Wow. To be honest, I was sad this was fake. So when Cassandra came up to me and told me Emily liked that jerk, I flipped. -Earlier- "Kyle!" I turned, hoping it was Emily. No such luck. "Hey, Kyle," Cassandra said flirtatiously. "What do you want?" I replied bluntly. "Just wanted to ask if you and Em are still going out. Why would she fall for Luke, then, you know?" "What? We're still going out." I said, feeling my face fall. I quickly pulled myself together, though. "That's too bad." She bended down, giving me a view down her shirt. Ew. "Whatever." I turned away and went back to my bike. All of a sudden, my phone rang. It was Emily. "What." I said. I didn't hear what she said next, but said, "You didn't tell me the fake dating thing was over." And ended. I whispered it so Cassandra didn't hear, though. "Hey, Kyle," Cassandra said. "Can you give me a ride?" I shrugged. I guess you can call me a bad boy. I cheer up by breaking girls' hearts. So you can guess what I said next. "You betcha'." I gave her a sly grin. She cheerfully hopped on, grabbed my waist, and I drove. "Thanks for the ride." She said, giving me a quick peck on the cheek. It turned into a make-out session. I didn't feel sparks like I felt with Emily, though. "You're a good kisser." Cassandra said seductively. My face turned hard as she tried to drag me into her house. "You think I like you?" I laughed. "What do you mean?" "I mean that I was using you." She laughed. "I guess I could say the same about you." I drove off and realized that I needed to stop. I needed to stop playing with girls. Because no matter what, I loved Emily. And I was going to get her back. Even if she liked Luke.
Cassandra and I live really close, so when I saw her and Kyle making out, practically in my BACKYARD, I flipped. I fiercely called Kyle, fingers barely able to maneuver fast enough. "Hello?" Kyle said, all cheerful. "Kyle, what the heck do you think you're doing?!" I yelled through the phone. "Um," He said, shocked. "I don't know..." I felt the tears slipping. "I don't like Luke, okay? And the fake boyfriend thing isn't over." "Okay, calm down." "No, Kyle, I WON'T calm down!" I was sobbing now. Ding dong! "I gotta' go." I said, and ended. Kyle was sranding at the front door. "What. Do. You. WANT?!" I growled, probably sounding like a maniac. Kyle's eyes widened. "Um, I..." He sighed. "If it's a fake relationship, why are you so upset? I know this is about Cassandra." "Because…" I lost my tough, scary, maniac look. And slammed the door. I walked to the living room and sat down. Kyle opened the door and welcomed himself in, sitting next to me. "I trusted you." I mumbled. "With my heart." He grinned. "Is that what you wanted to hear?" I screamed. "If that's how you play the game, then fine!" I smirked. "I'll play." Kyle opened his mouth to say something, but I shoved him out yhe door. He looked so innocent. I closed my eyes, let a tear drop, and slid to the floor.