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
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