I turn back immediately and see him. All handsome with his hands in his pocket. His bag pack flung across one of his shoulders. One eyebrow raised. As usual.
He is hot.
"What?" I ask. Not sure of what I heard.
"I said, can I help?" He says the words one after the other.
Jeremy? Help me? Where are the heavens?
"S-sure," I squeak again.
God, what is wrong with me?
He takes one of the brooms and we sweep together.
"Do you know who did this?" I ask.
"Nah. Do you?" he asks, maintaining eye contact for a while before looking away.
"I thought you were the one," I say and instantly regret it. Luckily, he only smirks.
"Everyone thinks I did."
"I thought you were one of the bad kids."
"I might be. You never know. And just because I decided to help you doesn't mean you have can a conversation with me."
Rude! My subconscious stares in awe. I think of a quick come back. My subconscious quickly hands me one. She comes in handy sometimes.
"It's not like I'm dying to talk to you, okay? Keep your hair on."
He pauses for a while. And the corners of his mouth lift up in a stifled smile.
Ha!
We finally finish sweeping and he stands upright again.
"Thanks a bunch," I say. I should have thought of something better.
"You're welcome, Theresa," he says.
Doesn't he know my name? Am I that insignificant? It doesn't matter anyway.
"My name is not Theresa." It comes out louder than I wanted it to. He starts to walk away.
"I don't even want to know your name, Jessica." At least that was close enough.
"See you around, Robert," I say and wave. He turns back again and smirks. I pat myself, mentally on the back.
∞∞∞
I make it in time for class. I explain myself to Dante and he just smiles, and tells me to go to my seat. His eyes rests for a long time at Diane's direction and she pouts in response. There's something going on. And she's not telling me.
I sit down beside her.
"What's up?" I ask her.
"Well, you missed the most important part of the class," she says and bites down on her lip. "The sexiest part." The way she talks dirty, surprises me sometimes.
A sexy part? In a history class? What is Dante doing to these children?
"You sure did, Sand Girl," Betty says behind me.
"Don't make me smack you, Betty baby," I say with my eyes closed.
She settles back down on her seat. "No, I was talking about you and Dante," I tell Diane. She giggles.
"I think he notices me too. And for the records he's actually 20. He lied so he could get the job."
"That's good." That's the only thing I can say to her. I don't even know if I should be happy for her that her crush is finally noticing her or not. It doesn't matter anyway. It's her life. You're her best friend for a reason. I'll still look out for her.
I haven't seen Brandon all day. Is he avoiding me because of what happened this morning? It doesn't matter anyway. It's not like I like him or we're in a relationship.
One problem, and he flees already.
At the end of the class, I see Jeremy hovering at the door of our class. He beckons Diane to come over. A few minutes later, she comes into the class gleefully, with her hands clasped in front of her. Everyone looks at her expectantly. I guess they all want to hear what the bad boy said. She finally announces.
"Well, people. We are very lucky today. Apparently, there are only three girls in their class and they aren't that pretty. Soooooo, some of the guys in Grade 11 are asking us, to play a game of truth or dare with them. Fattie and Somya are excluded." She says the last part, pointing at the least girls in the class.
"Well, we're out," the guys say and make their way out.
I heave a sigh of relief.
"This will be fun," I hear Betty scream. I roll my eyes at her. But I finally smile when Danielle says "I'm not playing. They're kids to me."
Ha!
Diane finally walks over to my table and plops down on the table.
"Are you playing?" she asks with twinkles in her green eyes.
"Of course, I am. Grade 11 kids are cool."
"Of course they are. And maybe you'll get time to get along with Jeremy."
I scoff at the sound of his name. "I do not like your cousin. He's rude."
"I saw him help you though."
"He's confusing," I blurt and bury my head in my hands. Diane laughs at my reaction.
"You're confused, baby girl. Let's go." she says dragging me along with Betty.
"Where is it going to be? In their class?"
"Never. Do you want us to get expelled? You know its forbidden in this school right? It's happening in the school basement."
A school? With a basement? Now that's some news.
We finally get to the basement and there are chairs already arranged by Jeremy and his gang. They are sitting in a semi-circular arrangement with empty chairs in between them. One for each of us, I guess. They're all smirking. I see the good guy. Donnie. I like him. He was a dummy back when he was in Grade 8. But now, he's a genius.
