Damn These Boys!

Scarlet's pov

"Okay, I'll meet you there."

As soon as the line cuts I give out a squeal and quickly move around the room to get ready.

I am so excited to meet Alex after spending the last week moping around, waiting for him, while he took a trip back to his hometown to meet his parents.

Putting on a cute sundress I run a hand through my light brown hair to manage the already made curls I did after showering an hour ago. Deciding to keep my look natural I only put on a nude lip gloss and hurriedly matching a pair of black 2-inch sandals with my sundress, I speedily slip them on.

Giving myself a once over I decided that I indeed looked very cute and quickly heading out of my apartment I took the small five-minute walk to the park.

Alex and I first met each other two months ago at a college party. He was the kind of guy that parents would never agree of, a rebel in the making and he was my type.

I initially refused any contact with him, but he had a way with words that would make girls fall at his feet.

I didn't love him yet, but I really liked being with him.

Reaching my destination, I felt my heart flutter at once when I saw him standing there, under a big oak tree waiting for me, exactly where I had first agreed to be his girlfriend.

The sun was going to set soon and the orange hues falling on his face made him look like an angel. It was then that I realized how accustomed I have become to that light smile he had been wearing.

Sneaking up behind him, I lunged at his leather clad back while shouting, "I missed you so much!"

He stumbled forward a little, unprepared, but didn't let me fall as his hands wrap around my legs to steady the two of us.

Laughing slightly, he gently puts me down and turns around to show me his handsome face. The tattoos around his neck and chest are peeping out from the white wife beater he has worn, and it makes him look even more appealing than he already did.

"You had always been a very sneaky girl," He jested, his deep voice immediately gaining my attention to see him smirking down at me.

"But isn't that how you like me?" I asked giving him a flirty smile as I let my gloss covered lips lazily stretch, showcasing my pearly whites.

At this he gave me a big grin, a very rare occurring one. Very similar to the one which I had branded as his fake smile. It was too bright to be true.

He didn't say anything back which was slightly odd and with that same grin intact on his face, he made his way to a nearby bench and sitting down on it as he patted the spot next to him and finally lets out, "I have got something for you."

Alex was the son of rich parents and he had always tried to shower me with costly gifts, but I had continuously refused them. My ego would never let me take things from others in return of my affection.

I had never been a girl who equaled love to money.

Confused, I walked over to him and complained, "I swear if you brought me another expensive gift, I will break up with you."

His expression quickly changed to a grim one on listening to my words and noticing it, I sighed and sat down next to him as I gently cupped his face with my palms. Playing with the shiny metal piercing above his right eyebrow, I softly tell him, looking directly in his eyes, "I really missed you and want nothing else but to relax and cuddle with you."

His eyes flashed with something, but he quickly hid it and pulled away from me at once.

Why was he acting like this?

Taking out a small box from his jean's pocket he placed them in my hand, "Open it."

I tried to argue with him, but he gave me a sharp look and I complied hesitatingly.

I couldn't help the gasp that escaped me at the sight.

The small box contained a very expensive looking sea shell pendant with a silver chain. The sea shell was of a beautiful turquoise color with shades of white and cream blended together. It had a magnificent texture which would make the owner very proud of its rare beauty, but it screamed money and that I could never agree to take.

"Alex, I can't take this," I said trying to force it back into his hands, "This must have cost you a fortune!"

He cleared his throat, something again flashes in his eyes and this time I recognize it.

Guilt.

He was feeling guilty for something, but why?

"Scarlet, please accept this as an apology," He said not meeting my eyes as he looked in the distant with his green eyes shining like jewels.

"Why? What did you do?" I asked frantically, already thinking of the worst.

Did he cheat on me while he was away?

"I didn't do anything yet, but please forgive me for what I am going to do."

He said, his expression changing to an impassive one.

Like the night we first met.

And I instantly knew what was coming, having been in this situation several times before.

"I am breaking up with you Scarlet."

He said it in such an emotionless way that it made me pull myself away from him and instantly to my feet.

The night was now steadily approaching. Dark shadows loomed over each other making it seem as if the nature itself had become sad.

