My Fake Lover

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Lexi's POV:

When I got to school the next day, I did my best to avoid both Tyler and Courtney.

Well, I'm always trying to ignore Tyler, but Courtney? Ah, it feels kinda weird since I've been friends with her for years now. And I talk to her everyday. I just don't want to deal with her right now. I'm completely confused and I don't know wethe I'm upset or just really angry.

But both of them are in my first period class, English.

And it's Monday. Who likes Monday's? I'm already grumpy enough. I don't want to keep thinking about what the conversation between her and Jeremy was all about. It was really weird since it involves me. And it also scares me. I have no idea what was it about and it looks as I'm never going to find out.

I even tried to look for Jeremy but almost slapped myself for doing that. I have to keep away from him also.

He's still interested in me even though he told me that he broke up with me because his parents wanted him to be with someone rich, like Brooke.

Maybe he should go out with Tyler. His family is rich. And I'll bet they'd be happy together. Even though they're enemies now.

But seriously, Jeremy broke my heart that day. And I don't want that again.

Speaking of Brooke, I haven't seen her lately. She must be too busy with whatever bitches do.

Yup... I'm still mad at her. I think I'll always hate her.

When I made it to my locker, I neatly put the things I don't need for first period away.

"Wow, it's the Don't-Mess-With-Me-Or-I'll-Kill-You girl."

I looked beside me to see Tyler leaning on the locker next to mine with one shoulder, and his arms crossed over his chest. And there's that smirk of his. Who can miss it?

I scanned him quickly to see that he had a button up back top with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. It really did fit him nicely.

I looked up to meet his beautiful eyes...

My eyes widened as soon as I realized what I was saying to myself.

What the hell is happening to me? I can't be turning into one of those girls.

No way. That's impossible. This jerk will always be a jerk. And a big fat idiot. Except, he's not a bit fat.

Ugh! Shut up Lexi!!!

"What's the look for?" Tyler shot me a confused look saying 'why the hell are you looking at me like that?'

I held in the laughter by biting my lip.

"What's so funny?" He asked me with the same look.

"What's with all the questions?" I mocked his tone.

He rolled his eyes and picked himself off the lockers.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked Tyler when I finished going through my locker.

I shut the locker door and swung my backpack over one shoulder and now was facing him completely. I hugged the books I had in hand against my chest and smiled at him. Except the smile wasn't at all that real. But that smile soon disappeared. I can't smile in front of my enemy. We used to be friends before, and then I had the biggest smile. The most real one.

"What, a guy can't come up to you and talk?"

"No, you can't come up to me and talk." I pointed a finger against his chest.

"And why not?" He asked.

"Because, last time I checked, I hated you... you hated me..." I went around him to walk past. I bumped shoulders with him on the process. "So get out of my face jerk."

Lexi One, Tyler Zero.

"Fine, I just need a favor from you." He said with a hopeful expression.

I let out a sigh and began to walk faster. "I'm going to be late for class."

But sadly, he caught up to me. Well of course he can. He's the star of the soccer team.

"I need you to come over my house and pretend to be my girlfriend." He said walking right beside me. In fact, he was too close for my liking.

"Why?" I asked. "Wait, I don't care why. The answer is no."

"Come on Lexi. Just for one night and that's it. And maybe a few more nights. But It's for my father. He thinks I'm just fooling around with girls and he wants to see me with a real girlfriend."

"You are fooling around with girls you idiot." I sighed in frustration. "And I don't think you'll ever have a 'real girlfriend'." I made quotation marks at the end part.

He hesitated but finally spoke. "Wait- what? You know-" I cut him off.

"I don't care. Just no. I don't care what your father thinks of you. And I don't do favors for my enemies. Or any jerk especially. Plus, there are plenty of girls in this school who would love to be your fake date." "You know, at the party, you said you wanted to be friends again." Tyler smirked.

I stopped walking and turned around to face Tyler.

"I-I was drunk." I stuttered. "And it's all your fault."

"You know what they say, when your drunk, your more true to yourself. Your more honest." Tyler put emphases in the word 'honest' as if i'm never honest.

"I don't believe it."

This guy is going to be the reason of my death. He's putting to much stress on me. Imagine that on my death stone.

'R. I. P Death caused by Tyler Evans the stupid jerk who won't leave her alone.'

Yup, sounds about right.

At that moment, Tyler was just staring at me like I'm the stupidest person on earth.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh nothing." Tyler shook his head. "I just better go. I don't want to get the dumb disease from you." He started walking backwards when he was talking, but turned around to leave.

Jerk.

"Go to hell!" I yelled after him. "And you better leave because I don't want to catch the stupid-idiot-who-ruined-my-life disease!" I heard the jerk laugh lightly as he shook his head, but kept on walking."And your already dumb!" I yelled again. I turned to leave only to see an old janitor with his cart of cleaning supplies, look at me strangely.

I sighed loudly and walked away quickly. I'm going to get detention because of that damn kid.

And I also have first period with him. With that mean English teacher that gave us both detention before to work on the 'stupid-ass project' Yeah, I'm going to call it that.

I didn't even here the freaking bell ring. I guess I'm 'the stupid-ass girl'.

I walked down the hall quickly only to realize I was going the wrings way. I turned around and when I did, turning the corner, I almost bumped into someone.

"Emily!" I said loudly but not excitedly. "You have to help me. I'm so late for class. And I don't want to get detention again because Mr. jerk will also get detention because he's late too and we both have the same crazy English teacher." I ranted. "Okay, Lexi. Just breathe." She put both arms on both of my shoulders.

She was like a mother to me. Only a tough one who knew how to make people scared even though she has the sweetest face of any person I've ever met. Plus, she was taller that I am.

When we were younger, we called her the mother, Courtney the baby sister since she was always the shortest, and I was the bigger sister.

And I called Tyler the evil step father. Since that was the time Tyler and I departed as friends for whatever reason.

"Why was Tyler late?" Emily asked suspiciously.

"Same reason why I am. We were talking. Why are you not in class?" I asked her.

"Oh, I asked to go to the bathroom and speaking of witch, the teacher is going to get suspicious of me." Emily said.

"I know what you can do." She smiled. "You can tell her that you got your period and waited for someone in the bathroom to bring in new tampons." "Mmh. Not bad." I nodded.

"Wait, you could have gone to the nurses office for one. Or even buy one from the bathroom."

"Your right." I sighed.

"You can say your pants ripped and you waited for someone to bring you new ones."

I looked down at my light purple zip up

sweater that perfectly matches the light blue skinny jeans with my grey boots.

"Okay, I'll do that. Now go or your going to get in trouble." I said.