JUST FUCK BUDDIES?

I sat there among other people, praying to God for the fundraiser to be over soon. Why the hell did I study mass communication? I sat in the middle of men and women who just scribbled as if their lives depended on it. Maybe it does. I bite my lower lip nervously, my tongue tasted blood, and I immediately stopped.I stared forward, my eyes colliding with the piercing blue eyes. I coughed and looked down at my notepad, I pretended to listen, scribbling madly as I nodded my head intensively.After some hours of eternity, it was finally over. I dragged my buttocks off the seat, longing for the comfort of my home and some Dear Alcohol. But I needed to take his picture first. My hands rolled into a fist as I thought about it."C'mon Cam," I said, half dragging my cameraman who had the luxury of sleeping throughout this shit."Where are we going," he asked, rubbing his eyes, those emerald green eyes that stared at me lustfully at every chance they got."We are going to take a photo of the ma

See babbbbby, I would kill for youuu. I mean die for you..."Okay, I'm changing this right now." I picked up my phone to change my ringtone, my ringtone for four years. I rubbed my eyes. "Jenny," the caller ID read. Why was Jenny calling me? My eyes drifted towards the top left corner of my screen. 8:45! I rushed towards the toilet but stopped and stilled myself. Okay Soph, where do you think you're going? Huh? You've lost your job. Parker is going to kill you! You're dead! Gone! Dismissa! Fireda! Alright, don't panic. You're now jobless but still don't panic. Now you'll blow bubbles and fight crimes."Shit Fuck Shit Fuck!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I stormed the bathroom. I arrive at the building thirty minutes later. I greeted Luke, the security guard who averted his eyes from me. Yeesh! Am I in that much trouble?"Of Course, you are," I kicked myself hard. "Did you expect a welcome party? A hug and a kiss? Or you have done tremendously well by coming too late little Miss

"Someone is following us," Cam said, looking at his rear mirror. I nodded and turned around, staring through the car window, looking at the street lights, and breathing in the nightly air. I wished that life was always like this; The sound of people hustling and bustling, the smell of fried meat, the atmosphere...everything was so wholesome."No, seriously, someone is following us," Jenny said, the toughness in her all gone, replaced with something like alarm and worry.I sighed, "Chill, it's only Frank.""How do you know?" she asked."Cause I know," I said, rolling my eyes. I knew the car as I knew the back of my palm, the driver has been my bodyguard for three months, three months of ecstasy and sorrow."Cam, can you move a little bit faster?""Our...looks like someone is in the mood for an adventure.""Drive Cam."***Why is my door open? Why are the lights on, and who the fuck Is in my apartment?! I reached for my purse, grabbing the pink laser. Whoever the burglar is, he should k

What do you do on a Saturday?I had been lying on the bed in my pajamas for twenty minutes straight, in my messy room. The zeal to do a clean-up wasn’t there. I scrolled through my Instagram page, checking my notifications, and I saw that Slade Rowan had requested to follow me. I clicked his name and went through his profile. After going through it, I rejected his request. Today was only Saturday, which means I had only one day to elope to Mars if I don’t want to face him on Monday.I followed Sam’s advice and I’ve been myself throughout last week and this week, now the moment of Truth is at hand. Can’t I sleep past Monday? I had wanted to call my brothers, but if I did so, they would probably…probably? No, they would abandon all they were doing. I need to talk to someone before I explode. I dialed Cam’s number.“Heyy”“Hey Soph, how’s it going?”“Everything is going well.”“Wow. That’s great.”“Yeah.”Silence.“Okay,” he said.“Okay,” I replied. Groaning, I switched off my phone. Thi

"Sophia! Soph?""Just need to peeeee!" I screamed. Getting into the ladies toilet, I tried to undo my dress which 'our' Ajax has forced me into. A modern day male version of Professor Umbridge. After series of trials and errors, I was freed of the monster of a cloth.Stepping outside, I collided with Cam. "Is he here?" I asked."Nope," he answered. Well, you asked for a fucking interview, and you're late for that fucking interview. What a homo sapien!"Parker asked me to check up on you," he said. Looking at me from head to toe, he continued "and as far as I can see you are not dead. Well, I've got something to do. Some of us aren't star girls... Or boys."Now, why was he giving me the Squidward vibe?"Do you want to be a star boy? We could switch roles and —""And have that Ajax guy hovering over me like a leech? Thank you very much but Cameron is happy with his life,even ifI tug at his elbow as he turned. "Don't go Cam...please." I ignore the twitching of his lips that was about to