PROLOGUE

"You're telling me

 to pretend to be your girlfriend?" 

She tries not to burst into hysterics

 but the shock is nearly 

impossible to hide.

The silver hair boy only smirks.

"It won't be too bad, i promise.

 I mean you are dating hollywood's heart throb." 

He runs his fingers through his messy silver hair

 in an all to knowing fashion.

Typical.

She resists the urge to scoff 

at such a cliché action.

"Fine, I'll agree to it

but only if you can identify 

all of the ingredients of the smoothie 

that's hidden under this mattress

simply by laying on it."

"Strawberry and banana."

he says

and for a moment,

everything is just so

nostalgic.

And then it hits her.

"Shit."

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