Enemies with the bad boy (Complete)

Chapter Twenty Four - My girl?

Cody 

Jasmine and I pulled up to school. I didn’t want to come back here, not after the last couple of days. The last couple of days have been great, and then we had to come back to this damn place. 

“Can we not just ditch today?” I groan.

“No, we can’t,” Jasmine said firmly, “Even though things have changed for us, I am not following your bad habits,” She added, laughing. 

“Fine! God, you are so bossy,” I chuckle. 

“I know, get used to it,” She giggles and reaches in to peck my lips, “Now, come on,” She added, getting out of the car. 

I huffed to myself but followed a minute later. Jasmine was impatiently waiting for me. She had her arms crossed and was tapping her foot on the ground.

“What? You have no patience, woman,” I smirk. 

Jasmine flipped me up, a grin resting on her lips as she did. I wrap my arm around her shoulder, and we head inside to meet our friends. 

“Curious, are two like together now?” Becky asked. 

I don’t know how to answer that because I don’t think we even know what is going on between us. I didn’t respond in hopes that Jasmine would answer. 

“We are still working things out,” Jasmine said. 

I nod in agreement. That was a good answer. The conversation got left at that. We got our things from our lockers, heading to first class. I took Jasmine’s hand in my mine as we walked down the hall. She turned to smile at me when I did. 

I ignored the stares from people. You would think they have never seen me hold hands with someone. Then again, they haven’t, I suppose. They need to get over it, and frankly, it is none of their business. I am sure someone will have something to say. 

Out of habit, when we arrived in class, Jasmine went to go sit somewhere else. 

“And where do you think you are going, sweetness,” I said, bringing her back into me. 

“Force of habit,” She giggles, “I usually try and sit as far away from you as possible,” She added. 

“Well, you can’t do that now because you are stuck with me, so ha,” I said, smirking. 

Jasmine raised her brow at me, and I see a smile creeping onto her lips. 

“You want a bet?” She said and pulled away. 

She went to walk away and head down to the front of the class. I wasn’t letting that happen. I rested my hands on her hips, pulling her back to me and turned her around. I watch her lips part to speak, but I didn’t give her a chance too because I covered her lips with mine. Jasmine moans softly and kisses me back. I was surprised when she did. I was expecting her to pull away. 

“That will be enough of that in my class unless you both want detention after school,” Mr McGee said. 

Mr McGee was our History teacher. He was an asshole and so boring. I always fall asleep in his class. His voice is so dull!

“Sorry, Mr McGee,” Jasmine said, embarrassed. 

“Both of you, sit down,” He said, “I expect this from Cody, but not you, Jasmine,” He added, shaking his head in disappointment.

“There is no need to be rude,” I blurted out. 

I didn’t mean. I was only supposed to be thinking it. I knew what was coming next for me, detention. 

“Detention, after school, now sit,” He said firmly. 

Jasmine sat down, her face looking a little red. I groan and sit down next to her. She rests her hand on my knee. 

“Sorry I got you detention,” She whispers. 

“You didn’t. It was my fault,” I shrug. 

It isn’t anything new. I am usually in detention a couple of days a week. I have been doing not bad the last couple of weeks, but I am far from perfect. We fell silent after that, letting Mr McGee get on with the lesson. Jasmine removed her hand from my knee.

I rested back on my chair, pretending to take notes and listen when really, I was sketching silly little drawings. I put one hand under the table and rested it on Jasmine’s thighs, gently rubbing it. It was all innocent, though. She shifted in her chair, only for a second before she relaxed. 

As previously mentioned, I was not too fond of school, but having Jasmine here would make it better. 

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The day hasn’t been so bad, but now I was heading to detention. I would instead have gone home with Jasmine, but I will be sent to detention for the remainder of the week if I don’t show up today. 

I see Kirsty coming towards me. Kirsty and I had a little thing going on. Well, it wasn’t a thing. It was making out and sleeping together, but I put an end to it because she was annoying. 

“Are you with Jasmine?” She snarled. 

“Yes, not like it is any of your business,” I shrug. 

“What does she have that I didn’t? It will not last. You will cheat on her,” She said, rolling her eyes. 

Kirsty was jealous also, another thing that got to me about her. 

“I do not need to explain myself to you,” I said, “And no, I won’t cheat on her. Jasmine is different. She always has been. You or no one else has nothing on her,” I added and walked away. 

I don’t answer to her, or anyone for that matter. 

“When you get tired of waiting for s*x because you know she won’t give it to you, don’t come running back to me,” She called after me. 

I don’t know why she is like this. She was gorgeous, intelligent and confident, but she was attracted to assholes like me. Maybe she will find a decent guy. I ignored her again and went into detention. 

I am sure she will not be the last one to say something like that to me. And anyone who does will get the same response from me. I took a seat up back. The next hour was going to be boring and a waste of time. 

I took my phone out, messing around with it. The teacher supervising the detention doesn’t care what we do, as long as we are here. One hour of this, and then I can get home to my girl. 

My girl? Can I call her that? I don’t even know if she is officially mine. I will work it all out. I smile to myself at the thought of it. Maybe I should consider just asking her straight up if she wants to be mine, no beating around the bush and both of us wondering what is going on. 

All I can do is ask. She may not be ready for that yet. I don’t know if I was prepared for it. I was willing to try. I don’t even know if she has learned to trust me entirely yet. I can’t blame her, not after everything that I have done in the past. I would take time to trust me too. 

Would I even be a good boyfriend? I should go for it and find out. Yes, that is a good plan. I won’t know unless I try.