Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend 7 7 FLIRTING ISN'T GONNA WORK, PRICK

"He didn't even wait for our reply before sitting,'' I say to myself. 

"HI". Clara smiled as she takes his hand for a hand check. "You look like... 

"Caleb, I'm Caleb... I don't look like anyone but the Caleb everybody knows". He snaps and withdraw his hand from Abby's and extends his hand to me, I look from his face to his extended hand searching for the fucking thing that swells this prick's head. 

"The sit is taken". I say and slaps his hand away from my face. 

"Sorry?". He asks as if I stutter over my words. I kept quiet and continued staring at the coffee cup. "Well... It's only gonna take a few seconds with what I have to say to you".

I wanted to protest but Clara kicks my leg and I look at her bitting down the rude remark I wanted to dash the fucking prick. Clara stands and whispers to my ear "Behave please...he is so handsome". She smiles and walks out of the café. 

"I'm listening". I smile fakely. And watched as he moves closer to me, making our legs touch. God! This dude makes me wanna kick his ass if I could.

He brings his lips to my ear and whisper. "You are super beautiful, I wish I was a mirror in which you look every day. He smiles and uses the back of his hand and simply tap me around my upper elbow. He takes small steps forward with his touch. 

"What's your name?". He asked softly. 

"Lara". 

"Beautiful... But I'd love to call you lassie cause you to look... Awesome". He smiles and Uses the inside of his hand and touches my upper arm, shoulder, back, and he moves closer for some one-armed side-hug. I watch him as he goes along, and gradually increase the duration of each touch.

"Want to get another drink?" he asked. 

"Oh I see, you're trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me". I grin as and watched as an embarrassed smile covered his face. 

"Not really... But kissing you would be my favorite nightmare and I'd like to remind you that I'm Caleb... Every lady's choice ". He smiles and winks making me wonder if this guy is really in his actual sense.

"You see those girls over there?". He points at a group of girls whom I noticed have been staring at us lately. The girls smiled at him and made a shrieking sound. "They are dying for my touch". 

I move closer to him and whisper to him. "Don't worry, I'm quite aware of the fact that your name is Kelab but I'd prefer to call you a Prick cause you are stupid and unpleasant or maybe laddie cause you look a lot like my little kitty".

I smile and brings my lips to his cheek." Flirting Ain't Gonna Work with me, prick". I kiss him lightly on the cheek and walks out of the café in search of Clara. 

...

I felt dizzy as I walked down to where Magritte packed my car this morning when she drove me to school.

I knew Abby would be there with her books and there she is! still studying, I walked to her and open the door. "This isn't exam, you know right". I tell her.

"Yeah... But I have to catch up with those lessons I wasn't present at. Hey, you alright?". Clara asks I carry my head in my hand.

"My head". I whisper and fall on Clara.

Chapter end