I could feel the tears trying to come out and show my real emotions, but I wouldn't let them make an appearance, at least not for someone who didn't deserve them.

Grasping at my haywire feelings I coldly dared to ask him, "Why?"

He seemed to be shocked at hearing my voice so void of emotions as guilt again blazes through his still beautiful features.

"I didn't mean to hurt you Scarlet, but you were a challenge for me. You were so different from the other girls I had dated, and I had to make you mine."

His words still made my heart flutter a bit, but it instantly became painful thinking about what was happening.

Removing his eyes from my face he stood up and walked a little away from me staring at the horizon where the sun had just set.

"But I realized later that I would never be able to keep you happy."

He then made eye contact and said, "You need a guy who is ready to settle down with you and who will only be committed to you. I can never be that guy and I know in the future I would hurt you. So, it's better if I let you go before you get more hurt than what you already are."

His words were like a pleasant pain.

Pleasant to hear but painful to feel.

"Don't let any rumor get to you and remember you don't have to tell anything which happened between us to anyone if you don't want to. So please Scarlet, accept my gift and keep me as a happy memory that you will never come to look back for."

He takes out the locket from its small box and dangled it in front of my face.

His words finally struck me and instead of feeling sad I felt hot anger coursing through me.

I finally looked past all his sweet talk and realized what he meant and what he actually thought of me.

"You think I am a gold digger, who you can easily get rid of by giving her an expensive gift?" I shouted at him.

It would have been better if he would have just broken up with me but to be labeled as a gold digger was against my self-respect and I valued myself too much to stay quiet like a heartbroken girl.

"No! You have got it all wrong Scarlet."

"Admit it, Alex. You used me and now you want nothing to do with me because you got bored. Don't you think I know about your player ways, but I was too naïve to think that maybe I could be the one to change you."

His face instantly hardened at my words and he opened his mouth to say something when I stopped him by raising my hand.

"Don't worry, I will not go around spreading rumors and that's because I don't want to associate myself to someone like you any further. So, take that fake apology and shove it up your ass because I want to do nothing with the likes of you."

Without giving him another glance, I pick up my pace and walk away not wanting to hear anymore trash that he might spew out.

This has always happened with me.

Boys either dated me for my body or just to pass time. I had been played by them again and again, yet I never seemed to learn from my mistakes.

It seems to me that every guy I have met has only hurt me and now I have taken enough.

I have cried over enough guys to last me a lifetime and now it was my time to make them cry, to take my revenge and to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Wiping the single lone tear which slips out of my eyes I promised myself, looking at the drop of tear on my finger that I will not cry over boys anymore but I'll be the one to make them cry.

"Be careful boys a new player is in town."

"Are you sure Scarlet?"

Blu has been interrogating me for the past fifteen minutes since I dropped the bomb on her and it seemed to me that she was nowhere finished yet.

"Yes Blu, I am sure. I have already thought about it."

"I still don't have a nice feeling about this. I understand that you were hurt but this isn't the right way to go about things Scar," She said looking at me worriedly while sitting on the couch in our small apartment living room.

"I know it isn't the nicest thing to do and that's exactly why I am doing this, Blu."

"I support Scar, all boys are dogs and they need to be taught a lesson," my loud-mouthed best friend said as she backed me up, targeting a condescending smirk at Blu while making herself comfortable on the love seat she now occupied.

She says that even though she has a boyfriend.

"Denise, you already have a boyfriend who treats you like a princess, you are in no position to say that," Blu huffed while glaring at Denise, her slight animosity for her getting out.

"I am just stating facts, and Ryan is an exception; he doesn't count," She jabbed, getting a little defensive. Her face twisted into an ugly scowl and my best friend and my twin seem to get into a staring match forgetting the main person regarding this situation, me.

"Guys stop! I don't want you bickering again. Remember what I said, agree to disagree," I scolded them, knowing well enough that if I didn't interfere, they would soon be at each other's throats like cats and dogs. They both refuse to back down for a moment and glaring at them I sat down opposite to Denise on the other loveseat.

"Don't look at me. She started it," Denise accusingly points a manicured nail at Blu who ignored her and turning to me again took on a sad look.

