Ready For Love

2 {𝐽𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑛}

My first lesson was politics. I strutted as confidently as possible into the classroom, whereupon I already got appreciative looks. I wore a normal jeans, a top with generous neckline and over it a sweat jacket. What I regretted as soon as three guys from a corner with football jackets already glotzten me on the tits.

To vomit.

I sat down in the back next to a girl with dark hair. She came over directly sympathetic to me so I thought it was the best decision. I gave her a sweet smile, which she immediately returned and visibly relaxed.

Suddenly she held out her hand to me and smiled sweetly at me.

"Hi. I'm Brook!"

Surprised, I looked at her and now extended my hand to her as well.

"Hey, I'm Jordan. And am new. Obviously." I wrestle a laugh out of myself, wanting to slap myself on the inside for that stupid statement.

She replied with a laugh.

"I like you Jordan."

That little sentence already made me smile. If she knew what that sentence meant to me she probably wouldn't have said it.

Suddenly, my cell phone vibrates in my pocket. Confused, I look at my cell phone

Unknown number:

K: Hey blondie :)

I don't believe it. Kaden. How did he get my fucking number?

J: How did you get my number? Are you stalking me?

K: Remember earlier when I gave you your phone back?

J: I don't believe this. What do you want, pervert?

K: I just wanted to tell you when I'm picking you up tonight and I wanted to ask you for your address.

K: Otherwise I can't pick you up in my hot sled right? 😉

J: God you really are irresistible!

K: I know blondie, thank you 😊

J: I meant insufferable! Fucking autocorrect.

The blush rose to my face. God why does this always happen to me?

K: Of course... The autocorrect

J: Fuck you, Kaden Baker. Pick me up at 203 Morton Street at 9:00.

K: Ai Ai Captain.

K: Can I give you a ride home after school?

He wants to drive me home? Again, that relentless blush rises to my face and I held my breath. But suddenly the smell of cigarettes and Kaden's aftershave hit my nose again, even though he wasn't here. He wasn't here but his smell burned into my nose and my chest constricted.

"What the fuck is this Jordan? Get it together bitch!" Shouted my inner Taylor Swift again.

Ten minutes passed by now and I still didn't answer Kaden. Over and over I changed the 'yes I would love to' to a 'no thank you' and then back to a 'yes I would love to'. Damn what is going on. This fucking bad boy bastard is getting under my fucking skin.

"Jordan! Shut up you've known him since this morning!" shouted Taylor again.

"But he's hot!" I shouted back.

Oh shit.

At the same moment it occurs to me that I just said that out loud in all seriousness and everyone turns to look at me. Some gave me a disdainful look but others gave me an amused smile.