Oops!
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Jayce walks me over to an empty table and pulls a chair out for me.
“How does a cheese burger and French fries sound?”
“I recall they were decent, so sure.”
“Would you like a soda of some kind or a water? I think they also have milk.”
“ Umm, I had a coke once and liked it. If they have one, I will take it. If they don’t surprise me.”
He shakes his head at me.
“I am going to cook you a feast one of these days.”
“You can cook?”
“Just wait and see.” He says, walking off to get our food.
I have to admit I like all of the things I am learning about him. I am also looking forward to doing the things we have talked about together. I never imagined I would have a future like this. My only fear now is that we won’t be mates after all. I can’t even pretend my heart wouldn’t be crushed if this isn’t the real thing. If I fell for someone so fast and we weren’t even mates, it would prove how much of a loser I am.
“Hey Olive, interesting to see you’re hanging out with my man after I told you to stay away.”
I look up, and that dumb bimbo and her friends are standing in front of the table. They all have smug scrunched up faces.
“Well it turns out that he likes hanging out with women who don’t have mustaches” I bite back.
Her entire face turns beet red, and her mouth turns into a scowl. Her friends look like they want to laugh.
“So, because you are all dressed up that makes you tough now?”
“No, but if you are going to keep pretending my boyfriend is your man, we are going to have a problem.”
She looks like a fish out of water with the way her mouth keeps opening and closing.
“Well… Oops!” She dumps her entire ice coffee down my shirt.
Jumping out of my seat, I shake the ice cubes out of my shirt.
“You really shouldn’t wear white it stains easily. “
“What is going on here?” Jayce sets our trays of food on the table coming to my aid. I have to cover my breasts because the ice made my n*****s hard, and the coffee made the shirt somewhat see-through.
“She dumped her coffee on me and Rio’s shirt.”
He sniffs my neck, confusing. I think just about everyone here. That’s including me.
“Is that hazelnut?”
“Yeah” Stacy says, acting tough.
He moves my hair, licking up my neck and moans.
“She made you taste delicious, baby.”
I shudder under his touch despite trying to hold it in. I can’t help it. I just want his hot mouth all over me.
Stacy scoffing brings me back to reality. The shirt Rio gave me is completely ruined. I hope she won’t be mad at me.
“What about Rio she is going to kill me? This shirt is ruined, and I can’t even wear it because it’s see-through now.”
“Rio isn’t going to blame you at all. She will most likely take care of the one who ruined it.”
“I am so scared!” Stacy says mockingly.
“Why don’t you and you skank Squad move along now”, He tells them.
They let out an over dramatic huff and walk out of the room. Without them taking up my attention, I can now see everyone is looking at us.
“What am I going to do, Jayce? If I move my hands, everyone will see everything.” He takes a moment realizing the same thing I just did. He steps in front of me and slides off his black hoody. When he lifts it up, some of his abs and rib tattoos poke out, making me wet again.
“Here let me help you put this on.”
He helps me slide on the hoody and cover myself at the same time. It almost feels like I am wearing a dress now. I can’t resist but take in a big nose full of his scent. I think I can smell hints of cinnamon?
When I look back at him, his eyes are black.
“Jayce what’s happening with your eyes?”
He blinks a few times, and they go back to normal.
“Sorry the smell of your arousal completely takes me over sometimes. Why don’t we just sit down and eat.”
“Yes, that would be nice.”
He pulls out a new chair for me so I don’t sit in coffee. Then he hands me my tray. It has a burger and fries along with a muffin and a coke. I am not terribly hungry since I had such a big breakfast, so I just slowly eat and enjoy my food. My drink was just as good as I remembered. I figured the muffin would be cinnamon but was shocked that it was actually blueberry.
“Hey you two are seniors, right?” I look up to see some jock looking kid trying to hand us flyers of some kind. Jayce takes one and looks at it.
“Yes we are why?”
“I am having an unofficial senior skip day party at my house next Monday. It will be sort of a pool party, but I will have a guy I hired inside doing flash tats if you are interested in that.”
“What do you think, Olive?”
I can tell he wants to go, but I feel nervous about it.
“Well I..”
“If it helps your decision, those 3 girls that were here earlier are not invited, so if you don’t go, you will be stuck here with them.”
“Yeah we will go if Jayce wants to.”
“Sure. We will be there.”
“Fantastic bro, see you two there.”
He leaves our table to talk to others.
“Guess we will have to get you a swimsuit “ Jayce says with a devilish grin.
“I guess so.”
“I should probably tell you, Olive, that I won’t be here after lunch. I kept my schedule clear until last period so I could get stuff done back home.”
“That sucks, I get it, though. You must be in charge of doing a lot.”
“I forgot to ask if you will be going to work today.”
“Yes, I am not sure how long I will get to work there with my future completely changing, but I hope to stay there for a while. It sucks that I am going to have to give Mr. Woods the satisfaction of being right, though.”
“ Right about what?”
“He kind of suggested that we were going to be a couple.”
“Oh! That’s what that was about. Well, he is a smart man, after all.”
Jayce grabs our trays and takes them to the trash. Wow! I had no idea that lunch was over already. Even though I am mad that my shirt got ruined, at least I get to wear Jayce’s shirt. It is so soft and smells so good.
“Olive do you want me to carry your stuff to your next class?”
“No. I am just going to put it in my locker and just keep my notebook. So it won’t be a big deal.”
“Let me walk you to your locker then.”
“As long as it’s not too much trouble.”
“Nothing I do for you is too much trouble. Let’s get going.” He walks me to my locker and then kisses me before he leaves. Thankfully, no teachers were around. It would have been embarrassing to have that talk with them.
When I walk into the classroom, I take a seat in the back. I bury my face in Jayce’s hoody and sink into my seat. There isn’t really much going on. The teacher passed out some cross words for us to do for fun. I hear a tapping sound and look over to my left. About 2 rows down, Stacy is staring me down. She looks mad with her red face and hard breathing. She is tapping her pencil furiously on the table. What freaks me out, though, is her smirk on her face.
I guess spilling her drink on me didn’t accomplish whatever she needed it to. I put my hood up and tried to ignore her. Finally, the tapping stops, and the peace and quiet feels refreshing.
“Ouch!” something just smacked into the side of my head.
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