Page 27 of My Fake Relationship With the Popular Boy
“Mercy!” he yelled out, though he was still laughing. He threw his arm up to block the throw. “Mercy!”
Feeling like I’d made my point, I stopped hitting him, though I didn’t drop the pillow yet. Once he put his arm back down, looking at me in trepidation all the while, and finally let down his guard, I threw the pillow straight at his face.
“Ow!” he cried. He chucked the pillow across the room so I couldn’t reach it.
“Behave,” I said. “Or you can sleep on the floor.”
“I promise I won’t say anything more,” he said, holding his hands up in surrender.
“And you better not try anything,” I added, pointing an accusing finger at him.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
“I mean it,” I said. I looked at him seriously. “I will forcibly kick you off the bed if I have to.”
“I swear I won’t do anything.” He was still laughing, though, which made his words a little less impactful.
“You also better stop laughing,” I said.
“You can’t outlaw laughter!” he protested.
“I can do whatever I want,” I said. “And if you want me to keep going with this fake relationship, you better listen.”
“Okay,” he said. He nodded. “I’ll do my best to stop laughing.”
I studied him for a moment before I finally nodded and laid back down. I pulled the comforter all the way up to my chin again and turned my back to Jaxon. Behind me, I heard him shift to face the other way as well.
“You better not come onto my side of the bed,” I added.
“You have a lot of rules.”
“I’m just being prepared,” I said. “I know how much of a play boy you are and I don’t want you to get any ideas.”
He didn’t respond to that, which I didn’t find too strange — but a minute later, I noticed that he stopped laughing altogether.
ten
The next day,the teachers made us meet in the lobby at nine a.m. The meeting seemed pretty useless to me, though, because all they told us was that we were free to explore the city again until four o’clock, when we had to reconvene to get ready for dinner.
Like the day before, Madison and I immediately gravitated toward each other, then met up with Sabrina, Jaxon, and Eli.
“Does anybody else feel like the teachers are just giving us free time so they don’t have to actually chaperone?” Eli asked.
“Yeah, but do you really care?” Madison asked. “Would you prefer to spend all day with the whole class and our teachers?”
Eli shook his head. “Definitely not.”
“Is there anything you guys want to do?” I asked. Nobody responded. I guessed that everyone, like me, kind of assumed the teachers would plan activities for us to do while we were here and therefore hadn’t looked up stuff to do in the city.
“We could just walk around and explore,” Eli said. “Maybe do some shopping.”
“That sounds good to me,” Madison said. Everyone else nodded along as well.
“All right, let’s go!” Jaxon exclaimed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me outside.
“Jaxon!” I laughed, as I struggled to keep up. Once we were on the sidewalk, he suddenly stopped.
“By the way, I love your…” He frowned and tilted his head as he studied my clothes. “What’s it called?”