"I think you should give your heart some time to heal first. It has only been a day since your breakup. Don't you think you are rushing to conclusions very soon?"

Blu and I are twins, but our personalities are quite different. She had been a 'good girl' all her life where as I had been more of a rebel.

She was known for taking good decisions and I was known for being more impulsive. At twenty she looked more like a teenager but with brains of a mature woman.

Denise Scott had been my best friend since junior year of high school when she first joined our school. She was very similar to me and was always by my side getting in trouble while Blu tried to get us out of the mess.

It has been since then that Blu has always blamed her as a bad influence for all my mistakes and Denise thinks that Blu always ruins all the fun, thus the slight enmity they have for each other.

Right now, Blu looked troubled, probably again worrying about me while Denise casually scrolled through her phone not paying much attention to either of us.

"I am older than you Blu. Stop questioning me. I have already made up my mind and what happened yesterday is something I don't care much about," I said staring at her with seriousness. I didn't want her to see my pain past the pretense.

"Shut up! You are only older than me by five minutes," She pouted accepting defeat as she knew how stubborn I could be once I set my mind to something.

Huffing she said "I know there is nothing I can say that can change your mind, so I guess I'll just have to keep an eye on you."

Grinning at her words I get up to give her a hug as I plopped on the couch beside her and wrapping my arms around her tightly, I said, "Thank you, thank you so much! You know I feel better now that you are there to look after me."

"But I do not support you in this madness."

"I know" I cheered, grinning at her, happy to have my sister's back.

"How are you going to go about your plan then?" she asked pulling away from me as she got all serious. It was a given that now that she cannot stop me, she would at least keep her tabs on my every move. Honestly, I found it really adorable to have her looking out for me.

I quickly go over my plan with her that is simply playing the boys like they have been playing me all my life.

Getting up and stand in front of her as if ready to give a presentation I put out four of my fingers and said, "It's very simple."

"First I'll date them." I put down my little finger.

"Second I'll win their trust." I put down my ring finger.

"Third I'll make them fall for me." Another finger goes down.

"Fourth I'll break their heart and leave them." My last finger goes down.

"And then we party!" Denise shouted from the love seat gaining herself a disgusted look from Blu while I could only chuckle at my best friend.

"It will not be as easy as you think. It will take a lot of time and how many boys do you really think you can play and for how long are you going to do this?" Blu asked her eyebrows creased while her brown eyes stared right into my similar ones.

But her words made me pause for a second as I thought.

How long am I really planning to do this?

As if sensing my hesitance Denise rose to her feet and coming beside me to face Blu she said, "Don't worry Blu, she can do this until she finds her 'The One' for her and till then let those boys suffer like they have been making us girls do."

Denise's words help me reinforce my confidence and I send my sister a sweet smile.

"Just please don't get hurt."

"Oh Blu, it's those damn boys' time to get hurt. She has had enough. Remember how her past three high school boyfriends had made her cry. Seeing her like that was one of my worst experiences."

Denise's words felt like a blow to my gut.

Memories of all the past mistakes I had made and how much I had let them affect me came rushing through me like molten lava. It boiled my blood as I remembered how much of an asshole, they were to treat me like they did.

Alex was the only one for whom I didn't shed any tears after coming back home after a break up.

Blu sat with me yesterday listening to everything I had to say, coaxing me to cry and to let the pain out but I couldn't cry.

Not after what I had promised to myself.

"And guys in Uni are no different, they just want to have-"

"Denise, I think we all understand your point," Blu spoke, abruptly stopping Denise from completing her rant.

She had always been the one to understand my feelings without even having to look at my face. Call it twin telepathy or anything else but I was very thankful for my sister and that, she cut her off at that moment.

At times my best friend could be so clueless.

She had no idea how much it still hurt remembering all the pain I had to face in the past. It ached me every time to think that I invested so much of my precious time and affection caring and loving them only for all of it to go to waste.

"Why don't you two go out for dinner? It's almost time and I would have joined you, but I already made plans with my dance crew," Blu said getting up to head out but not before giving me a hug. I could feel the tension dissipate from my body at her hug and finally waving and shouting out a bye, she walked out of the small living room.

