Living With the Enemy: Adrian Johnson (A Brothers Best Friend)

Living With the Enemy: Adrian Johnson (A Brothers Best Friend) Chapter Two

Bianca: 

I sighed. I couldn't wait for jesse to get here. I've been sitting here in this awkward silence just waiting, for five minutes. 

Just when I was about to burst, a knock came from the door. 

"It's for you." I said, knowing that Jesse isn't a knocker. 

"Um, how do you know it's not you're little boyfriend?" He seemed annoyed. Never as annoyed as I was at this moment. 

"I'll ignore that comment, and Jesse's entrance's aren't so subtle." 

"Ten bucks it's him"

"Fine, ten bucks it's not." 

He smirked, as if he was going to win, and opened the door. I saw the smirk fall from his face instantly as he pulled open the door and some blonde slut walked in. Just fucking great. 

"Adrian baby, whose your roommate?" Her eyes went wide when she noticed me.

She was about to make some snarky comment when I heard my favorite deep voice. 

"Blonde bitches to the right!" she jumped, and he came in with one of my suitcases and my bedding. 

He stopped in the doorway, looked her up and down, and snorted, rolling his eyes. I coughed to cover my laugh as he dragged my stuff over. 

"So, you coming over tonight?" 

"I just want to pass out now!" I groaned. I was a sleep addict you could say. 

"Well here's your slurpee. As SOON as I got yours, that damned light came back on." I smirked and gestured for him to take some of my drink. 

He smiled gratefully and took it. 

I heard a voice being cleared and looked over to see the blonde bitch looking annoyed.

"You feel free to leave, you know, back to your room?" I hinted. 

She glared at me and then smiled flirtingly at Jesse. I coughed to cover up another one of my laughs. 

"Hey, and who are you?" She asked, her voice attempting seduction. 

He looked amused. 

"Jesse, why?" Her smile wavered, and she huffed, pulling on Adrian's arm, leading him to the bed.

I pulled my sheets out of the plastic bag, and put them on my bed. Black satin. Perfect. I put the other sheet on, and the pillowcases on the pillows. Then the confuter. 

I took out a book, and grabbed my iPod out of it, and sat with my back to the wall on the bed. Jesse climbed up, headphones already intact, and laid on my lap, eyes closed. I started to play with his hair subconsciously, blocking out everything else. 

Adrian:

I couldn't help but be intrigued by her. She was so different in these five minutes then she's seemed to be the entire time I've known her. 

She was stronger than any other girl I've seen. She could hold her own, and that was a major turn on. In these five minutes I can see how brutally true she is to the core, she is absolutely real, not like Jessica, er, Jennifer, whatever her name was over here. Blondie. 

I learned that she isn't the girl that I thought I knew for the past well, ever. I always thought she was this shy freak, and here she is, just telling me how much of a jerk I am, and then ignoring my every movement. 

Any other girl in this whole damn school, would be trying their damnedest to get my attention, and she's just lying on her bed with that Jesse dude, totally wrapped up in their own world, getting more of my attention than Jenna, here she is drawing me in, by just being her. Here she is scaring the shit out of me.