Chapter 3: Chapter 2: The Tanned and Well Muscled Prick
I didn't see Yuno until later in the week. She had to leave the city for a while because her father had an important party dealing with his company. He's been trying to get Yuno to take it over as his only heir for a very long time. So far, Yuno has diligently refused and I actually admire her for that.
I'm actually surprised she's stuck around me for so long what with my super horrible self control. I can't ever seem to keep my mouth shut. What the heck is even wrong with me?
Life is wrong with you, that's what, a voice in my mind scorns.
On my way to If Life Was a Book, I picked up a bagel and coffee from a coffee shop. The line in there is always so long so I was surprised to find that it was empty today. Maybe because it's a Tuesday? Nah, probably not. It has to be something else though I'm not complaining. This just means I'll be early to work today.
I walk down the streets with a happy skip on my walk. Look at me, getting all happy over a coffee and a bagel. This is the life! Immediately my joy is interrupted when I skip into something hard and bulky and fall flat on my face. The coffee drops and I watch in sad fascination as my bagel falls to the ground on hallucinatory slow motion. Yep. Definitely hallucinating.
"Watch where your going." A voice says rudely from above. I'm about to get up and give this jerk a piece of my mind when he scoops me up himself. I want to growl at him for touching me without my permission, but he stalks off before I can get a word out, let alone his name. Yeah, Gracie, because you definitely want the name of an asshole. A hot asshole... my brain mutters. No! I shake my head, hoping it will shake the thought away with it. At least now I knew what the next character of my book would look like. Hmmm... maybe I'll name him Tanner. He's definitely tan. No, maybe something else. His eyes were a bit squinted so maybe an Asian name instead. No, he just doesn't give off that vibe. However he was very sculpted, a fact that wasn't hard to notice even when I just bumped into him. There's no way my type is a mean guy. I've been dealing with mean people all my life. God, just because I'm a blonde doesn't make me stupid. No way am I going to go fraternize with some prick. Right?
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