"What do you say Scar? Let's go to Sabrosa," Denise suggested or more like demanded as I saw her already taking out her keys from her purse, not even waiting to hear my answer before she skipped out of the room.

A small smile broke on my face at her antics.

She really was a weird one.

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"Where do you think we should find our first prey?" Denise asked as she looked through the menu, sitting in front of me.

"I have no idea, Denny," I confessed truthfully as I looked through the menu as well.

I might have made this plan but now that I must go through with it, it seemed much more difficult than I thought.

"What would you beautiful ladies like to order, today?"

A waiter came greeting us. He had a big smile on his face, clearly the one he had to put on for the sake of his job, as he looked down at his notepad to write our orders.

Unable to decide for myself I let Denise order two chicken fajita rice bowls and plain water for the both of us as she had already declared on our way here that this was going to be her treat.

Removing my gaze from my rambling best friend I observed our waiter for the night. He looked to be around our age and when he turned to face me his eyes seemed to pop open a little as he stuttered, "W-Would you like anything else along with it?"

It was like God had listened to my problems and sent him as the solution. He was already into me.

He was to be my first prey.

Giving him my most flirty smile, I tilt my head up towards him and said, "Yes, you."

This seemed to make him even more flustered and giving me a shy smile, he quickly walked away.

"Are you sure he is the one?" Denise asked leaning forward towards me and not so subtly, pointed at him.

Swiftly putting her finger down, I nodded my head already feeling excited to start with my mission.

"How are you going to ask him out?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but it wouldn't be very hard I am sure, he already seems to find me attractive," I condescendingly said looking at him, and when our eyes met, I gave him a sugary smile.

"He doesn't look too bad himself; I gotta give that to him," She said critiquing him openly and if I had to be honest he did look very handsome.

After around ten minutes when our dishes our brought back I am disappointed to see that it is some other girl and not him who had been here to serve us and I couldn't stop the frown from appearing on my face.

"I think you scared him," Denise laughed immediately digging into her food as she looked at the retreating figure of the waitress.

"You don't think I had been too direct, do you?" I asked worriedly while raking my eyes around to hopefully get a glimpse of him again.

"Well," she started to say, stretching the word a little too long and then ended it with a, "Maybe."

"Damn! Why did I have to say that?" I hissed, cursing myself and grudgingly started eating my food that would hopefully provide some comfort to me.

We continued bickering about the plan some more when Denise asked for the bill which to our luck was being brought by him.

Maybe I could still get him to go out with me.

He smiled at me and gave me the bill even though Denise extended her hand out to take it and as soon as I took it he rushed away at once, getting back to his job.

Denise snatched it from me before I could take a look and opening it to look at it, she let out a squeal, "You vixen!"

Pouting at her I waited for whatever the reason was for her words and showing me the bill, I noticed something that made my eyes widen. Written below in small neat figures were a set of numbers with a name beside it.

He had given me his number!

I smirked at Denise taking the bill from her.

This just got so much easier.

Scarlet's pov

Making sure I had put in the right number I leaned against the headboard of my bed.

Andrew.

The name was neatly scrawled on the bill. It wasn't the most beautiful writing I had seen but it still seemed like he had tried his best.

He must be a guy who appreciated little details.

"Hello?" a slight groggy voice said from the other side. It sounded like he had just woken up from the call.

I checked the time; it was three in the afternoon.

I guess I disturbed his nap. I just hope he doesn't get pissed and blows me off, and then my plan would already end even before it began properly.

"Hey, it's Scarlet; you gave me your number yesterday at Sabrosa, remember?" I asked, saccharine mixed in my voice and I cringed as soon as it left my mouth.

Sweetness and I didn't go together, not unless the person it was being used for was really important to me.

"Scarlet?" he mumbled, his voice still sounding sleepy.

Did this asshole already forget me?

"It's okay. Call me when you wake up. I am sorry I disturbed you," I sweetly apologized, ready to cut the call when I heard him shout, "Wait, wait! I am awake."

I guess his brain finally remembered the details of the night before and decided to jerk him awake because his voice sounded very frantic and that immediately put an impish smile on my face.

