laugh this kid is pretty cool.
Third offers me a ride home, he doesn’t cringe when I tell him where I live. He drives over the railroad track like he is going to the country club and not the bad end of town. “Thanks,” I hop out shutting the red minivan door. “You know, you aren’t too bad yourself,” I say as I lean in through the window.
“You know I was just thinking that myself. Now if you can just get the rumor started that I am a sex god, I will be even better,” a smile spreads on his chubby face.
“See you tomorrow, Third.” I wave good bye and go inside.
Chapter 7.
Temptation
I am waiting in the library for Barbie to show. She is late big shocker. I have better things to do with my time then wait for some girl to maybe show up. So far she has made it every time without being too late, but now she is twenty minutes late and I am contemplating leaving. All my homework is done.
“Hey Dylan,” Katie walks up to me. She has not spoken to me since the last incident with Barbie. Like always she looks stunning, her hair is pulled back in a low ponytail, she wears a striped white and navy blue shirt tucked into white shorts. I like how put together she looks, unlike some people who look like they raided the local strip club. I think of those damn messy braids Barbie loves to wear, or how she pulls her hair up in a messy knot on top of her head, not caring what anyone thinks.
“Dylan?” I am staring at her hair like a crazy person. She brings her hand to her hair patting down nothing.
“Hi Katie.”
She smiles, her lips recently glossed in a shimmery pink. “I was just wondering if you got the notes from Mr. Robinson’s speech from Bio today. I totally flaked and didn’t write anything down.” She blinks light-colored lashes brush her cream-colored cheek, nothing like Barbie’s thick, dark lashes that she lines in heavy black liner.
“You’re in luck I wrote down every nail-biting word on plant cells,” I smile.
She lets out a giggle. See I am funny .
“Hey baby,” Barbie comes up from behind me and slips easily into my lap. I cringe, could she pick a worse time; she wraps her arms around my neck. She is wearing skin-tight, dark skinny jeans that looks like she painted them on and a white, tight-fitting T-shirt, which is riding up to expose her gold belly button ring with the unicorn charm on it. It is like she has a honing device on Katie’s movements, as soon as I make a move she crashes in. Pressing her chest up against me I can feel the curves of her body, my hand rests on her hip.
“Oh, hi Katie,” she turns to her like she didn’t know she was standing there. Of course she did, what the hell is she thinking? This little stunt is going to have Katie running for the hills.
“Hi Barbie,” r ed creeps up Katie’s neck. I try to unwind Barbie’s arms from around me but she has a viper grip. Not fazed a bit she grabs my hand, I try to shake her off but she grips tighter and smiles at Katie. “Don’t worry about it, I will get the notes from Miranda,” Katie says before stalking off.
“See you later,” Barbie calls wiggling her fingers in her direction.
“What the hell,” I look at Barbie who is still pressed against me. Someone mumbles for us to get a room and Barbie flips them off. Classy . I shake my right hand free
“Aww, you are blushing,” she reaches up and cups my cheek.
“You just blew another shot with Katie.” I pull her hands off my face.
She scrunches up her face, “No, I didn’t, but you almost did. If you did something stupid like ask her out or confess your undying love you would have blown it.” She lays her head on my chest, so much for chilling out with PDA. “Right now she is going crazy thinking about the sexual chemistry she just witnessed between us.” She runs her finger down the bridge of my nose.
I swat her hand away. “There is no sexual chemistry between us! And what are you doing?” I push her hand down again.
“Oh there is
Third offers me a ride home, he doesn’t cringe when I tell him where I live. He drives over the railroad track like he is going to the country club and not the bad end of town. “Thanks,” I hop out shutting the red minivan door. “You know, you aren’t too bad yourself,” I say as I lean in through the window.
“You know I was just thinking that myself. Now if you can just get the rumor started that I am a sex god, I will be even better,” a smile spreads on his chubby face.
“See you tomorrow, Third.” I wave good bye and go inside.
Chapter 7.
Temptation
I am waiting in the library for Barbie to show. She is late big shocker. I have better things to do with my time then wait for some girl to maybe show up. So far she has made it every time without being too late, but now she is twenty minutes late and I am contemplating leaving. All my homework is done.
“Hey Dylan,” Katie walks up to me. She has not spoken to me since the last incident with Barbie. Like always she looks stunning, her hair is pulled back in a low ponytail, she wears a striped white and navy blue shirt tucked into white shorts. I like how put together she looks, unlike some people who look like they raided the local strip club. I think of those damn messy braids Barbie loves to wear, or how she pulls her hair up in a messy knot on top of her head, not caring what anyone thinks.
“Dylan?” I am staring at her hair like a crazy person. She brings her hand to her hair patting down nothing.
“Hi Katie.”
She smiles, her lips recently glossed in a shimmery pink. “I was just wondering if you got the notes from Mr. Robinson’s speech from Bio today. I totally flaked and didn’t write anything down.” She blinks light-colored lashes brush her cream-colored cheek, nothing like Barbie’s thick, dark lashes that she lines in heavy black liner.
“You’re in luck I wrote down every nail-biting word on plant cells,” I smile.
She lets out a giggle. See I am funny .
“Hey baby,” Barbie comes up from behind me and slips easily into my lap. I cringe, could she pick a worse time; she wraps her arms around my neck. She is wearing skin-tight, dark skinny jeans that looks like she painted them on and a white, tight-fitting T-shirt, which is riding up to expose her gold belly button ring with the unicorn charm on it. It is like she has a honing device on Katie’s movements, as soon as I make a move she crashes in. Pressing her chest up against me I can feel the curves of her body, my hand rests on her hip.
“Oh, hi Katie,” she turns to her like she didn’t know she was standing there. Of course she did, what the hell is she thinking? This little stunt is going to have Katie running for the hills.
“Hi Barbie,” r ed creeps up Katie’s neck. I try to unwind Barbie’s arms from around me but she has a viper grip. Not fazed a bit she grabs my hand, I try to shake her off but she grips tighter and smiles at Katie. “Don’t worry about it, I will get the notes from Miranda,” Katie says before stalking off.
“See you later,” Barbie calls wiggling her fingers in her direction.
“What the hell,” I look at Barbie who is still pressed against me. Someone mumbles for us to get a room and Barbie flips them off. Classy . I shake my right hand free
“Aww, you are blushing,” she reaches up and cups my cheek.
“You just blew another shot with Katie.” I pull her hands off my face.
She scrunches up her face, “No, I didn’t, but you almost did. If you did something stupid like ask her out or confess your undying love you would have blown it.” She lays her head on my chest, so much for chilling out with PDA. “Right now she is going crazy thinking about the sexual chemistry she just witnessed between us.” She runs her finger down the bridge of my nose.
I swat her hand away. “There is no sexual chemistry between us! And what are you doing?” I push her hand down again.
“Oh there is
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