Chapter four of "Guys and tennis lessons never looked so good"

I ended up in Ben's dorm room that night, but nothing happened. I guess that's how it goes when you find 'the one'. I decided to stick with one guy, no more running bases. " wake up, sleeping beauty' he says in a soothing voice. " uh.. yawn" i say. I sit up and get a face full of clothes in my face. " Here, I got some clothes from your room and here's your bag." he says. I blush and mutter my thanks. None of the others has ever been this nice and caring. Josh just gave advice, Dan was there for the sessions, same for Malcolm. I dress and he drives me to the main building. we walk in together and he has his arms on my shoulders. We get to my locker and..OMG!! what's Jordan doing here?! Ben goes rigid and starts to ball up his fists. " Ben, it's cool" I whisper "Lance, are we practicing tonight or are you busy?" Jordan asks. " yeah, we'll practice tonight.' I say " but I'm gonna have to take a rain check on the after play" I explain. he looks behind me and gets the picture. I watch him leave. " what's wrong?" Ben asks ' and what did he mean by 'practice'?", " oh...um, I'll tell you but you gotta keep it a secret." I say dramatically. Ben nods, I lead him into the boy's changing room. "I'mcoachingjordanandhetoldmetokeepitasecretsodon'ttellanyone" I say quickly
He looks at me with wide eyes. "oh so you're coaching him in tennis, cuz i saw that guy on the field and he's on fire" he says
" yeah something like that" I say
" what about the rain check?" 
" remember when you called him my boy toy?"
"yeah..."
"we fooled around once... and i guess he thinks you're just another base"
" what?!"
" the first practice, we went to the zinc and he got drunk..... stuff happened"
" are you....?"
" I'm still clean.. gosh!"
" yeah.. but a rain check?!"
" I don't know why I said that" i say desperately
" You could've gone all coach Jenkins on him and told him to buzz off"
" I know, I know"
" then, why didn't you?"
"I didn't know how?"
" wait.. what?"
"this is different, I haven't gone steady since before freshmen year" 
" just ignore him then, you're with me now right?"
" yeah.. I am."
Brr-ring!!!! Shoot the bell the frigging bell!!! 

"Sorry I'm late!" I yell bursting into french class. " In french Miss. lance" monsieur Pierre says
" Je suis désolée " I say awkwardly. Walking to the back of the class, Amber shoots lasers at me. " what? Delaney" I whisper

Chapter three of " Guys and tennis lessons never loooked so good"

Chapter Three

The next morning, It was as if karma was against me. I pulled on my faded Skull Tee, faded jeans and Motorcycle boots. I walk out my dorm, Leslie, my roommate, is already gone. “Shoot” I had a flat tire again. “ hey Tianna!’ i looked up and there was Malcolm and Dan. “ wanna ride?” They asked. i rolled my eyes “obviously!” I retort and hop in. At last, were at the main building. Before we’re even on the sidewalk the plastic pounce and create an indestructible wall around me, out of a corner of my eye I can see Malcolm and Dan trying to make a break for it. Traitors I thought, “ Malcolm!” I call “ wait for me?” I give him a wink for good measure. He goes all fluster “ uh...um..sure.” he stutters. “ tin can, If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay away from Jordan!!” subtle-shrieks amber. “ uh? what are you talking about? I ask feigning innocence. “ look, Chloe saw you guys at the zinc, so you better watch it” She says Chloe sheepishly hides behind Collette, who has her nose buried in her nook. “ Oh really?” I ask “ Then she saw his arm around my waist as we walked out?” Amber looks outraged ‘ or was she too busy reporting?”. After amber makes her exit stalking into the school, I wave at Malcolm and make my way inside. I walk slowly at first, but then I pick up speed. “ Hey” I whisper “ why are you whispering?” He replies in the loudest voice ever. I glare at him, man can he be more thickheaded. “ amber’s on my tail.” I say no use whispering now “ she’s kinda jealous that you’re spending time with me instead of hanging with her and your gang.” I explain “ But she and I aren’t together” He exclaims. I shush him “ I know, I think we should cancel practice for today” I suggest. He nods “ OK, can you stop at my dorm? I have no plans.”  I don’t know what made me say it but i said “ huh...sure.” I answer

