best friend. Apparently Marc’s friends in town were just Spence and Dylan, so Michelle provided the entire attendance, only 20 of her closest friends. I tried to be nice with most of them but they knew that I couldn’t stand them, so they avoided me. Well played, dumbasses!
My stomach was killing me with nervousness, I was about to confront that jerk. I knew I had to try to be nice, I’ve always hated faking and now I was about to swallow my pride. As soon as he entered to the room I took him by his arm and pulled him to the kitchen. I almost didn’t even notice his dark slacks and navy blue blazer over a beige light sweater, almost.
‘I need a word with you Dylan.’ My professional face was on. He followed me, with no other option, I was pulling him hard; and everyone was staring. As soon as we entered the kitchen I started in with my rehearsed speech. ‘Shhh, don’t talk. I hate this, but I adore Michelle, she’s the only girl I can stand and love in the world; and me hating you is killing her. Basically if I want to be friends with her I need to be polite to you. So even when I think you are a pretentious bastard, we are going to fake nice in front of her and Marc. Ok?’
Grinning as if he had won a damn battle, he came closer to me. ‘Bossy tonight, Ms. Bianchi?’
‘It is taking all my strength not to kick your ass right now, so change that tone jackass.’
‘Don’t worry Katherine, I don’t have to “fake nice”, I am as polite as I can be to you.’
‘Oh that’s a shame to the world that you are such a rude bastard that this is being polite. This means no more sex comments ok?’
‘And no more spoiled ice princess bitch ok?’ He laughed a little, but I was determined. We did a handshake; the energy was there, again, so I removed my hand as fast as I could and noticed that we were alone. I didn’t want to be alone with him anymore, I could only think about that mouth on my mouth and it was too dangerous for me to allow that kind of thoughts. I started walking to the door.
‘So I assume you received my flowers.’
I didn’t even turn to him. ‘We’re not doing this Dylan so back the fuck off.’
‘What are we not doing Katherine? And watch that pretty fucking mouth of yours!’
‘We are not discussing something that didn’t happen. So let’s get this show started asshole.’
We went out with no other word. I mingled with the guests and flirted a little with Spencer. Of course casual non dangerous flirting, he was taken, but I had always been more comfortable flirting with taken men, they represented harmless interaction. I was acting nice, even letting some of those stupid bitches approach us. I hadn’t seen Dylan for a while, so for Michelle’s record we were “playing nice”.
‘So Katherine, was that hottie you assaulted in the kitchen Dylan Berkeley? I am dying to meet him.’ Stupid Meredith, a girl Michelle and I knew from school, came to Spencer and me, with her sidekick April. I couldn’t stand either of them, but Michelle’s dinner was not the right place to make a scene.
I hate this stupid bimbo! Spencer was laughing. ‘What’s so funny Spence?’ I turned to him with a suspicious look.
‘The idea of you assaulting Dylan.’
‘Why would that be so funny, Spence?’ Meredith touched Spencer’s arm casually.
He flinched and put some distance between them. ‘Spencer, and that’s because Katherine and Berkeley can’t stand each other, not even for an entire lunch if I can
My stomach was killing me with nervousness, I was about to confront that jerk. I knew I had to try to be nice, I’ve always hated faking and now I was about to swallow my pride. As soon as he entered to the room I took him by his arm and pulled him to the kitchen. I almost didn’t even notice his dark slacks and navy blue blazer over a beige light sweater, almost.
‘I need a word with you Dylan.’ My professional face was on. He followed me, with no other option, I was pulling him hard; and everyone was staring. As soon as we entered the kitchen I started in with my rehearsed speech. ‘Shhh, don’t talk. I hate this, but I adore Michelle, she’s the only girl I can stand and love in the world; and me hating you is killing her. Basically if I want to be friends with her I need to be polite to you. So even when I think you are a pretentious bastard, we are going to fake nice in front of her and Marc. Ok?’
Grinning as if he had won a damn battle, he came closer to me. ‘Bossy tonight, Ms. Bianchi?’
‘It is taking all my strength not to kick your ass right now, so change that tone jackass.’
‘Don’t worry Katherine, I don’t have to “fake nice”, I am as polite as I can be to you.’
‘Oh that’s a shame to the world that you are such a rude bastard that this is being polite. This means no more sex comments ok?’
‘And no more spoiled ice princess bitch ok?’ He laughed a little, but I was determined. We did a handshake; the energy was there, again, so I removed my hand as fast as I could and noticed that we were alone. I didn’t want to be alone with him anymore, I could only think about that mouth on my mouth and it was too dangerous for me to allow that kind of thoughts. I started walking to the door.
‘So I assume you received my flowers.’
I didn’t even turn to him. ‘We’re not doing this Dylan so back the fuck off.’
‘What are we not doing Katherine? And watch that pretty fucking mouth of yours!’
‘We are not discussing something that didn’t happen. So let’s get this show started asshole.’
We went out with no other word. I mingled with the guests and flirted a little with Spencer. Of course casual non dangerous flirting, he was taken, but I had always been more comfortable flirting with taken men, they represented harmless interaction. I was acting nice, even letting some of those stupid bitches approach us. I hadn’t seen Dylan for a while, so for Michelle’s record we were “playing nice”.
‘So Katherine, was that hottie you assaulted in the kitchen Dylan Berkeley? I am dying to meet him.’ Stupid Meredith, a girl Michelle and I knew from school, came to Spencer and me, with her sidekick April. I couldn’t stand either of them, but Michelle’s dinner was not the right place to make a scene.
I hate this stupid bimbo! Spencer was laughing. ‘What’s so funny Spence?’ I turned to him with a suspicious look.
‘The idea of you assaulting Dylan.’
‘Why would that be so funny, Spence?’ Meredith touched Spencer’s arm casually.
He flinched and put some distance between them. ‘Spencer, and that’s because Katherine and Berkeley can’t stand each other, not even for an entire lunch if I can
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