You'd Better Hide the Bullets

"Kiera get out of my room." I told her, she didn't budge. "I'm not joking I'm trying to get ready." I groaned in frustration.

"You're going on a date." She grinned at me. I rolled my eyes at her.

"And your point is?" I asked, her nosiness has gotten way beyond cute.

"Well I think it's cool, is he cute?" Kiera rolled into her stomach and leaned on her hands.

"I think he's pretty cute I guess, why?" I turned to her from my closet mirror and stared at her.

"Just keep him away from Ali." She said seriously. I couldn't help but laugh at her statement.

"Definitely." I nodded.

"You know you have to babysit me on Friday for Halloween, kinda." Kiera announced.

"Seriously?" I groaned. She nodded enthusiastically. "Why you're 13!" I said turning back to the mirror to make sure my make-up was okay. I decided to keep it simple.

"Mom and dad are going away for the night to some fancy hotel, I don't know what Alison is doing but like you have to at least stay in the house with me." She told me.

"I guess it could be worse." I sighed, my phone buzzed and I noticed it was a text from Alex saying he was outside.

"Well he is here." I told Kiera. She scrambled over to the window to have a look, he was standing in front of his car.

"You're right, he is cute." She wiggled her eyebrows at me.

"Grow up." I mumbled. I smoothed out my jeans and tank top. The outfit was simple, I like it that way.

I left my room and my house, getting away from the interrogation as quickly as possible. "You look amazing." Alex greeted me. I felt my cheeks flush red as he handed me a rose. "I think it's important to give someone that you think is beautiful a flower as equally as beautiful, just to remind them." He smiled down at me. It was pretty damn cute.

"Thank you, it's beautiful." I whispered. He opened the passenger door and let me in, he's a true gentleman.

He got into the drivers side and started the car. "So I know we are only going to Starbucks but I just thought I'd make you feel like you were going on a fancy date to compensate for my lack of money." He told me. I couldn't help but laugh. "Hey don't laugh at me." He made a pouty face.

"I don't care how much money you spend on me, I do care however about time. That's what matters." I told him. He glanced at me and grinned.

"You're perfect." He beamed. I was really starting to like this guy.

We arrived at the Starbucks and he opened my door for me, helping me out of the car. We walked into shop and I sat down. He went over to get our orders, which I previously told him. He walked back over with two coffees. "Thank you." I smiled at him. I took a sip of the hot coffee and licked my lips. It tasted amazing.

"So tell me about yourself?" Alex asked, taking a drink of his own coffee.

"I just moved here from New York City, bit of a culture shock let me tell you. I go to Mission Bay high school and I have he nerdiest friends you can imagine. Mostly like music and comic books, hence being in the store yesterday. That's about it really, I'm actually pretty boring." I shrugged. He nodded along, taking in my words.

"That doesn't sound boring at all." He laughed. I just rolled my eyes.

"Trust me it isn't that good, anyway what about yourself?" I asked him, taking another drink of my coffee.

"Well I'm at college studying music. I work in the comic book store to pay off my tuition. And I'm not like really old, I'm 19 so don't worry." He laughed.

"You know even know what age I am." I pointed out.

"True, what age are you? And please don't say 15." He begged. I laughed at his comment and shook my head.

"I'm 18 in 3 months, don't worry." I told him.

"Thank God, that could've gone horribly wrong." He laughed, I looked at him and smiled.

"So music?" I asked. He nodded and began telling me about his college studies. It was kinda nice to hear someone so enthusiastic about music. It was different from being in my music class with Vic debating with Jaime who the best guitarist is and Pete constantly playing Queen, like don't get me wrong. Queen are great but like it's as if it's the only thing he knows how to play.

After we finished coffee Alex took me home, he was a total gentleman. Walked me to my door and everything. It was magical. "Thank you for coming on this date with me." He mumbled as we stood at my door.

"It's was my pleasure." I told him, biting my lip and playing with the rose in my hands.

"We should do it again sometime." He pushed a strand of hair out of my face and smiled down at me.

"I'd love that." I returned his smile.

Vic's P.O.V

I watched as this dude leaned in and kissed Scarlett. My blood began to boil. What the Hell is he doing? Does he not know she kinda belongs to me? She just kissed him back. Oh great, totally fantastic.

This is what happens when you totally fuck up and not tell the girl you like, that you like her. Well at least when she's sober. I can't believe she just forgot about it. I mean it's not easy for me to talk about that kinda thing with anyone, then she just goes right ahead and forgets it. A part of me thinks she does remember and just doesn't want me.

It would make more sense than her forgetting. She clearly hates me anyway and it's totally my fault. Plus I have to do this recital with her on Thursday and I totally don't wanna. I mean the song is all lovey dovey and it's just gross, I don't want anything to do with it.

If she doesn't want me then fine, I didn't lie when I said I would go back to my old ways and well, here it is. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Jaime. "Hey Hime, I've got an idea on how to shut down Scarlett for good... The recital." I told him. A small smile creeped up on my mouth, if she doesn't want me then fine, her loss.

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