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I Love to Hate You (1)

I Love to Hate You (1)

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Typical teenage love story
Typical teenage love story

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Published by: Jade on Jun 26, 2009
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Juliana gazed out the window at the moving van parked in front of the house nextdoor. A lady got out with a little boy, holding his hand firmly and Juliana clappedgleefully. Finally someone to play with! She raced downstairs and crashed into her father as he stepped in front of the staircase.“Whoa honey. Slow down.” He grinned down at her and ruffled her hair. She jumped around impatiently as her mother calmly opened the door. Dashing past them sheskidded to a halt in front of the new people.“Hi!” she grinned at the lady who smiled back as the boy narrowed his eyes.“Juliana!” her mother scolded, walking up to stand beside her. “What have wetold you about running across other peoples’ lawns?”“Sorry Mommy. I promise I won’t do it again.” The nice lady laughed.“Nice to meet you folks. I’m Tina and this is my son Caleb.” She patted Caleb’shead lovingly.“I’m Heather, and this is my husband Tom. And this is Juliana.” Juliana stuck outher hand and Laura shook it, laughing.“You’re a smart young lady aren’t you?”“Daddy says I am!” Juliana glanced at Caleb, who was gazing off into thedistance. “Can I go play with Caleb? Please Mommy?”“If Caleb wants to, go right ahead.”“Caleb would love to.” Laura smiled down at her son, before gently pushing himtowards Juliana. “Would you folks like to come in? I can make some coffee-““Actually we came over to see if you needed help unpacking…” Tom started asthe grownups walked towards the house, leaving the kids on the front lawn.“Come on!” Juliana grabbed Caleb’s hand and pulled him across the street to thesmall neighborhood playground. Releasing his hand, she tapped him on the shoulder andran away screeching “You’re it!”“I don’t want to play with you.” Caleb said haughtily, wiping his hand on the frontof his black t-shirt. Juliana stopped in her tracks and looked back at him, a confusedexpression wrinkling her forehead.“Why not?” she asked, honestly bewildered.“I don’t like playing with girls.” He smirked and walked away, leaving her  puzzled and hurt in the middle of the playground.Eight years later, when they were both in grade 12, Juliana had given up hope of  being friends. Caleb tormented her every time he could, and that was often. One time, hehad even cut off her hair. She never forgave him for that. He was rather popular as he wasgood at almost anything, while she preferred to stay out of the spotlight, staying home asmuch as possible and hiding herself underneath big sweatshirts and track pants. Her  parents worried, but when Juliana told them she had plenty of friends and a boyfriend,they gladly believed her.“Hey Jules! Wait up!” Caleb called, waving and walking towards her. She ignoredhim and walked down the street, music pounding in her ears. Pulling her hood over her head and jamming her hands into her pockets, Her mind scurried for answers. There hadto be something. She could have cried in frustration. Caleb caught up and yanked her hood down. “Jules!”“What?!” she snapped, yanking her earphones out and glaring at him. He grinnedat her.
“I didn’t see you in class today.” He shook his finger at her and she was temptedto bite it off.“I was in the library.”“The goody-two shoes Juliana skipping?” he raised his eyebrow. She shot him anice-cold glare and quickened her pace. He fell into step beside her again. “I heard youguys are holding the neighborhood barbecue this month. And there’s something about thismysterious boyfriend you’ve told your parents about.” He winked at her. “Anyone Iknow?”“Get lost Caleb.”“Touchy… So I must know him then!”“I said GET LOST.”“Nah, I’m good where I am. So tell me, little princess, whose the poor sucker stuck with you?” Her heart quickened slightly at the nickname, but she ignored it.“No one you know.”“More like no one anyone knows. Least of all you.” He grinned at her slightshock. “Really Jules, you think you could date someone and I wouldn’t know?”“Yes.” She muttered and promptly stomped on his foot without missing a beat inher step. He yelped and hopped for awhile, nursing his sore foot and glaring at her back.