4. Bad Boy Used Me

"Thanks for the help, shorty. I was starting to wonder how I would ever get rid of her," Anthony smirked.

"Wait...did you bring me here so you could pretend to have another girlfriend to get rid of Lucy?" I asked.

"It's Lacy. And yes. It worked wonderfully because you are quite hot so that makes it believable that we are dating," Anthony said.

"Why didn't you just ask if you needed my help instead of kidnapping me in the middle of the day?" I asked.

"Would you have agreed to the plan?" he looked at me questioningly.

"Nope, it's a dumb plan," I said.

"See? And it's not a dumb plan because she is gone," Anthony smiled as he was satisfied with the result.

"Oh, but that means I am fully single now. So how about you and me..." Anthony started to say.

"NO! Not in a million years. I am going home!" I declared and started to leave the cafe but stopped. My eyes fixated on a teenage boy wearing a gray jacket. He was sitting by a window and typing something on his laptop. It was none other than Anthony Turner!

"I thought you were leaving?" Anthony Dean asked.

"Um...I think I am going to stay a bit. But our business transaction is over so you can leave," I said.

"What the hell are you looking at....oh," he stopped talking as he figured out who was sitting by the window.

"Ah, I see. It's the loser with my name but can never be me," he brushed his fingers through his hair. So self-centered.

"I am gonna go talk to him directly. Forget the note," I said distractedly.

"Why don't you forget about him, Summer? What's so special about him?" Anthony asked.

"Unlike you, he is kind, intelligent, and good looking! You are just an asshole with shitty personality," I gave it to him straight.

"OUCH! You really hurt me just now," he said but he was smiling. Bastard doesn't give a shit about my opinion of him.

"Whatever, if you will excuse me, I am going to go talk to him now," I said and pushed him off to the side and strode over to Anthony Turner.

"Hey!" I said brightly. Anthony Turner looked up from his computer. Confusion flickered in his eyes.

"I am Summer. I am in your English class," I tried again.

"Yeah, I know but why are you talking to me?" he asked.

"What do you mean? Why wouldn't I? I am sorry, am I bothering you?" I attacked him with a string of questions.

"Oh no no, you aren't bothering me. Sorry I wasn't trying to be rude. It's just that I know how popular you are so I am just taken aback because you are talking to me suddenly," Anthony smiled.

"Well I've seen you around and I think you are a cool guy so I wanted to get to know you," I gave him a flirty smile. Take the hint, Anthony.

He looked even more surprised. Do guys at school think I am unapproachable or what? Evil Anthony would disagree.

"You do? Wow, Summer, I had no idea you..." he started to say something but was interrupted by the devil himself.

"Hey, kids! Having a nice conversation?" Anthony grinned at us.

Ugh! What does he want now?