“mm” He has his hands on both sides of my face and his mouth on mine. “ I like you” he says “ I know” I whisper. He was pressed against me and I could feel his anxiety. Malcolm was a great kisser. “ Malcolm, I gotta go’ I say, ‘ sorry” I add quickly as I get my stuff off the bench. “ Ever since I saw you with that Jordan, you’ve been with him almost all the time” Malcolm looks at me accusingly “ Malcolm, it;s not like that” i make a move to soothe him, He steps back “ Yes, it is!, tell me the truth, are you and him?” he asks ‘ Is he the one?” I look at him ‘ Of course not, we just hang out” I say ‘ he hasn’t made a move yet” I lie. “ OK, but Ben been seeing you guys around, he’s agitated” says Malcolm ‘ give him some slack” I look down “of course” I say as I bolt out the door.

Thump!Thump! He answers with his hair drenched from water. He’s in a polo T-shirt and Ralph Lauren jeans, He is irresistible. I smile and he sheepishly smiled back ‘ so... here or out?” I ask “ here, amber out to get you, remember?”

I spot Zombie Crushers, a fabulous, non educational, graphic video game sitting on his TV. I slam the door closed and make my way over. “ Lets play this?” I state, “ you sure?, I mean...” he trails off. “ Yeah I’m sure” I say then pop it in and we start playing. I win all rounds and I go into the bathroom, it’s disgusting as expected. i walk out and he is deathly serious. “ what’s up?” I ask, He looks up and his face changes ‘ nothing!’ he says brightly. I look at him ‘ I talked to amber’ He says finally “what?!” I yell. “ It’s cool, she’s cool” he says slowly “ I seriously doubt that” I mutter. “ Come here” He whispered soothingly and I followed. I know. I know. bad move but I couldn’t stop myself, it was as if I wasn’t in control of my body. One moment I was across the room and the other I was on his lap. He started to kiss my neck and i pushed away almost instantly. I don’t know what but something felt weird about that scene. I pushed myself off and excused myself with a whisper. Just as i stepped out the guys dorm building, It started to rain. I ran to my Building but then I stopped. I let down my stuff and started running laps, trying to clear my head. I’m always forward but this time it was the guy. I mean I didn’t like it at all. I felt kinda violated, But why?? In the middle of my thoughts I wasn’t looking in front of me and I bumped into someone. Someone tall, dark and may I say muscular, yum!! He turned around and I was shocked to see Ben, I’d say he was shocked to see me too but He looked in pain with a cross of sadness. I remembered what Malcolm had said and I

instantly looked down. “hi...’ I say “ shouldn’t you be with jordan?” he asked,  “what?... how’d you know?”I exclaim he laughs meanly and looks up at the sky.  “He’s your new boy toy right?” he says “ No..... it’s nothing” i say “ sure it is” he laughs again. “ I’m sorry Ben, Malcolm told me, I didn’t mean to” I try to explain.  “whatever.”

I started to cry, It came out softly at first but then it continued to all out sniffling. “whoa!” Ben’s eyes grow wide “ I’m sorry, please stop crying” That made me cry harder “ sorry’ I say through my tears “ this is my fault”. “ No, I was jealous of Jordan” Ben whispers and then it all clicked. Ben liked me, I mean he really liked me. all those times he was so nice and the reason I felt so safe around him. I liked him too. “ Ben, I like you too” I kissed and whispered “ I think you’re the one, Ben” He kissed me back and the rain stopped. Cheesy, right?

Chapter two of "Guys and tennis lesons never looked so good"

Chapter two

“Well look what we got here.” I turned around to see Malcolm’s wild brown eyes as he closed the door and made his way over. I knew that look a little too well. “You know what time it is?” He asked. Malcolm is not a bad guy,he just liked my special make out sessions a little too much. “three minutes max.” I say shortly “aww... Come on lance, a little longer.” He pleaded using his signature puppy dog eyes. “sorry Malcolm I got somewhere to be.” He backed me up against the wall and his lips met mine. His tongue slipped under mine and He almost went further, when we heard somebody clear their throat. Malcolm turned to say something but stopped short, “Tina, can we start practicing?” asked Jordan  “ Oh yeah, sorry.” I give Malcolm a quick kiss and left the changing room.

