My Fake Lover

Lexi's POV:

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"What?!" I yelled, hoping nobody heard me from outside the girls bathroom.

"Get Tyler, to be your fake boyfriend." Emily repeated a little bit slower like she was talking to a dumb person. For a second I thought I was going stupid.

"No, I heard you. Your insane, crazy. That's the stupidest thing that ever left your mouth!" I yelled and walked out of the bathroom and into the empty school halls.

Emily followed me. "Come on, you know how much you like Jeremy and how much Jeremy hates Tyler. If he sees both of you together he'd get jealous and realize how totally awesome you are." Who says I'm awesome?

"He doesn't even like me." I rolled my eyes.

"At least Jeremy would get jealous and he deserves to get jealous."

"No Emily, I can't. And besides, Tyler wouldn't even do anything for me. We aren't even friends like we used to be back in elementary school." I said as I reached my locker.

"Please Lexi? Can you at least try? For me?" Emily said with her lower lip up in a pleading way.

"No."

"Please?"

"No way."

"Please?"

"No." "Please?"

I looked at her and sighed. "I can't."

"Look Lex, it's worth the try. Of I doesn't work then what the heck? If it does, then awesome. I'm just asking you to try."

I took my a moment but I finally sighed in defeat. "I'll try."

"Yaaaay!" She bounced up and down like a five year old. Well, that's what she was, my little five year old girl.

"But I'm just warning you, it won't work." Honestly, I'm only saying yes because I know he'll say no. And I was hoping Emily will forget about this whole situation by tomorrow. She's always gossiping about new drama that's happened in our school so maybe this whole thing will be off topic. For good.

"I'm warned." She put he hands up in surrender.

.........

I looked at Courtney's shocked expression. Too shocked for my liking. I just kept looking into her eyes, waiting for her to say something. Anything would be fine. She even can say 'cheese pizza' if she wanted, I just needed to know that she still has a voice. Her lips were dry and slightly parted. And then she finally spoke...

"Really?" Courtney said with shock clear on her face. "That's so unlike you." I thought she'd be laughing, but she looks like she heard me say that men in this universe disappeared and we'd all be forced to become lesbians if we wanted some loving.

I almost miss it. Her weak voice.

"I know, it's so stupid. I hate Tyler. I only agreed because I know there's no way in hell he's going to except me as a fake girlfriend. Emily gets pretty annoying."

"Oh." Courtney said and there was something shown on her face, like something was wrong.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I got up from my bed and stood next to Court, who was looking through my closet. Slowly now, since I interrupted.

'Tyler's gonna be my fake boyfriend!'

That's what I yelled once I walked into my room, finding Courtney here too.

She was looking for something for me to wear to a party going on tonight. I didn't agree to come, but I know Courtney and Emily will drag me all the way there anyway. So there's no point in trying to get out of it. "Why wouldn't I be?" Courtney replied with a question.

"You just seem off."

"It's..." She started but I cut her off.

"Don't you dare tell me it's nothing. I know something is going on." I crossed my hands over my chest. I don't care what she says, but I knew her long enough to know when she's trying to lie or avoid something. I know when there is something wrong with my best friends. I'm not stupid.

"U-Uh." She paused and stayed that way for a while. It took her about a minute to actually look up and continue. "I like Tyler!" She blurted out and took a deep breath of air afterwards, feeling relaxed that she finally got it out her chest.

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"You what!?" My jaw dropped to the ground. I did not expect that. At all. I mean, one of my best friends falling for a guy I despise? I know they're great friends, but still. I didn't like the idea.

"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you this before, but I really, really like Tyler." She said with a guilty expression shown on her pale face. "I'm falling in love, Lex." There's goes my jaw again.....

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"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you this before, but I really, really like Tyler." She said with a guilty expression shown on her pale face. "I'm falling in love, Lex." There's goes my jaw again.

"No it's okay Court. Um... I never thought you'd like a jerk like that, that's all." I said awkwardly.

"Yeah, you know Tyler and I are friends. That's why I'm so scared to tell him. Maybe he wouldn't like me back that way and it would totally ruin our friendship." She walked by my bed and sat down. "How long?" I asked, coming to sit down beside her.

"A few years." She smiled sheepishly.

"And now your telling me?!" I whisper yelled.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry. I thought you'd get mad because you hate him so much."

This all reminds me when I used to like Tyler when I was in fifth grade. I was scared to ruin our friendship. So I didn't tell him, but our friendship ruined anyway.

"Hey guys!" Emily ran out of my bathroom with a nice, short, cocktail dress. It was a strapless yellow that matched her short blonde hair. "How do I look?" She twirled, making the dress twirl with her.

"Oh my god! You look amazing!" Courtney got up and ran to Emily, completely forgetting our previous conversation.

Okay, that was weird. That was just a sudden mood change.

They both then turned to look at me and said, "Your turn," at the same time. They both had matching evil smiles, knowing that I hate playing dress up.

I mentally rolled my eyes. Why do I have to have two blonde friends?

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After an hour of getting ready, we finally went to the party. I had a red off the shoulder top and black skinny jeans. Emily did my makeup and Courtney did my hair. I had red lip stick and a little bit of mascara. My brown hair was curled at the ends so it looked really cute.

They tried to doll me up so Jeremy could see what he's missing on. They're words, not mine.

When we arrived, I slowly walked into the house and as soon as I did, I felt like puking, smelling the awful stench, sweat combined with alcohol.

Loud music was blasting out of the speakers. People were dancing and some were grinding up against each other. Disgusting. I scrunched my nose up in disgust and turned around.

That's when I realized I lost Court and Emily.

Seriously? Right when we get here they both just ditch me? I have great friends.

I signed and since my so-called best friends left me, I decided to go grab a cup of water. I don't drink alcohol because my mom would freaking kill me if she ever found out I did. And from what I've heard, it doesn't taste very good. It's the Devils urine for all I know.

On my way over there, Tyler stepped in front of me causing me to jerk back in surprise. I look him up and down, pretending to be disgusted of his outfit. But he had black jeans on and a dark blue v-neck. His hair was brushed up and he had on his expensive vans.

That freaking jerk always has to look so good. What a show off.

"Move out of my way jerk!" I yelled so he can hear me through the loud music.

"What, Lexi?" I could tell Tyler was pretending he couldn't hear me by the look on his face. What an idiot. "You want to dance?"

"No!" I yelled.

"Maybe you didn't here me clearly. I said, you look fat in those pants." He smirked. I wanted to slap that freaking annoying smirk right off his face.

Before I could get him back with something a genius, Tyler pretended to trip and spill his drink on me. What ever it is. Probably vodka or something disgusting like that.

I gasped loudly. "Tyler, you asshole!" I yelled as loud as I possibly could. I didn't even mind if I was about to cause stares to face my way. This guy was a dick. "Oops." He shrugged. Then he came close and bent down so that he was close to my ears and whispered, "that's payback for what you did at lunch yesterday." Then he walked away before I had the chance to shove him. That's what I wanted to do. Shove him in a box and throw that box down a mountain. Well, then that would have to be a huge box, looking at how tall Tyler is.

I looked down at my shirt and signed in frustration. I walked into the kitchen to find napkins, but left as soon as I saw two people getting at it on the counter.