Bound To Fall In Love

Chapter 1

"I'm going to kill him!" I scream loud enough for all the neighbors to hear. Someone switched out my shampoo with the ugliest green dye I've ever seen and I know it's him. I'm basically seething by the point I reach his house. I'm full on ready to commit murder and I'll be justified because we're resuming our last year of school in a couple of weeks and I can't be looking like the Grinch's twin sister. Yes, unfortunately we go to school together. Gold lead academy is as prestigious as it gets, it's a super expensive boarding school I'm barely able to afford with my scholarship.

Ever since he moved in we've been inseparable mostly because our moms became best friends. They bonded over marrying trash men and have forced us to continually spend time together.

Ringing the doorbell with all my frustration, I already know he's the only one at home as his mum and mine are out shopping so I'm not disturbing her. The door finally opens and standing there with all his irritating glory is Christian. Ugh I want to wipe the smug look off his face.

"Can I help you?" He raises a perfectly arched eyebrow.

"You're literally insane, look what you did to my hair" my once shiny blonde locks now fall in a sickly green to my waist.

"Calm down it's temporary" rolling his eyes before letting me in.

I march all the way into his room before collapsing in his bed

"I really hate you" I say as he walks in. He just laughs like the asshole he is.

"Love you too" he shoots back with a wink and I pretend to gag.

He sits next to where I'm sprawled out on his bed

"I'll get you back for this" I glare at him. Instead of responding he grabs my waist and starts to tickle me. I'm laughing so hard I can't breathe. When he finally let’s go of me my smile is as wide as his. I grab his pillow and smack him with it. He only smiles wider.

This is probably my best kept secret but I don't actually hate Christian. He's actually one of my favorite people in the world. Though I'll never confess to such and everyone in school thinks we hate each other. Both of us competing for valedictorian this year will make things especially tense. But for now I'll enjoy the time we have as friends in secret.

We've been sneaking into each other's rooms for years now. I don't really remember how we moved from strangers to best friends but I'm grateful for it. Spending time with him is my favorite part of the day.

"Alright, come let me help you wash it off” he says

"I got dye remover when I bought the dye" I perk up. "But I think I prefer the green, it really brings out your inner monster"

"I look like the embodiment of a swamp"

"I was thinking more if Shrek was female"

"Fiona had red hair dumbass"

I smack him with his pillow again but I get up. I would do anything to get rid of this hideous color.

I walk into his bathroom and he brings out a stool and places it for me to sit in front of his sink. I adjust until I'm comfortable and my head is under the tap. He brings out the dye remover and turns on the tap.

"What's alternate you doing?" he asks as he massages my scalp. I let out a small hum, my eyes closed. "Probably dancing on your grave after she murders you" I peek at him to see he's smiling. "What's alternate you doing? “I ask back.

"Turning in his grave wondering where it all went wrong" I laugh at this. We've been playing this game for years now. What we would be or be doing in an alternate universe.

"Your ghost wouldn't be haunting me?"

"Oh it definitely would, you'll have to die a virgin as I'll scare off anyone that approaches you"

"You're evil" but he just smirks at me.

He thinks it's funny I haven't had s*x yet but I have valid reasons. For one thing I have to focus on studying. If I'm going to graduate top of my class and beat stupid Zander, I can't be distracted. And for another, boarding school is brutal, privacy and secrets don't exist when everyone is bored out of their minds and looking for entertainment. If I ever slept with anyone it would be all over the school before I could even have breakfast. I'd rather not feed the gossip blogs. That's Christian’s job. Super popular and charismatic. Everyone loves him plus having enough money to probably buy the school only fuels it. He's not picky with who he sleeps with though he hasn't slept with as many people as the rumors say. As his best friend I get all the juicy information about everything. From which guy sucked his d**k to which girl he's dating next. I know it all. And while I love the drama I can't help the irrational jealousy that builds within me sometimes trying to suffocate me. Zander is mine but when we're in school he belongs to everyone and I hate the way that makes me feel.

My hair finally clean, Zander wraps a towel round my shoulders as I get up.

"There you go Cinderella"

"Does that make you my fairy godmother?"

"No that makes me your prince charming, here to save the day"

"I'm pretty sure the prince didn't save Cinderella from anything"

"He saved her from a life of poverty and servitude to her stepmother"

"Oh shut up"

He huffed out a laugh and handed me the hair dryer.

As I blow dried my hair I couldn't help but look round his room, the grey walls, and the king sized bed and thought this might be my favorite place in the world. An unwanted thought slithered into my mind that my favorite place was next to him and I dutifully ignored it.