“You shouldn’t have done that. I was just about to offer to help you too.” Shesnorted but paused to wait for him.“Help? From you? I’d rather die.”“Or disappoint your parents?” She hesitated and he hid a grin behind his hand. Hehad her locked tight, and they both knew it. He felt excitement stir in his gut.“Fine.” She frowned unhappily. “What help were you thinking of?”“I could pretend to be your boyfriend.” He held his breath. She stared.“What?!”“Wow Jules…chill. It’s just for the barbecue. I’ll pretend to break up with you thenext day.”“Gee thanks! What a great offer!” she said, sarcasm laying heavy on her tone.“What’s the catch?”“You help me get Melissa Steron off my back about a date.” She glanced at him.“I thought you liked her?”“She’s a pain and talks way too much, when I’d rather be doing…other things.”“Like you’ve ever done “other” things before.” She said, snorting in disbelief.“More than you have.” She turned her head to glare at him.“Excuse me? Was that a slight at my virginity?”“So you are a virgin then.” He said mildly, resisting the urge to dance for happiness.“I never said I was.” She raised her head haughtily and he suppressed the flicker of anger.“Well? Are you going to accept or what?”“Do I have a choice?” she said, sighing.“Not really.”“Fine. We’ll be boyfriend-girlfriend for one day and that’s it.”“Two days.” He corrected. “Or more if Melissa needs more convincing.” Sheglared at him, before throwing up her hands in defeat.
“Fine!”“Oh. There are some requirements to being my girlfriend, by the way.”“What the fuck? Requirements?!”“Yup. For example, all my girlfriends dress sexy, not in huge oversized clothes.”He plucked at her sleeve disdainfully, before pulling at the baseball cap covering her hair,which he had personally cut a little under a year ago, much to her anger and hisamusement.“Anything else you egotistical moron?” she said, crossing her arms and steppingaway. He was shaking with suppressed laughter and she hated that he was laughing at her.If only looks could kill…“Yah. One more thing. She has to be a good kisser.” He winked at her suggestively. She snorted with utter contempt.“Save it for your real girlfriend.”“Don’t you want your parents to believe it?”“Yah, but what does that have to do with kissing?”“Well, couples kiss don’t they? Which reminds me. We need to practice, to makeit look like we’ve been kissing for awhile. No clinging.” He warned. She shook with theurge to punch him as he grabbed her hand and led her to his house, unlocking the door and pulling her inside. Tossing his keys onto a small end table, he took her backpack andled her up the stairs and into his room.“You move fast-even with fake girlfriends.” she said dryly. He laughed and turnedto face her.“Ok. Hat off.” He reached for it but she smacked his hand away and backed upwarily until her legs bumped against the bed.“Why?”“I’d prefer to know I’m kissing a girl rather than a guy.” She gaped at him as hegrinned.“Are you freaking blind?!” she asked angrily. His eyes trailed down, tracing her  barely noticeable curves as his mouth went dry.“No, I’m not.” he murmured. “Nonetheless…” He walked over to her and yankedher hat off, tossing it away. Thick waves of hair fell down around her face in beautiful,shimmering waved. What was now a honey brown colour had been a dirty mud brown before. His mouth opened slightly in wonder as he raised a hand and tucked a strand behind her ear reverently. Juliana watched him cautiously. He’d been acting weirdly ever since she had broke down crying when he had cut her hair, but this unexpected tendernesswas a little unnerving. She leaned away and waved a hand in front of his face.“Caleb?” He snapped out of his daze.“What happened to your hair?!’ he asked, furious at his shaky voice.“It grew out…hair does that you know.” She watched him warily as he stared ather. “Caleb, this isn’t a good idea-““Yes it is.” He cut her off abruptly. “I’m going to kiss you now. Remember what Isaid earlier.”“No clinging. As if I would.” Disdain lay heavy on the words. “Hurry up Caleb. Iwant to get this over with.”“As if I would drag this out.” Rolling his eyes, he leaned forward and pressed hislips to hers. A shock coursed through him as her eyes snapped open to stare straight into

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