The Seductress

Day 141

<Colton's Pov>

"Aye yo Colt!" Derrick yelled from our table, as I walked over.

"Hey man." I said as we did our signature handshake and I sat down.

"Where's J?" He asked curiously, grabbing the attention of the entire table of guys.

"Yeah where is she?" someone else chimed in.

"Do I look like her keeper?" I audibly grumbled.

Where was that girl? Every day for the last week she had sat with us, heck she had walked with me here every day, but today she was nowhere in sight. Now that I think about, she hadn't called me all weekend... Was she mad at me?

Not that I'd really care. But now the idea made me question everything.

What was Jesse up to?

The guys grumbled a chorus of no's and I nodded. Soon enough we all went back to our constant chatter until the devil herself made an introduction.

"Colton." I heard a name call me from behind.

Probably just a whiney slut. I'll pass. I have better things on my mind.

"Colton" the chick said in an almost demanding tone. Who did this slut think she was? As much as I'd like to teach her a lesson on who she was speaking to, I was not in the mood. Maybe if I ignore her, she'll go away.

"Colton baby," I heard a very seductive voice whisper in my ear. Now that was one way to get my attention.

I turned around to see who the wonderful lady was, only to see Jesse.

"Hey Cole" she said as she bit her lip seductively and then proceeded to run her hand up my chest.

I responded with deep lust in my eyes and was about to imply that we do a little more, when I felt a cold hand come in contact with my face.

"F*ck." I cursed loudly, immediately bringing my hand up to cover the stinging sensation in my cheek.

The bitch slapped me. Jessica Maywhether just f*cking slapped me.

"Oh shit!" One of the guys yelled behind me as a series of 'oooo's' filled the cafeteria.

Fuck off.
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<Jesse's Pov>

The entire room erupted into a chorus of ' oooo's.'

Shit. I just slapped Colton Pierce in front of everyone. The Colton Peirce. The notorious player, known for getting what he wanted. Nobody stood up to him. No one stood in his way.

Up until now. I guess.

Shit. I was dead. I was so dead. If everyone hadn't hated me before, they sure as hell did now.

I saw him try to cover the red mark on his face but he failed to fully cover it and the red outline of a hand, my hand, was apparent.

Oh no. Now I felt bad.

Wait what the f*ck?

But he deserved it. He had sat next to me and listened to me rant on and on about how everyone was mad at me. When in reality, he knew all about it. He knew about the whole thing. Maybe not Kayla, but he knew why everyone hated me and he had let me believe he didn't for the entire week. Not only had he kept the truth from me but he had been the source of the rumors.

He was the reason the school hated me. Had he not told the entire school about the night we shared, people would still maybe not like me but at least tolerate me.