How to get a boyfriend via blackmail?
Talk to Haley Patterson. She’s an honor student, totally invisible and just like the rest of the girl population in school, she has a massive crush on the rich, golden boy Bryce Colton. Now rumor has it that she hooked up with him. To save him (from her brothers and the cage-fighting boyfriend of the girl he really hooked up with) and save her (reputation), she blackmailed him into being his boyfriend for a month. She wanted other guys to see she’s datable too despite her overprotective and crazy brothers.
Bryce Colton is a hot neat-freak. His Class-A personality made him want his life to be in order, and made him want to control every aspect, with Haley: his life just went over the edge. He didn’t know what to do with his new boyfriend. It was a good thing though, she might help him take his ex off his back. He finds out that being her boyfriend was quite interesting, meeting two three-legged dogs, her crazy brothers, her father who mows the grass at the country club, her mother who seemed to hate him, and well, even Haley herself: she was different and difficult at times.
They have undeniable chemistry despite the difference in their personality. They’re good together, and when they kiss, the world stops. They had set backs, they had some hurdles. They bring the best and worse in each other.
I wanted to remind Haley that Bryce is her FAKE boyfriend. He wasn’t her REAL boyfriend, and sometimes she needs to be reminded of it. Her best friend was living her happy-ever-after, and she felt left out, and it made her yearn for something.
Will their fake relationship be something real?
Blackmail Boyfriend is short, sweet and fun. It can make you laugh, swoon, and yes, there were frustrating-I-want-to-pull-my-hair-out-of-my-scalp moments. But it entertained me and kept me awake the whole night, once I started this one, I didn’t have the heart to put it down.
Bryce stood outside of the theatre looking like an Abercrombie model, wearing dark jeans, a pale blue shirt, and a black leather jacket. As we climbed out of the car and strode across the parking lot, I was privy to the Bryce Colton reality show, where two girls, each as tall as he was, engaged in a hair-toss and giggle-flirt fest.
He laughed and talked with both of them, touching eachof them on the arm in a subtle way. As we drew closer, he spotted us, or should I say, me. Do you think he told those girls his date was here and graciously excused himself from the conversation? Nope. He made eye contact with me, nodded in acknowledgement and then...he continued his conversation.
Real date or not, that was rude, and disrespectful, and I was ten seconds away from telling those girls he was a post- op-transsexual and all his parts were not in working order. Or maybe I should post that information on YouTube. It was a satisfying fantasy. In reality, I stood off to the side with Jane and Nathan, and waited for Bryce to wrap up whatever he was doing.
When he joined us, he said, “Hi.” And nothing more. Why did he have so much to say to those girls while I was only worth a one-syllable greeting? Was there any way I could realistically dump a cherry slushie in his lap during the show?
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