My Best Friend's Dad

Slip Of A Finger

Elona's POV

I didn't expect Tristan to come over to my house yesterday. I nearly thought that he would kiss me, the way that he looked at me was sending electricity throughout my whole body. I know that I can't have him. I am trying to move on and to focus on myself with modeling and being a friend to Cris and Spooky. I did not like it when he told us not to go out. My father agreed with him. But I guess that he was correct, we had to focus on our schoolwork.

Cris and I would walk together to school in the mornings too, but she texted me that Tristan would take her to school this morning. I walked alone as Spooky informed me that he would get me there, and I didn't know why. We would also walk together. Am I missing something?

When I arrived at school, Spooky and Cris were waiting for me at the entrance. "It's by time you came, it's like..." she checked her phone before looking up at us again, "One minute left, so we have to hurry," Cris said as she walked in front of us. Spooky and I walked in step.

"I'm sorry that I didn't walk with you this morning. I had to leave the house earlier," he said.

"It's okay," I replied.

"I really don't like her and I hope that he doesn't think that she will be my future stepmother," Cris said with irritation as she stood, facing the admin department which was across from our class. I looked in her direction and I saw that Tristan was standing at the desk of Miss Jennings. She was the school secretary, she was attractive, and I have no doubt that she had his attention. He was leaning over the desk which was high, and he was writing something down. She was smiling at him, being all flirtatious.

"I guess that it's your father's choice. At the end of the day, he can choose whom he wants to be with," Spooky said with disdain.

"Come on, I can't even look over there," Cris entered the classroom, and as I was about to follow after them, Tristan stood up straight, placing the pen on the desk, and then he turned around. He froze in his spot when he saw me and then his gaze moved over to Spooky, his brows furrowed. I dragged my feet and entered the classroom, turning my back to him.

I didn't see him flirt back with Miss Jennings and I know the type of man that Tristan is, although I feel as if my heart had sunk for a split second, but this is school, he can do anything here because Cris is attending this school, so anything is possible besides the whole dating thing that Cris is going on about. I know the type of woman that he would want. He sure hates a woman that throws themselves at him.

I sat on a chair and Spooky had moved from the other side of the room. He was sitting in front of me now. "Why don't we do another photoshoot?" I asked him, "I mean...I need one last bikini photoshoot, and then we can do something else such as the park or walking home kind of theme." He was sitting sideways, facing the windows on the opposite side of the classroom, and he looked at me.

"Well, I had an idea last night, the whole part of the movie theater. It was going to be that theme. It would've looked amazing for both of our portfolios, but your father had to kill that idea," he moved his attention to Cris when he mentioned the last part.

"Well, you are my photographer and my dad knows what they are for, so it's just as important, so be at my place later," I said.

"I wish that could be there though, but don't forget to send me some pictures." Cris said excitedly.

"I know that your father is only looking out for both of you and Elona is like a daughter to him, so I don't blame him because I'm a guy. But I am only a friend, and I am not interested in Elona and, right now, I am not that into relationships, but there is someone that I like."

"Who?" Cris squealed, causing the rest of the students to look at her until they turned back to their conversations.

"I rather not say," Spooky smiled at her before he turned around in his seat, his back facing me again.

"You have to tell me!" Cris went on about it. I smiled as I took my phone out of my pocket. Our teacher was late for class, so I might as well just send Cris some selfies that I took yesterday after the bikini photoshoot.

My phone was held under the desk and I quickly pressed on her chat. I sent four pictures, of which three were a bit revealing and one was a bodysuit lingerie that was on my bed. I had yet to take a photoshoot in that bodysuit. I pressed send and then I typed the following.

Me: What do you think?

I quickly shoved my phone back into the pocket of my jeans when our teacher entered. We were not allowed to be on our phones in class or else it would be confiscated until the end of the day or sometimes a week or a month. I can't have that.

We started the lesson and I felt a couple of vibrations from my phone and I looked over at Cris, but she was very focused on the whiteboard in front of the class as Miss Johnson was teaching. She had no phone in her hand and as eager as I currently am, something was telling me to check my phone. So, I took my phone out of my pocket and checked it under the desk. It was from Mr Crane.

I pressed on his name to check his text but nothing had prepared me for when I saw that I had sent my revealing photos of myself to him. He already saw me in a bikini twice, so that shouldn't matter, right? My heart stopped for like a minute, and now it is beating fast. I do not know what to do or say.

Crane: F^ck.