𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
Rick Hale is the typical bad boy - a mean and wealthy teen who seems to have it all. But when Celine, a old childhood friend, a girl from a different background, moves in with his family after her mother's tragic death in a house fire...
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"I- I'm"
"This is Celine," Rina says from behind me.
"Mom says we knew her when we were younger but I was a baby so I don't really remember but I'm sure you do." Rina adds
He squinted his eye at me examining my looks before turning back to his game.
"Hellooo? Do you remember her?" Rina dragged out.
Silence.
"Fucking asshole I'm talking to you!" Rina spat
At Rina's outburst, Celine was taken aback. She wasn't expecting such a strong response from the young girl.
"Rina shut the fuck up and Get out of my room and take her with you." He yelled back
Wow..Such a handsome face with so much attitude and for no reason whatsoever.
"Come on Rina." I led her out
"I'm so sick of him!" She said
"Cry." He said
And Just like that Rina ran down the steps angry "Mom!" She yelled
"Fucking crybaby." I heard him say from behind the slightly closed door.
That's it.
As Celine walked into Rick's room for the second time, he turned to look at her, his expression showing clear annoyance at her presence. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his lips tightened in a slight frown. He stood up from his gaming chair, towering over her 5'8 self.
As she stood there trying to be friendly with the clearly-annoyed-by-her-presence Rick, Celine hoped to have a civil conversation, regardless of his attitude. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath, preparing to say something that might get his attention.
"The fuck do you want, hm?" He stared
"You didn't have to be so mean to her she was just introducing me or you."
He sighs annoyingly before speaking, "I don't care about who you are, does that answer your question?"
I scrunched up my face in irritation.
As Celine made her way out of the room, she couldn't help but mumble something under her breath. But unfortunately for her, Rick heard it and responded,
"Speak up Kinsley."
"Oh so you do remember me."
"I used to put fucking worms in your hair and clothes Kinsley, of course I do, now can you get the fuck out." his tone harsh
