The Escape.

Chelsea was halfway to her room when she saw something. She screamed. "Holy shit!!!! Come here..gr, what's your face!" She watched the spider crawl across the floor. "Kill it! Kill it!!!"
 
He grinned. He'd found her weakness. He walked over casually and laughed. "It's Christian." He simply touched his foot to the floor and it was dead in an instant.
 
Chelsea stood still for a second, making sure its dead. She closed her eyes and breathed silently. "Christian huh.." She frowned. All her life she wanted a boyfriend named Christian. Or a baby, either one. Forget that, she though. "Thanks" she grumbled.
 
Chelsea sat down on the couch, not wanting to go to her room at the second. She hoped he wouldn't blast musicagain but she won't give him the satisfaction of thinking it bothered her.
 
Chelsea watched him flip through the channels. "Ooh! This one." MTV was on and the show was Tosh.0. She grinned at the tv. "He makes me laugh, he.." She stopped. (I have to go to the baseball game. I'll be back later. Love ya my lover. Bye bye)
 
"I don't like you..don't try." Chelsea got up and went to her room. That was uncalled for..but she needed to let him know now she wasnt in to his games. Well, he looked like a player..
 
((Don't worry, Ash. She'll fall eventually like all girls do. :P ))


Chelsea fell for players before. They never ended well either. That's the only thing that stops her from devouring the attention from Christian. She frowned.
 
Chelsea stuck around in her room then decided to get changed. She went through her underclothes and sun clothes. "These ugly clothes..." She looked around more then found her Panic! At The Disco band tee and (provocative) shorts. She smiled satisfied and put lip gloss on, making her way to the front door.
 
Chelsea stopped for a second, seeing Christian sitting on the counter. "Hey D-Bag. My room equals off limits, honey...goodbye." she yelled over her shoulder. She closed the front door and made her way to her truck.
 
She slammed her truck door closed and headed to the nearest (sexy, lingerie) store. She really needed more clothes..
 
(( xD ))


Christian coughed and wiped small beads of sweat from his forhead onto the sleeve of his olive green tee shirt.
 
Chelsea looked around in the store. An idea popped in her head. If she was always played, can't she start playing? It's only fair. She bought a few lingerie outfits and say in her truck looking at the reciept.
 
He set the small object on the countertop and wiped sweat from his forhead again. He threw out all of the scrap pieces he had and walked into his bedroom.
 
She wondered if he had disobeyed her yet by going into her room. She didn't care, because thatd be the first start of playing him. Hopefully her plan will work.
 
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