An Unrealistic Relationship: For You or Me?

How Did Emogurl Fall For the Hot Jerk? An Arranged Marriage w/a slight twist Part 2

A/N: Since you guys showed sooo much appreciation to my first part lol I decided to make this MUCH, MUCH LONGER for my adoring fanz!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Oh here's:

Drake: http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg276/cesardah/emo-boy.jpg

Cassi: HYPERLINK "http://emochicks.info/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/cute-emo-girl-picture.jpg" http://emochicks.info/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/cute-emo-girl-picture.jpg

Tristan: HYPERLINK "http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NO2UOMMYKZ0/SGH5XyXSk-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AiURodXbLbE/s400/Cute%2BEmo%2BBoy.jpg" http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NO2UOMMYKZ0/SGH5XyXSk-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AiURodXbLbE/s400/Cute%2BEmo%2BBoy.jpg (Tristan's NOT Emo)

Recap:

I was jarred out of my flash back, by the loud honking of a horn. Looking up out of my tear-filled eyes I quickly swerved to avoid the car backing up out of the drive way.

I pedaled the rest of the way to my brother's apartment, and knocked on the door. Drake opened the door and I stepped in.

"Hey sis, they're at in again aren't they?"

"Yes, and I hate the fact that she still goes back to him even after what he keeps doing to her."

I stayed over at his house until about 7 AM, and walked to my bus stop. As I stepped into Fedrickson High, for my second year of high school, I slipped in my headphones and started listening to Doesn't Mean Anything by Alicia Keys. Yea, I know you're thinking what's wrong with me, I'm emo, and I like R&B. So what I'm not technically emo, I dress that way, and my style is of emo, doesn't mean I can't listen to whatever songs I want to!

Anyways back to the story! Each few minutes I glanced up to make sure that no one was in my way that is until I slammed into what felt like a BRICK wall. Completely embarrassed I looked up and apologized, "I'm so sorry."

Instead of me getting a forgiving remark Jerk Boy said, "Watch where you're going FREAK!"

Glaring at him, I put my headphones back on, shoved past him, and stalked to my locker. I didn't really have friends at this school, since most went to my bro's high school. The bell rang signaling 1st period.

Most of the day went well except for 8 period, Italian class, because Tristan (I found out Jerk boy's name) kept on poking me in my back with his damn finger.

"OK, Tristan what do you want!?"

"For you to apologize for shoving me."

"Hell to the FREAKING no!"

The bell rang finally allowing me to escape from his annoyance. As I was walking to my bike I got a text from my mom.

Cassi, please come straight home, we have guests

I hopped on my bike, and pedaled home. When my mom opened the door, I noticed 3 things.

1.) There was no screaming or yelling.

2.) My favourite food was cooking.

3.) My mom had this sad look on her face.

"Ok, mom what's going on is everything ok?"

"I'm sorry hunney, but you're having an arranged marriage."

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!" She cringed visibly, and spoke in a small voice, "I want what's best for you & they can give you protection. Also I shall be able to leave you step-father."

"Ok mom, but what kept him so quiet??"

"They promised him $50,000."

"What time are they going to come over?"

"They'll be here in about 2 hours so get dressed, and I packed most of your clothes."

I walked upstairs and laid out my outfit, after taking a shower I got dressed in my back mini, Christian Louboutins, and fishnet gloves. I laid down on my bed waiting for my mom to call me.

A/N: heyy I sorry I didn't put more but Ive got a MASSIVE headache and stomachache so I shall post more tomorrow much love n I hope to get between 10-20 reads n VOTE COMMENT FAN, READ, MUCH LOVE AU REVIOR!!!!!!