other
before turning back to
my grandmother.
“What am I trying to
do?” Roman asked
cluelessly.
“You try to seduce my
Maya!” my grandmother
declared. “Lollipops very
phallic!” She shoved the
lollipops into his hand
and smacked him on
the back of the head.
Well, she tried anyway.
Since she was so short
and Roman was so tall,
she only managed to
swat his shoulder. “You
shameful! Teenage
boys these days, so
dirty-minded! Now you
listen. Maya has
boyfriend. They marry
after college. I no want
you ruin that! You try to
seduce her again, you
regret it! I know Bruce
Lee’s teacher!”
Roman just stared at
the lollipops in his hand.
“Isn’t Bruce Lee’s
teacher dead?”
I groaned. Oh, that was
the wrong thing to say.
My grandmother let out
an indignant yelp. “You
very insensitive boy!
You no talk about Yip
Man like that!

***CONTINUES***
But all I said was that
he’s dead. Which he is.”
By now, even I was
starting to feel bad for
him. “Um…you might
just want to stop
arguing with her,” I
piped up, shooting him a
warning look.
Luckily, my
grandmother had
moved on from the
topic of her old
friendYipMan.Unfortunat
ely, she had moved on
to…Roman’s shirt.
“Mickey Mouse?” she
gasped, staring at his
torso like it had
personally offended her.
Which it had, I guess. In
a way.
“Oh. Yeah.” Roman
looked down. “It’s cute,
right?”
I gulped, backing away
slowly. This was not
going to end well. At
the same time, though,
I couldn’t help feeling
some perverse pleasure
at the fact that he was
getting totally beaten
down by a seventy-
year-old Asian lady.
“Cute?” my
grandmother shrieked.
“Mickey Mouse not cute!
Disney World horrible!
They want mice and
ducks take over the
world! And they charge
you to help mice take
over world! That what
you want? Mickey
Mouse be world king?”
“No?”
Judging by the look on
Roman’s face, it was
official. He thought my
grandmother was
batshit insane. Well, she
does go crazy every
time she sees Mickey
Mouse. He had picked
the worst possible day
to wear that shirt, and
the worst possible day
to come to my house
wearing that shirt.
My grandmother
stormed over to the
closet where we kept
our cleaning supplies,
yanked open the door,
and pulled out a broom.
“No mice allowed in this
house!” she declared,
brandishing the broom
like a weapon. “Get out!
Get out, or I hit you
with broom!”
“You don’t need to ask
me twice,” Roman
muttered.
I snickered, and he gave
me a death glare. I
waved innocently at
him, my morning
suddenly improved by
leaps and bounds.
“Out!” My grandmother
swatted at him with
the broom, and he was
smart enough to
hightail it out of there
before it made contact.
"Shameful boy! Bring
Mickey into my house!"
She spit out the name
like it was something
foul. "Not welcome!"
When he finally left, I
couldn’t help but burst
into laughter. Now I
really wish I’d had a
camera to videotape
the whole encounter.
“Why you laughing?” my
grandmother snapped
huffily. “You wrong too!
No lady with boyfriend
let other boy in house."
She stared
disapprovingly at my
outfit. "Especially not
dress like that!" She
clucked her tongue and
lightly tapped by butt
with the handle of her
broom. "Your butt too
big for those shorts! It
get any bigger, it need
it's own zip code!"
I stopped laughing. Was
my butt really that big?
I twisted my head
around to try and take
a look. Regardless, it
was probably a good
idea to appease her for
now. “I know, I’m sorry
grandma.”
I stared down at the
gift basket. Damn. He
had taken those
lollipops with him. “It
won’t happen again.”
I was about to offer
her an apple or
something to calm her
anger when my finger
brushed against the
teddy bear. Gosh, it was
so soft…
I picked it up,
accidentally pressing
against the HUG ME
pillow. “Goooood
morning!” The high,
squeaky mechanical
voice made me let out a
surprised ‘eek!’ and
almost caused me to
drop the bear on the
floor.
The bear continued.
“Hug me! Hug me! I love
you! Hug me!”
I stared down in
disbelief at the talking
bear and, unable to help
myself, cracked up all
over again.

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i was here

maya grandma very funny. Thanks for this breakfast shaxee

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maya grandma very funny. Thanks for this breakfast shaxee

you're welcome dear!

Teebashy:

