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"No wonder you’re single, a girl rather have a pretentious douche than a sardonic prick, no matter how attractive," the words flew out of Alice’s mouth without her thinking. Nice job, Alice, she refrained from smacking herself in the face. “Fuck,” she mutters under her breath.
Beck wasn’t surprised at her statement; it’s been thrown at him numerous times before, minus the ‘attractive’ part, of course. He remained passive as he spoke her previous words, “wow, aren’t you a people person.”
“Good. Why would I want someone who doesn’t care to know my business?” Yeah, she felt stupid, she wasn’t sure what she was thinking when she began ranting to him.
Beck was amazed at how Carrie was still there. “Uh, at this point you’re just talking to yourself, right? ‘cause I think I made it clear that I’m not interested.”
Carrie stopped, her lips pressing together to form a thin line. Before she spoke again she gulped. “My mistake. Then disregard everything I just said.”
“Don’t worry, I wasn’t really listening either,” he replied, smiling at her as he lied. He was listening, he just didn’t want to get involved.
“Wow, aren’t you a people person,” she mused, her mood quickly altering from upset to spiteful.
He replied with the same amount of sarcasm as she, “I know, it’s such a burden sometimes.”
“Yeah, I’m not your friend, I didn’t sign up for this,” he remarked, turning away from the other person who was ranting to him.
She rolled her eyes as she looked back down at her essay. “Stop breathing, that’s what I need you to do. You breath quite loudly.” Her eyes moved back up towards the others.
Beck sighed. “Okay, but if anything happens to me, you’re responsible.” He grabbed a random book from his backpack and started reading. Before that, though, he puffed out his cheeks and held his breath. He glanced up from his book to check if she saw what he was doing.
"Oooh okay come in. Thank you for what?" he smiled a bit. "Savannah some guy is here. COME DOWN!!" he smiled staring back at the boy.
“Thank you,” he muttered as he stepped inside their abode. “It’s for a favor. Savannah knows which.”
“I’m Cedric, by the way.”
"Can you go away? I’m trying to study here."
“No,” he replied, sinking lower into his seat. “Does my ridiculously handsome presence bother you? You’ll learn to get used to it.”
Getting on people’s nerves is a hobby (and a talent) of his.
Alexei’s eyes widened substantially. “Well, now what do we do?” he asked desperately! “The police are thinking he’s dead, right?” he confirmed and rubbed his temple. “Oh god, I’m still not awake, help me,”
Once again, Alexei’s reaction intrigued her— confused her, to be exact. She thought he’d be relieved that the man wasn’t dead, it would make for less suspicion of harm.
“Are you suggesting we kill him?,” she asked.