A clearing of a throat could be heard and then he said, "I am sorry. I was taking a nap and my sleep induced self didn't realize that the cute girl from the diner has actually called me."

He must have still been a little muddle headed because while rambling he didn't seem to realize what he had called me, and it made a brilliant opportunity for me to tease him.

"So, you think I am cute?"

"Huh?"

"You just called me 'the cute girl from the diner'."

"I -uh yeah, I guess I did call you that but that was because I didn't know your name," he stammered trying to excuse himself and to get out of this awkward situation, but I just couldn't leave him so easily.

"Did you have a good nap?" I asked already thinking of ways to fluster him more.

"Yeah, I did?" He said sounding confused but that was exactly what I wanted him to say.

"Was it because you were dreaming about me?"

"What? No!" he shouted, clearly embarrassed.

I pulled the phone away from my ear and covered my mouth with my hand, laughing silently. It had been a while since I had met someone like him, someone who isn't trying to be the stereotypical bad boy.

Gluing the phone to my ear again, I said in the most innocent voice I could muster, "What if I say I wanted you to dream about me?"

I waited for his response, but I got none. The line remained silent for a while and then he squeaked, "Really?"

At this I couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled out of me and at that exact moment Denise entered my room giving me a questioning glance making my laughter double up.

I heard mild cussing from that side that I couldn't decipher but it was something along the lines of calling himself an idiot.

Sobering up a bit I said, "Sure if you want to, it's not like I can control your dreams."

Denise gestured for me to put the call on speaker while coming to sit beside me on my bed and immediately putting him on speaker I signaled her to stay quiet.

"Uh- yeah okay, thank you." His awkwardness was really something rare to witness and I wondered how he had come so far in his life without changing his nature.

"It's alright I was just messing with you for a little bit," I said giving a smirk to Denise who was shaking her head at my antics already guessing what must have been going on.

"Yeah, I figured it out a little later," he mumbled most probably blushing.

"Anyways so when are you taking me out on a date?" I asked getting to the main reason of this call. I needed to start working on my plan and for that I needed to complete the first step and that was to start dating him. I had already spent a lot of time making fun of him today and I couldn't afford to waste anymore.

It was time to get down to business.

"Uh I never thought that you would actually call me, so I didn't have anything planned but how about I take you to the movies this Friday?" he asked hopefully.

Denise rolled her eyes from beside me, probably unimpressed by his confession and lack of smooth talk. It seemed like he was not very experienced in talking to girls and getting their attention which is odd because he looked very cute.

If I wasn't on a mission to hurt boys, I might have given him a chance.

"Friday works fine for me. I'll send you my address so that you can come pick me up."

Now that the deal was made, I had no longer interest in talking to him. I had already entertained him for way long and although it was fun while it lasted, I had places to be and people to meet.

"Okay, can't wait to meet you," he said, and I could hear suppressed excitement in his voice.

"And I can't wait to see your gorgeous face! Until then keep dreaming about me," I giggled, faking excitement and finally ended the call.

"So, what do you think?" I asked Denise looking over at her to see her texting someone while roaming around in my room.

"Yeah, wait give me a minute, I am just texting Ryan," She muttered distractedly, while still typing on her phone at a fast rate.

"Bitch hurry up, I have to go to meet with Charlie and Blu too," I huffed annoyed that she won't pay attention to me when I just completed the first part of my plan.

Ryan is a cool guy and sometimes hangs out with us. He and Denise met each other in the beginning of university and they have stuck to each other ever since.

He seemed to be a very patient guy to handle my stubborn best friend, but this is the longest Denise has been with anyone and sometimes I feel like they might be made for each other.

I have never seen someone understand Denise and care for her like he does. It makes my heart cry out in desperate need to find someone like him.

"Don't worry I heard everything, and I agree to the plan. A movie date is always a classic and would giving him time to grow comfortable around you is a good idea. He sounds like a shy guy, so I guess this might help him open up," she said standing in front of me, nodding solemnly like she had just disclosed a big mystery.

She hardly ever takes out her rare thinking side. Usually, we both are careless and always end up going to Blu when we are too deep in some shit.

"I guess you are right, I didn't even give it that much thought I just went with the first thought that came to my mind," I confessed honestly. I feel no shame in admitting that I always act before thinking.

