Amira, I dare you to ask Jayden Addo to be your boyfriend."
That one sentence shut down the entire table. Forks froze in mid-air. Even the breeze stopped
blowing through the school's open-air canteen.
I blinked at Nana Yaa, my best friend since class four. "Are you mad?"
She grinned, "Nope. Just bored. And you said you wanted to stop being invisible this term."
"That's not what I meant," I hissed. "You want me to die?"
Jayden Addo wasn't just some random boy. He was *the* boy. Captain of the basketball team. Tall,
dark, and the definition of "Ghanaian heartthrob." And worse, he didn't date. Like, ever. No one
really knew why.
"I'll do your maths homework for a week," Nana Yaa said.
My ears perked up.
"Two weeks," I bargained.
She rolled her eyes. "Fine. But you have to *really* ask. Not whisper and run."Contract Love: 30 Days of Pretending
I stared at Jayden, sitting at the senior side of the canteen, surrounded by noise, girls, and power.
He looked bored. As always. Like nothing impressed him anymore.
I took a deep breath. One small conversation. What's the worst that could happen?
I walked over, each step heavier than the last. The crowd around him quieted a little. All eyes
turned.
Jayden looked up from his drink, and for a moment, our eyes locked. I expected annoyance, maybe
confusion.
But instead... curiosity?
"What's up?" he said, voice low and smooth.
I swallowed hard.
"I... I was wondering if you'd be my fake boyfriend."
Silence.
Then laughter-around us, not from him. He didn't laugh.
He just leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.Contract Love: 30 Days of Pretending
"Fake, huh?" he said, eyes narrowing slightly.
I nodded, trying not to faint.
He looked at me for a second too long. Then, to everyone's shock-including mine-he smirked.
"Sure. Why not?"Contract Love: 30 Days of Pretending