"No babe, I didn't tell you be—"
"You lying bastard! Why you didn't tell me you were a model?" I yelled through the phone.
"I'm coming to your house right now." He said and hanged up the phone while I yelled in anger, I don't even know why am I getting angry?
"Hey." I turned my head to see Carson on the door, he was the last person I excepted to be.
"Carson, what are you doing here?" I asked in confusion.
"Your mom said I can come in and also I was bored." He said going inside of my room and sat on my bed, I rolled my eyes and sat on the ground, staring at him.
"What's wrong, princess?" He asked with a smirk and I grinned.
"Well slave, your friend didn't tell me he was a model back then which made me piss off." I huffed and he burst out of laughter.
"You guys are freakin whipped!"