"Anyways Charlie's back, huh?" she asked while plopping beside me again.

"Yeah, Blu is already there. I gotta get ready and reach there by four thirty or else they'll be at my case. So, I'll meet you tomorrow in school," I state rather than ask her while sending her a sorry smile for not being able to hang out with her.

"Yeah, yeah I understand. I am going and you better hurry or else you'll definitely be late," rolling her eyes she got up to give me a hug before sashaying out of my room without looking back at me.

She is such a drama queen!

Chuckling at her I walk over to my closet and take out a plain white t-shirt and black sweat pants knowing completely well that if today ended up being a sleepover then I would need to be as relaxed as possible.

Besides there was no one there for whom I had to dress to impress.

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Pulling my car up on the driveway beside another similar looking one I realized that I had yet again been late to meet them. A blue Ford Fiesta shone beside my black one as if mocking me to say that it had yet again been on time and I had not.

The cars were a graduation gift to Blu and me from our parents. Even though we insisted that they didn't have to spend money on us they were never the one to listen.

I vaguely remember mum saying something along the lines that we shouldn't teach them what to do as they were the parents and if they wanted to spoil us with something then they would, no matter how old we get.

I chuckled at that memory.

Without wasting more time, I got inside the small house using the key given to me bracing myself for whatever lay ahead of me.

"Finally, she graces us with her presence," his voice was full of sarcasm and when I looked at him, he already had his hand placed on his hips like he was angry at me for being late while Blu was standing behind him with a hand covering her mouth, trying to control her laughter at what was going to happen next.

This was never good.

I sent her a pleading look to help me, but she shook her head letting me know that I was all on my own.

"Don't you dare ask for her help!" He must have caught on to the fact that Blu was behind him because he didn't even spare her glance as he just stared at me as if he was trying to burn holes in my head.

"Who said I needed her help? What do you think you are going to do huh?" I mocked, already knowing that I had to play along to end this. There was no other escape.

"I had already warned you the last time that if you turn up late to hang out with us, I will break all ties with you. Now you see, I don't back down on my words. You have left me with no choice unless you apologize," He said, a betrayed expression playing on his features as he melodramatically put the back of his palm against his forehead while tilting his head a bit.

I rolled my eyes at him. Already used to his dramatic ways.

"I guess this friendship ends here then," I said already knowing what's coming next while laughing in my head.

He gasped just as I had thought and looked as if my words had physically hurt him. Putting a hand to his heart he staggered towards me and then fell on his knees in front of me as if it was too draining for his body to stand straight.

"Your words wound me. My heart, it pains. I thought you will fight for our friendship, but I guess I never really meant much to you. I suppose it's goodbye Blu, my only best friend. This monster has injured my heart," He said as he put a hand on the right side of his chest.

Giggling silently Blu took his hand and placed it where his heart actually was and said in her most believable sad voice, "I know, I will miss you, Lee. You deserve someone so much better someone who respects you and your friendship. A person who values your time and efforts," She said as she sat and placed an arm around him as if giving support to a person speaking his last wishes.

I couldn't take it anymore I knew what they wanted to hear, and they wouldn't stop until I said it, "Okay fine! I am sorry, and I'll try to be punctual."

They both immediately got up and grinned at me, "See that wasn't so hard."

He then turned to Blu and raised his hand to high five her which she returned with the same enthusiasm.

This guy never acts like a twenty-one-year-old.

Why was I surrounded with such dramatic people?

"Guys, Is this necessary? You both act the same way as when we were five," I scowled at them knowing well that making fun of me was their favorite pastime.

"Aww grumpy, don't be a killjoy you know you love it!" Blu said as she pouted at me.

"Now come here and give your best friend a big hug, I missed you." Charlie said as he opened his big muscular arms wide to give me a bear hug and although I secretly loved them, I made a face at him before letting him pull me in.

A second later I felt Blu trying to wrap her arms around both of us from behind me and right then and there, I felt the happiest I had felt in a while now.

"Now that we have you trapped. Tell me all about your latest boy drama and whether I have to beat someone up?"

I groaned.

This was going to be a long sleepover.