Thwack!!  another great serve, Jordan was actually pretty good. Not as experienced as me but good enough, just some minor tweaks. “ so... you and Malcolm?” He asks

Uh-Oh man, I thought he’d forget or something. “nah we just fool, nothing serious.” I explained  “so you guys can see other people?” He asked looking at me in the corner of his eye. “Sure, he does.” I say “ I  just play the bases, not slutty, Dan, josh and Ben.” I finish. “ Ben?!” He half yells-half asks “ Yeah, just for fun.” I say “he doesn’t mind but he has potential.” After practice he asked if I wanted to go out for pizza. “ not if amber’s there.” I got into my car and he got in the passenger’s “drive me to my dorm?” he asked “ I gotta tell you something.”

“what’s up?” i asked “ Look i... amber and i aren’t what she says” he stammers.

‘O.k... why do i need to know?”  

“I just feel like explaining.”

“so... this means you’re...?”

“ Single? yeah.”

“cool”

I stopped the car and Jordan stepped out. “wait Jordan!” I yelled

“yeah?”

“wanna go to the zinc?”

“sure let me throw something on, I’ll pick you up at six.”

I drove away and into the girl’s dormitory lot. I threw on a orange tube top and street style jeans. Knock!Knock!  I opened the door to a Vineyard vine tee and street style jeans wearing Jordan. “ Uh... ready to go?” he asked, “sure... uh let’s go” I answered still in awe on how such a simple outfit looked so good on him. Loud music hit us on the entrance and we made our way to a table. After two non alcoholic drinks and a couple of dances I was ready to go back to the dorm. Jordan’s hand slipped around my waist. “ Jordan, could you move your hand?” I asked. “ You said you and Malcolm could see other people” he retorted. I turned to him and saw five empty glasses of alcohol. No wonder he’s acting like this. “ we gotta go Jordan, like now” I whisper “ No, we don't” he said and he pulled me to him. Instincts  kicked in and I went with it. Even if its the alcohol, who cares?  I ended up in his room that night and when I woke up I was staring at a bare chest, sleeping Jordan. I inched off the bed and his eyes flew open. He smiled at me but as if the events of last night popped in his brain, he jumped off and ran into his bathroom to change. I borrowed some clothes for school and left without a word. We didn’t exchange a word during the whole school day, but somehow we both made it to tennis practice. “look I’m sorry about last night” he apologized “ I’m not” I replied. He looked at me shocked “ what do you mean?” he asked “ I mean I’m not being slutty and you’re not seeing anyone so it didn’t matter” I finish“ So you wouldn’t mind doing that again?” he asked mischievously Boys! they're all the same. “ Yes, I would.” I say and stopped it at that.

“ I’ll give you half of my popularity.” Josh coaxed “Yeah, sure liar” I retorted

“No, really come on!” He kissed me. Josh’s dorm-room smelled like soap and mint. His bed was unmade and the floor was a sea of dirty clothes. I didn’t mind, I mean mine was ten times worst. “ Are you sure you don’t want to go steady?” he tried again. “ sorry josh, I’m a baseball fan” I explained, I sighed and leaned on josh’s chest for a couple of seconds. “ What’s wrong lance?” he asked with a caring tone. “ I did something I  didn’t mean to and now I’m taking it out on someone else.” I say, “ It’s o.k lance, everyone makes mistakes you know.” Josh soothes “ thanks josh, that makes me feel a lot better” I answer

Chapter one of " Guys and tennis lessons never looked so good"

Chapter One

“Hey.”

