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    I laughed aloud to myself. Oh, if she only knew how much I dislike 'Mr.
Hotty Pants'. He is a rude, obnoxious, player and I cannot wait until this little
article is written so I can get rid of him. I walked to my bathroom in my
master bedroom and stood in front of the vanity mirror debating on whether
or not to take his advice and take the damn asprin with some water. I opened
the vanity to my medicines taking out the bottle. I popped two in my mouth
and washed them down with some water from the faucet.
    “You should really lock your doors, Vanessa. Someone could sneak in and do
some really bad things to you,” a male voice says sexily from behind me
making the warmth inside of me return.
“Oh, my God!” I jumped and spun around. Ben was leaning against my
bathrooms door frame with his arms crossed.
     
He unfolded his arms and has Maria's note in his hand. He reads, “Mr. Hotty
Pants,” then laughed aloud.
    “What the hell are you doing in my house, Ben?” I ripped the letter from his
hands. “You scared the shit out of me!” I smacked him in the chest with the
letter making a crunching sound.
“I was going to leave but I have to make sure that you don't call either of
your new boy toys,” he winked still leaning against the door frame.
    “Remind me how that is any of your business who I call?” I said as I walked
past him into my bedroom. I grabbed my robe off of my bed and threw it
over my shoulder.
“Ellen McGurthy,” he smiled widely.
     
I groaned out of frustration as I stomped into my closet and shut the door.
“You know, you can't stay here,” I said loudly from the closet.
    “Oh, yes I can. Aunt said to do whatever was necessary,” he was right at the
other side of the door now.
“It doesn't mean breaking and entering into my house, Ben,” I opened the
closet door to see him standing there, jaw flexed. I swallowed hard staring
into his blue eyes. I quickly looked away as it felt as thought I was being
sucked in by a force.
“The door was unlocked,” he shrugged. “I just walked in,” I pushed him out
of the way.
     
“Look, I'm not going to call either one of them tonight,” I plopped down onto
my bed. “I'm seriously tired.”
     
“You have better not, and late night booty calls don't start for at least a few
weeks, got it?” he pointed a finger at me.
     
I angrily poke his chest with my finger. “Ben, I am not-”
     
“It was a joke,” he took my finger in his hand. “Take it easy there, killer,”
    “Whatever, I have got to go to sleep. I'm already feeling the bags form,” I
whined yanking my finger from his grasp. “Good-bye, Ben.” Frustrated, I
ripped my covers back and got in bed, throwing my covers over my head so I
didn't have to see him any longer.
“You are such a party pooper, Vanessa,” he paused waiting for some kind of
response from me. “Alright fine, I'll see you tomorrow for your next lesson,”
    “Nope, sorry... no can do,” I said from under the blankets. The sheet puffed
up with every breath of my sentence. “I have plans tomorrow evening,” I
smiled slyly.
“I do too, no big deal,” he says casually.
    I wish he could see me sticking my tongue out at him right now. “Fine, just
go away,”
“Goodnight, princess...” he hollered from down the hallway. I removed the
blankets as I was feeling utterly smothered.
    I grabbed a pillow as all I could do was scream into it. I was still embarrassed
about what happened at that run down diner Ben took me to, and am so angry
that I feel the urge to do everything I am asked to by Ellen. I should have
stood my ground and told her absolutely not, but I didn't and this is the
consequence I have to pay to make Mrs. McGurthy happy. What is the
consequence you ask? Ben of course... I groaned into my pillow. I sit up
quickly, grabbing my cell phone. Screw this, screw Ben... I am texting
Jordan. I smile.
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    I awaken to the sun shining through my gray-sheer curtains, gracing my tan
skin with warmth. I moaned as I