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Thanks

***CONTINUES***
Somewhere in the back
of my mind, I knew
pretending to be
Parker’s girlfriend was
going to drastically
change my life at
school. I just hadn’t
known how much.
It all started when Zack
and Adri showed up at
my house Monday
morning to give me a
ride.
“What are you guys
doing here?” I asked, a
bit stunned as I stared
down at the two
impossibly good-looking
blondes in the front of
Zack’s Porsche.
“We’re here to give you
a ride!” Zack was nearly
bouncing up and down in
excitement. “It might
be a bit tight—this car
was made for two—
but I’m sure you can fit!
You’re really skinny.”
I blinked, my mind still a
bit groggy from sleep.
“Umm…why are you
giving me a ride?”
Adriana pushed her
Chanel sunglasses on
top of her head and
looked at me with an
amused smile. Her
blonde hair fell perfectly
past her shoulders and
her skin practically
glowed.
Jeez, was it even
possible for someone to
look that good so early
in the morning?
“Well, you’re dating
Parker now,” she
pointed out. “We can’t
have you walking to
school anymore.”
“It’s bad for his image,”
Zack supplied helpfully.
“And for the Scions’
image as a whole.”
I hitched my backpack
straps higher onto my
shoulder. “I thought you
guys didn’t care what
people thought.”
“Uh…maybe we care a
little bit,” Zack allowed.
“Come on, get in! We’re
going to be late.”
I sighed, but acquiesced.
I was too tired to walk
anyway. “So, why didn’t
Parker pick me up
himself?” I asked. I
mean, if he was
supposed to be my
boyfriend, wasn’t he
supposed to do this
sort of thing?
Zack peeled out of the
driveway. “Oh, he’s
putting in some new
gadgets in his car, so he
grabbed a ride with
Carlo today. I guess he
felt kind of weird asking
Carlo to go pick you
up…”
“Let’s just tell it like it
is. Parker would rather
we pick you up than
pick you up himself in
someone else’s car,”
Adriana clarified wryly.
“Oh.” Boys and their
egos.
When we arrived at the
school, I was horrified
to see the usual crowd
of students milling at
the top of the steps,
waiting for the Scions’
arrival.
Oh, crap. I had
completely forgotten
about that!
“You guys,” I hissed,
sliding down in my seat.
“Can you just let me
out at the back
entrance or
something?”
Zack pulled into his
parking space and
turned to stare at me.
“What? Why?”
“I’m…um, not feeling
well,” I replied lamely.
“Maya,” Adriana gently
scolded. “You have to
get used to this if
you’re going to date a
Scion. Besides, this way,
everyone will know your
change in status.”
Yeah. That was exactly
what I was afraid of.
I stared out the
window, the dread
building in my stomach
when I saw Carlo’s and
Roman’s cars appear in
the lot.
“It’s time,” Zack
announced happily.
“Ready for your first
walk of fame, Maya?”
No. Not at all. I forced a
smile. “Sure.”
I thought I saw Adriana
give me a knowing look,
but I was distracted by
the deafening screams
that erupted when
Zack opened the door.
Taking a deep breath, I
slowly followed Zack
and Adriana out of the
car, trying not to flash
everyone.
The minute I got out,
the crowd went deathly
silent. I swallowed hard,
falling into step next to
Adriana as we headed
up the stairs. Even
though I tried my best
not to stare at them, I
could feel everyone’s
gazes on me.
Adriana reached over
and squeezed my arm
supportively. I flashed
her a grateful smile, but
I was more than aware
that the rest of the
students had broken
out into shocked
whispers.
“Oh my god, what is
she doing getting out of
Zack Perry’s car?”
“You know, I think
someone told me she
was dating Parker!”
“What a lucky bitch.
She’s Valesca royalty
now.”
“Hmmph. I wonder
what she did to get
that kind of cachet.”
The implication behind
the last statement
was clear.
I sighed, the dread now
threatening to take
over my entire body.
What had I gotten
myself into?
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CHAPTER TEN
Somebody save me, let
your waters break
through
Somebody save me, I
don't care how you do it
Just save, save
Come on, I've been
waiting for you
~"Save Me" Remy Zero
Crap. Where do I go,
where do I go…?
I glanced desperately
around the hall,
searching for an escape
route even as I heard
them getting closer.
The sound of stilettos
on marble was
unmistakable.
It’s a sad, sad day
when a bunch of twigs
in four-inch Manolo
Blahniks can catch up to
me.
Right. Or left. Making up
my mind out of sheer
panic, I darted right,
panting slightly from
the exertion. God, I
should really join a gym
or something.
“There she is!” I heard
someone shout, and I
let out a small groan.
Why, God, why do these
things always happen
to me?
I was trying to figure
out the best way to
get away from them
when the girls’
bathroom door opened
and smacked me right
in the face.
“Ow!” I cried, bringing
my hand up to my
stinging forehead.
“Oh my god, I’m so—
Maya?”
I blinked. The person
who’d opened the door
was Venice. “Hi, V.” I
waved weakly.
“I’m so sorry!” she
exclaimed, running to
my side. She gazed
worriedly at my
forehead. “Are you ok?”
“I—“ The sound of
stilettos were almost
on me by now. I
grimaced. There was no
way I’d be able to
outrun them now,
especially since I was
feeling a bit dizzy. “Do
you have to open doors
so hard?” I grumbled,
resigned to my fate.
Venice was staring,
open-mouthed, over my
shoulder. “Are they
harassing you again?”
she exclaimed. “But
you’re dating Parker
now!”
I sighed, my shoulders
slumping. “Oh, they’re
harassing me all right,” I
muttered. “Just not in
the way you’re
thinking.”
She looked confused.
“What are you talking
—“
“Maya!” A perfectly
manicured hand grasped
by arm eagerly. When I
looked up, I saw it
belonged to a whip-thin
blonde who wore a pair
diamond earrings so
huge I was surprised
her earlobes didn’t fall
off. “Finally, I caught up
to you,” she simpered.
“You know, you’re
really…uh, athletic. In
the best way possible,
of course,” she added
quickly. Apparently, in
her world, an athletic
girl wasn’t a
compliment.
I forced a polite smile
on my face, wishing for
the umpteenth time
that day that my
parents hadn’t taught
me the value of good
manners so I could tell
her exactly where to
shove those earrings of
hers. “Thanks, uh…”
“Agnes. Agnes Welden,
of the Welden textiles
fortune,” she
pronounced smugly,
tossing her hair over her
shoulder. “Anyway, you
left before I had a
chance to ask you,
where did you get
those fabulous shoes?
They’re amazing!”
I stared down at my
shoes. They were just
plain black flats. “Um…
Nine West?”
“Nine West!” she
screeched, letting out a
fake laugh. “How…
quaint. That’s what I
really like about you,
Maya, you’re so, um…
down-to-earth. How
about we go shoe
shopping this weekend?
Sigerson Morrison just
opened up