Jeremy walks up to me and Diane. He stands just in front of me.
"Are you playing, Theresa?" One eyebrow raised. I should start getting used to seeing that. Especially if we were going to be hanging out with them all the time.
"Yes." I guess I sound confident because he smirks.
"Are you sure? Our T or D isn't like playing a game of monopoly. I'd advise you go to your class."
"Well, even monopoly needs strategy, Robert. And I'm playing."
"We don't need virgins here."
"Virginity shows my pride. I'm not giving my body to cheap idiots like you."
I see hurt pass his face, but only for a nanosecond. And now, it makes me think if I even saw it properly.
"Let's see how far you go." He gives that stifled smile again.
I walk past him and he makes his way to his seat. I am aching to sit beside him.
Donnie beckons Diane to sit beside him. Another guy asks me to sit beside him. His name is Auburn. Betty hurries to sit beside Jeremy and he runs his hands on her thigh. She squirms on her seat. It's not like he's fingering her or something.
Hold on… did I just say that? Ugh. They're already having a bad effect on me.
"Truth or dare, Betty?" Auburn asks her. She giggles in her seat again.
"Dare. It's not like I'm going for truth anyway."
"I dare you to kiss me." She seems disappointed but walks over anyway. She leans in, and gives Auburn a long, lingering kiss. Wow.
"Truth or dare, Diane," Betty says.
"Dare."
"I dare you to give Donnie a lap dance for twenty seconds."
Diane smirks and scoots over to Peter's side and positions her ass in front of him. She twerks for a while and then, moves her waist in a circular motion for the remaining ten seconds. Peter rests his back on the chair in a very satisfied expression. I have to have her teach me that.
"Truth or dare, Jessie," Diane squeaks like she has something planned.
"Uhm… truth."
She shakes her head. "You don't have to worry, Jessie. We'll keep this innocent because of you."
Jeremy yawns and I finally muster courage.
"Dare."
Diane smiles her rare toothy smile. "Still keeping it innocent. I dare you to hug Jeremy for twenty seconds."
It's just a hug anyway. She walks over to my side. "You do not wanna know how Jeremy hugs girls." She smirks again and walks back to her seat. Donnie whispers something to her ear and she giggles a bit.
I stand up and Jeremy stands up reluctantly. We finally stand in front of each other. He looks down at me because I'm way shorter than him. He is at least 6"2. I look up at him and wrap my hands around his torso. He breaks himself free immediately.
"I'm sorry, Theresa, but that's not how I hug people."
"How do you hug people, then?" He takes my hands and wrap them around his neck. I stand on tip toes to stop my legs from straining. He wraps one of his hands around my back. Then, I feel his second hand on my back too, slowly tracing down. My heart starts to accelerate.
His hands continuously trace downward and rest on my ass. Thank the heavens, I wore this skirt. I can hear his sharp intake of breath. I press myself against his body. He gasps again. His hands slowly but delicately press my ass. He pulls me by my waist closer to him and I close my eyes.
Out of what? Shame? Nervousness? Oh I don't know.
I can feel his dick growing.
"Hey! It's more than 30 seconds," Donnie suddenly says and I let go immediately. Jeremy rolls his eyes, strains his jacket against his jeans, and sits down again. I want to tell him I noticed the growing of his dick but I decide to keep quiet.
We play a few more rounds. When we all get tired, we go back to class. The day is quickly over and I am not looking forward to my detention after school. As soon as the bell goes up, Diane packs her bag. Now, she's in a hurry to go home.
"What are you doing after school?" I ask.
"Just some after school plans." She doesn't want to give details.
"Like?"
"Oh, you do not wanna know. I'll come over when you're back. Okay?" She winks, giving me a small squeeze on my shoulders. I nod and she leaves the class.
"See you next week, Jessie," Dante says and leaves the class too. I shrug and leave.
After a few minutes, I return to the class to pack my bags. Detention doesn't start till 3:20pm. As soon as I reach the class door, I hear grunts. I am not hesitant at all to open it and that's when I see them.
She's on his lap. Breasts spilling out of her bra, and her shirt and trouser is on the floor. He is sitting on his chair.
She's riding him.