My heart literally stopped, I know this one word would not get such a dramatic effect, but if it’s coming from the mouth of Jordan Brooks it definitely does. “Hey back.” I looked around to see if the plastics haven’t showed up yet. The plastics are like “The clique”, made up of three of the richest girls in school. Amber Delaney; The number one fashion critic and the leader, Chloe Barks; The klutz the only reason she’s in the clique is because she’s the headmaster’s daughter, and Colette Cooper;The brains behind amber’s so called genius. I got my tennis racket and started walking to my locker with Jordan trotting behind. “ so, you’re the tennis star right?” He asked “ One and only.” I replied “ How may I be of your service?” I say while putting my racket in my locker switching it with my cleats and gym bag. “ Say could you help me get on the tennis team?” The world stopped, had i heard him right? “What?!” I turned around. “Well I kinda suck and I was hoping you would help me get on the team” He explained sheepishly. I busted out laughing, I know what you’re thinking The hottest guy on campus just asked you to coach him and you laugh at his face?!  But I couldn't help it, the guy’s practically built and he’s asking for MY help. “ Sorry, I just...” I said “ you asking me for help?”  He went Scarlet. “ OK sure I’ll coach you, but you gotta be tough or I’ll give up the first practice!” I went fake coach on him. “ Thanks Lance.” he said with a huge smile. That’s how I, Tianna B. Lance found myself coaching Jordan Brooks. The plastics instantly pounced on me with their fake lashes, Gucci and state of the art totes, their mouths filled with questions. “ Yo! chill I can’t understand with y’all talking at once.” I yelled. Amber shut them up with a glare “ Hey Tin-can...” she started. “Yes...?” I hissed. “ What were you and Jordan talking about?, You do know he’s taken?”She asked.  “We were talking about sports stuff.” I retorted. I was not going to tell her that i was coaching Jordan. “ Really? spill! Pronto!” she yelled. “ You can’t even tell a  baseball from a basketball.” I Exclaimed  “How are you gonna understand a simple step-by-Step game?!” I walked into one of the changing rooms. “ Oh my god!! that’s the boy’s locker room!!!” Shrieked Chloe. “she knows that Chloe! gosh” muttered amber “ and who is she kidding the big orange one’s the baseball and the small pure white one is the basketball.” said Chloe  Man! they can’t even tell golf apart from a basket ball and I thought golf was more their style, no broken nails.  The boy’s locker room is my special place and not for the reason you think. It’s the place where no-one judges me and best of all no plastics. “ Yo! Lance in here so no showing your junk.” I yelled “Oh, hey lance!” yelled Malcolm. A hand landed on my shoulder. “Having trouble with the plastics again?” asked Dan. “Yeah, amber and her posse are barking up my tree.” I explained  “ It’s cool lance but you know the price for changing in here.” asked Dan. “ Gosh Dan, Kay.” I leaned in and gave him a quick breathy kiss on the neck. “ That’s three minutes!” yelled Malcolm. “C’mon Malcolm!” but even my puppy eyes didn't work. I stood up and leaned into Malcolm, giving him a long hard kiss. That left him speechless, “Ten...minutes...” He gasped. I changed into my soccer practice uniform and my cleats. I jogged out to the field and got in position, Not three minutes to spare when “ Lance!!” I knew that voice a little too well. “ Hey coach, how’s the man?” Before she could say anything I got hold of the ball and shot the ball into the goal from three feet away. I thought that would make her mutter and go critic someone else but no such luck. “ I hear you’re changing in the boy’s changing room.” From a corner of an eye i could see amber unsuccessfully hiding behind a tree waiting for my reaction. “ yeah, it’s like a getaway from critics like Amber Delaney.” I explained “ Good, you were honest, But that’s not what i called you out for.”  I looked up and there was Jordan looking... well cute. I looked around and of course there was Jordan posse and the plastic’s flirting by a tree. Amber’s violet eyes struck us like a hawk and she started to make her way over, but how fast  can you walk in slippery freshly rained on grass? Not fast enough, “Let’s talk over there” I say pointing to the boy’s locker room. When we get there he makes a big deal of locking the door and hearing for footsteps. “ Are you sure you’re not trying out for this year’s play?” I jokingly asked. “ No, I just... you didn't tell anyone that you’re coaching me right?” He asked “ Nope, not a soul.” I answer “ but of course amber slobber suspects something” I threw my hand over my mouth when I realized i revealed amber’s nickname back in third grade. “ I remember that nick-name! man that was funny.” He surprises me. “ so what’s your price for this?” Bam! Bam! Jordan!!! Let’s Go! Were going out for pizza!!!  “ Nope, no price” I answer “ I guess you have to leave huh?” I go over to unlock the door. Great timing amber  “Nah let her wait” he said “let’s start practice today.”  “Sure, wait outside the locker room.” I reply. I  just still can’t believe I’m coaching Jordan Brooks.