***CONTINUES***
Oh, shove it, Agnes,”
another girl said
crankily, pushing Agnes
out of the way. She’d
obviously gotten tired
of waiting. She turned
to me with a big smile.
“Hey, Maya! I’m Ricki.
I’m in your English class.
Listen, a bunch of us
are planning to make a
quick getaway to the
Caribbean and of
course, we’d love it if
you came—“
“Maya! I’m having a
party this weekend!
You’ll be there right?”
“Ohmygosh, I love your
hair! Who does it?”
“You’re so pretty, did
anyone ever tell you
that?”
“You know, I think that,
like, you and Parker
make the cutest couple.
You guys are just so
adorbs—“
Please, God, make it
stop! I pressed my
fingers to my temples,
a small headache
setting in as their high,
screechy voices pierced
through my eardrums
like a spike heel through
tissue paper.
Didn’t they come with a
‘mute’ button? If they
didn’t shut up soon, I
was seriously going to
throw myself out one
of the windows.
“Hey, Maya, we should
go to lunch. All the good
food’s going to be
gone!” Venice, bless her
soul, tried to save me
by tugging on my arm,
but the lemmings were
having none of it.
“Um, excuse me, but
we were talking to
her,” Ricki said rather
snottily, keeping a firm
grip on my other arm.
“That’s a bit rude of
you, isn’t it…” She
looked Venice up and
down with a sneer. “I’m
sorry, who are you
again?”
“She’s my best friend,”
I snapped. “Don’t talk
to her like that! And let
go of my arm!”
“You heard her. Get your
last-season Pradas out
of the way,” Agnes
snapped, shoving Ricki
aside. She gripped my
wrist, her blue eyes
wide. “So? What do you
say to shoe-shopping
Saturday?”
“Thanks, but no thanks.
I’m busy.” I shot Venice
a desperate glance.
“Let’s go!” she said
loudly, pulling me down
the hall.
Unfortunately, for
someone who looked as
if a strong gust of wind
could blow her over,
Agnes was quite strong
and stood her ground.
“What about Sunday?
Are you free then? Or
we can even go Friday
afternoon!”
Sadly, I was unable to
answer, due to the pain
of having my arms
tugged in completely
opposite directions.
“You know, if you pull
her arm off, she won’t
be able to go shopping
with you this
weekend,” a very
familiar voice said.
Venice and Agnes
immediately stopped
tugging as they stared
at the newcomer in
shock.
Carlo had managed to
sneak up on us without
anyone noticing, which
will tell you how
hysterical all the girls
were in their efforts to
become my friend since
I’m now ‘Valesca
royalty’. As a Scion, he
usually couldn’t go
anywhere without
causing a few hoarse
throats and swoons
along the way.
“Well? Are you going to
let go of her arm, or do
you want me to just
surgically attach you to
her?” Carlo asked,
addressing Agnes. He
sounded amused.
Agnes turned red. “Oh,
of course,” she
squeaked, dropping my
arm.
I sighed in relief.
Carlo raised his
eyebrows, and just like
that, the entire horde
of twigs scampered
away.
“Dear Lord. Thank you,”
I breathed, shaking out
my hand. Some
sensation was coming
back into it.

Teebashy:

Yea u are mixing things up....those cast u mention are of anoda story title LOVE & HATE

thanks for saving me,I was completely lost and confused!!Now I can figure it out

buoye1:
thanks for saving me,I was completely lost and confused!!Now I can figure it out

U welcum dear

Teebashy:

U welcum dear

where have ya been for the past few hours?

Shaxee:
where have ya been for the past few hours?

Glue to my fone...u wnt believe have read all ur new uploads

Teebashy:

Glue to my fone...u wnt believe have read all ur new uploads

but i guess i haven't notice, because you haven't encourage me for some days now, i haven't seen your backup! Or is your pop corn finish! Thronekid could get ya one!!

Shaxee:
but i guess i haven't notice, because you haven't encourage me for some days now, i haven't seen your backup! Or is your pop corn finish! Thronekid could get ya one!!

Lol.....yp, d pop corn do finish...and am so sorry, jst dat I was carried away
Nice job