Chapter 5
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Chapter 5
I tap my foot impatiently as I continue to practically spam my mom in hopes of her answering.
Spoiler alert.
She doesn't answer.
"Do you need a lift?" I hear someone ask as they pull up in front of me
I look up from my phone only for my eyes to meet an amazing pair of green eyes.
Belonging to none other than Belleza.
I smile slightly as I walk up to her opened window.
"Are you stalking me?" I question with a teasing tone
First the hallway incident and now this.
"No, I just happen to be in the right place at the right time" she says with a shrug as she continues to beam at me
I contemplate her offer.
This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
But my mom told me to never take a ride from strangers.
But she's technically not a stranger, plus she's my idol.
"Okay, I do need a lift" I reply to her previous question
"Great" She says as she unlocks her car doors
I walk back over to my stuff and quickly grab it before opening her backdoor and placing my bags on the seat.
I quickly close the door and hop into the passenger seat before anyone sees me.
I don't want anyone to take a photo of us.
It'll be taken out of context which will be spread worldwide.
And since she's currently at the top of the charts the paparazzi's will probably swarm me any chance that they get just so they could make a quick buck.
"Here, wear this" she says as she hands me a black baseball cap and a pair of wide sunglasses
I quickly put them on as she pulls away from the curb.
As soon as we exit our school's gate I'm blinded by the bright flashes of the cameras.
I feel my head start to ache as dots dance in my vision.
My breathing also starts to accelerate as some of them knock on the car's windows.
I hear faint yells of Belleza's name accompanied by 'who is she?'.
Before Belleza pulls out into the streets I hear someone yell something that causes my heart rate to drastically speed up
"Does our favorite actress have a secret lover?"
Oh god.
This is bad.
At least they don't know what I look like.
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I gave her directions to my house as soon as we lost the paparazzi.
I was silent during the car ride as I let my mind wonder.
Is it always like that for her?
She always seems so levelheaded, I would've never noticed.
"Is this the right house?" She suddenly asks which causes me to jump
I quickly glance over towards her window only to find out that she's in front of my house.
When did we get here?
"Uh, yeah" I say as I shake my head to rid my mind of any bad thoughts
I unbuckle my seatbelt and get out of her car before opening the backdoor and grabbing all my bags.
Would it be weird to invite her into my house?
No, not like that.
Like as a thanks for her driving me home.
I nervously close the door before I walk up to her opened window.
"Would you like to come inside for lunch?" I ask her
She looks at me with curiosity which causes me to blush as I look down at my shoes with nervousness.
"Thank you, but I don't want to intrude" she says politely with a smile
"No, you wouldn't be intruding," I say as I look up to meet her eyes
"Think of it as a thanks for driving me home" I persuade
She looks like she's contemplating my offer by the way she's biting her lower lip.
Im not going to lie.
I'd be lying if I were to say that my lower regions didn't start to tingle.
"Okay" she says
I beam brightly as she kills the engine and quickly hops out of her car.
I slowly lead her towards my house since my bags are slowing me down.
As soon as I reach my front door I twist the doorknob and push it open.
I place my cheer bag down near the front door before leading Belleza into our kitchen where my mom is cutting up a ball of lettuce.
"Hey mom, I invited a friend over, I hope you don't mind" I say as I place my backpack down and grab a bottle of water
"No, not at al-" she starts to say but stops when her eyes land on Belleza
"Charlotte?" She questions with a shocked expression on her face
I look at my mom with a confused look as Belleza's face remains neutral.
She's not giving anything away.
"Mom, this is Belleza" I say as I continue to give her a confused look
"The celebrity that you have a crush on?" My mom reveals with obvious confusion
I feel my cheeks start to heat up with embarrassment.
"I don't have a crush on her" I say with wide eyes as if I'm silently telling her to 'shut up '
Belleza watches me with an amused expression as she raises her eyebrow at me.
"We'll be upstairs, call us down when the food is ready" I say quickly before grabbing Belleza's wrist
I ignore the tingles that start to erupt throughout my arm as I quickly drag her upstairs before my mom can embarrass me any further.
When we enter my bedroom I sigh in relief as I let go of Belleza's wrist.
"Wow" Belleza says in shock as she intently observes my bedroom from ceiling to floor
Shit.
I just pulled a celebrity into my room.
I just pulled a celebrity into my room!
Why did I do that?!
She shifts her bright eyes from my dresser to my bed.
Her eyes linger on my bed a little longer than they did anywhere else as she bites her lower lip.
I see her irises darken a little but shake my head as realize that I'm just hallucinating.
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