Winning you over was the hardest thing to do

Candace's pov-

Oh god.. It's him.

"Who are you?" He shouted as I continued walking. I ignored not wanting to speak or see him anymore. "I'm not stopping until you tell me who you are!" He shouted once more.

"I'm calling the police!" He announced. I felt my blood begin to boil. "Can I ever fucking catch a break from you? Without you ever being so god damn annoying and irritating?" I shouted in frustration turning to see him. His eyes adjusted to the dark seeing who I was. "Ugh! It's you again, you're the last person I wanted to see" he huffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes.

"If you don't fucking mind! I would like to get back to the hotel safely and as far away from you as I can"
"Whatever sweetheart, don't expect me to give you a ride" he said in response.

"Don't ever! I mean ever again! Call me sweetheart again! And I wasn't planning on asking you for a ride" I said sassily turning on my heels and walking toward what seemed like the highway. I fucking hate him

Jaime's pov-
The after party was getting boring, nothing but drunks and sluts trying to hit on different guys every ten minutes. Don't get me wrong, I loved the pranks and all but it was just getting old. I got out of the venue and had my mom and dad drop my car off and take theirs back. I needed to go to the store to get an aspirin.

I pulled my black Chevy out of the parking lot of the venue driving through the back road where I could avoid fans so they wouldn't follow me back home. It was a little 'Sketchy' in the back road. There was cracked sidewalks, rats as big as cats, snakes, and nobody really driving through it. You could call it dead. There was only two street lamps lighting up the whole thing. I turned on my headlights as bright as I could. I began my drive to the drug store so I could get back in time.

I drove past a few mammals or whatever speieces they were, and ignored it. I hummed along to slipknot and stone sour. Then I couldn't help but notice a black figure walking out of the corner of my eye. It's freezing cold out here. What if they freeze and to make it worst, they're a couple of miles away from the main intersection. I decided to pull over.

I hopped out and saw who it was. Ugh! I hate her. She's obviously a bitch with no personality at all. So I told her I would call the cops on her.

She flipped out and started cursing.

"Whatever sweetheart, don't expect me to give you a ride" I said with a slight smirk.

She stopped completely and turned to face me
"Don't ever! I mean ever! Call me sweetheart again! And I wasn't planning on asking you for a ride" She smiled sassily and turned on her heels.

Not my fault if she freezes. I got in my car and put it in drive. Just as I began to drive she tripped. I chuckled to myself. I stopped and got out.

"Well well well, who needs a ride now?" I chuckled. "Fuck you! I can walk" she said lifting herself up. She limped on her left leg. Poor girl. I smiled to myself. She collapsed on her knee. "Well you're 5 miles from the main intersection you still want to walk on that fucked up leg?" I asked deviously smirking. "You're an ass, fine!" She caved in. I lifted her and helped her in the car.


This is going to be interesting and boring...

Notes

Ahhhh!!!!!!!!! Finally an actual update

~PandaStar