OH MY GOSH! AM I IN LOVE WITH A PERVERT?!

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO: KOUTA'S HOME, A PHOTO SHOOT, AND UNWANTED GUESTS

I just kept thinking about how life would be now that I'm living with Kouta. What if it isn't as bad as they say, but then again. It could be worse than that! I was lost in thought. Instead of listening to the dead boring lesson, I decided to draw in my sketchbook. I was thinking about Kouta. And how if he wasn't so perverted, he would actually be really cute. Apparently, I ended up writing that in my notebook. Oops. I ended up drawing him. I kept looking at him for references. Little did I know, Aki and Yuuji were watching me. Before I knew it, school was over. I was so nervous on what might happen to me while I'm there. As I was walking out the door, I was stopped by Aki and Yuuji.

"Katsumi! Can we talk to you in private?" They asked.

"Umm. Sure. Uhh. Kouta can you just wait at the front of the school for me?" I asked him.

He just nodded and walked out the door. Yuuji waited until he turned at the hallway and slid the screen door shut.

"Kouta told us that you wanted to stay at his house, but not model for him." Yuuji said.

"Well of course. I don't want him taking pictures of me in revealing clothes." I said.

"He also said that we have to convince you to model for him. He said it doesn't matter how, just do it." Aki said.

"Aaannnnddd?" I asked getting tired of this conversation, but kind of nervous.

"If you don't model for Kouta, we'll tell him and the whole school that you drew him, took photos of him in secret, and wrote "If he wasn't so perverted, he would actually be really cute." in your notebook." Aki said trying to blackmail me.

"Uh uh. And where's your proof?" I asked crossing my arms.

"Right here." Said Yuuji holding up photocopies of my drawings, photos, and my journal.

"How do you people always get my stuff?!" I said.

"In certain ways." Aki said.

"Fine whatever! Just don't show him or the school! I don't want him to think I'm some kind of stalker. Plus, I don't even like him." I said giving in to the two boys.

"Great. Now remember if you refuse even once, these will end up all over school." They both said.

I walked out the door. Great. Just great. Being blackmailed to model. Fantastic. But really, how did they get my camera, journal, and sketchbook? I met Kouta at the front of the school.

"Soo... You ready to go?" I asked.

"Yes." He said smiling.

We walked in complete silence, until he said something.

"So while I'm setting up, you have to find something to wear." He said.

"Okay. What are my choices?" I asked.

"Oh. You'll have plenty of choices." He said smirking.

We finally arrived at his house. It was a lot bigger than any of the houses I've ever lived in. It was like entering a palace.

"Okay. This way." He said walking up the stairs.

I followed.

"Everyday, or whenever I want, you have to model 7 different outfits. You get to choose, but you can only wear each outfit once a month." He said.

"Once a month? How many outfits do you have?" I asked.

"A whole closet full." He replied.

I was starting to plan out my plan. If I start off with the less revealing clothes, it would be an easy first day. But then again, if I start off with those I can't wear them until the next month. Ugh. So complicated.