Cassie's POV

This cannot be happening.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to drift away and block out the voices around me.

"The f-word is NOT to be use on school property! Do you understand that Jacob?"

"Fuck no?"

"JACOB!"

I look at him and have the intense urge to slap that idiotic smirk on his face. Can't he just nod and say he was sorry so we could get out of this mess?

I know that Mom and Dad have been trying to get me and Jake to be close for pretty much the entirety of our lives, but this was just too far. I have a life to live, things to do, I don't want to have to drag this dumbass around with me.

"You are excused," Mrs. Tampole sternly tells Jake.

"And you have Cassie to thank," she looks at me with a smile. I smile back and respond with a monotone, "sorry about all of this."

I drag Jake out of the office and take out my phone, texting my mom to get us from school, since we only had 5 minutes left of the day and I was not about to go back to health class.

"So what are we going to do about this?" Jake questions, motioning towards the handcuffs.

"We aren't going to do anything about it. I am going to ignore you as much as possible, and I have plans for tonight, so you better not ruin them." I huff.

"You have plans? Let me guess, you're going to do your physics homework then watch Netflix and eat a tub of ice cream. I mean, that's what you do every Monday night so..."

"Shut up, you don't know who I am or what I do. Just because our parents know everything about each other doesn't mean you know anything about me." Even though that was exactly what I was planning on doing, I was glad I had been able to have a comeback ready, instead of thinking of the perfect response at 11 in my bed before I fell asleep like I usually do.

I turn around and flip my long blonde hair into his face, strutting away for my epic exit, that is until I fell backwards and knocked my head into his, forgetting about the handcuffs.

"Ow! Get off of me, blondie."

I roll my eyes at his dumb nickname and dragged him to the front of the school, then walk over to where Mom's car that was parked.

After finally figuring out how to get into the car with handcuffs, we are on the way home.

"So.. How was school?" Mom questions, with a smile plastered on her face.

"Well, let's see, I found out my mother is out to get me, and forced me to be handcuffed to a demon, so that her OTP could work out and become reality, but apart from that, pretty good day."

"Hey! Who are you calling a demon?" Jake says, pouting and trying to cross his arms before having me tug his side of the handcuffs back to the middle of the car.

"Cassie! That is very rude. And when your health teacher approached us, your father and I agreed that this.. activity would build you both up and make you stronger. And if you develop feelings on the way, I mean-

"Mom!" I blush and gasp, wanting the ground to swallow me whole as Jake grins next to me, trying to stop himself from laughing.

Ugh. Why is my mom so embarrassing? I mean, that crossed the line right? She can be so weird when it comes to me and Jake. Especially after it happened, I thought she would understand that I really didn't want anything to do with him. I want to forget that it had ever happened, and that means pushing him away, which was VERY hard to do. Especially being handcuffed with him and all.

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"Ok, turn around."

"What?"

"I need to get changed, and I am not about to let you see me naked."

"Pff, like I want to anyway." Jake scoffs, causing me to roll my eyes at his hurtful comment.

I start to pull one of my arms out of my sleeve, then the other-

Shit.

"Um, how are we meant to do this?" I question.

"Oh right, handcuffs." Jake nods, then walks over to my desk and grabbed a pair of scissors.

"OH HELL NO! This is one of my favorite tops! We are NOT cutting it off of me!"

"Well, what else do you propose we do?"

I look down at the scissors, deep in thought. There has to be another way. I sigh and look up at him, coming up empty handed.

"I guess.. we have to."

He nods and starts to cut my shirt.

Snip

I wince and shut my eyes, not ready for this loss just yet.

He sighs and I can feel him judging me for caring for a piece of cloth so deeply.

I open my eyes and look at him, staring at his face that is looking down, deep in concentration. His tongue is slightly sticking out of his mouth, as his eyes squint to make sure that he doesn't cut my arm (which would make me kill him btw, how hard is cutting a piece of fabric straight?? Anyway,) and he looks up, catching me staring.

I look away and clear my throat, staring at my white wall. I feel him stare at me, and my face starts to heat up.

Snip

"Done."

"Thanks... Oh wait. How do I put on my pajamas?"

He throws his head back and curses at the ceiling.

"It's ok, I'll just sleep with shorts and my bra."

He whips his head back and looks at me, his eyebrows raised.

"Are you serious?"

"Well, what else do you want to do?"

His face remains blank, and I gesture towards the bed.

We awkwardly lie down, each on the opposite sides of the bed, as far as we can possibly manage with the handcuffs.

"Goodnight," I whisper.

"Goodnight, blondie."

I close my eyes and quickly start to drift off into another world.

I am brought back to Earth when I hear mumbling and feel something heavy across my body. I open my eyes to find Jake's handcuffed arm across my body, forcing me to turn to the side. I hear him mumble something unidentifiable, and look at the clock.

I, Cassie, am spooning with Jake on a Monday night at 3:37 a.m.

Life just got weird.

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AN

Hey guys!

Hope you like the book so far, vote and comment pleaseeee

Question of the chap:

If you had to be handcuffed to someone for one day, who would it be?

For sure Dave Franco for meeee :D

xo

-Zoe