Trusting to Love

Chapter 5: Devin

I hop out of the shower and head over to my closet. In about 38 minutes. Everett, I'll be here for our study date and as much as I'd like to say that I'm not nervous, I really am. I mean, not only is he insanely attractive, but he's smart too. To be completely honest, he isn't exactly my type.

All of my past boyfriends have been dumb jocks. Allen Parkin- captain of the football team, straight-D student, and lastly, a total douchebag, Johnny Daniels- captain of the wrestling team, flunked out of every math class he has taken, and finally Zakk Thompson- captain of the baseball team, straight-C's and so egotistical that he spells his name with two "k's" by choice.

I guess, you could say, it's because I crave love. I will take love wherever I can find it. You know, I've always told myself that if I had a boyfriend, I would automatically get love, so when a guy would ask me out, I'd say yes. Well, I will tell you that having a boyfriend does not always grant love, and sometimes, having a boyfriend can be one of the worst things that will happen to you, but I won't get into that right now. Anyway, Everett has given me hope, and even though he isn't the type of guy I would normally go out with, I think that may be what I like about him.

That's why I had to ask him out, even if it was just for a study date. I guess that's why I'm nervous and why none of the outfits I have tried are good enough. I go into my closet again and grab 4 shirts, 5 pairs of pants, and 3 dresses.

The first dress I try on is black with roses on it. It fits tight at the top, but at the waist it flows out. I look at it for about 15 seconds before deciding it's too dressy and I look like I'm trying way too hard. I overcompensate, next, by trying on a pair of sweatpants and a tee-shirt before realizing I look like I just got out of bed. Finally, I try on a pair of slightly ripped, black jeans with a fitted, black and white crop top and not to be arrogant, but I look good. I decide to finish the outfit with a pair of red converse and a red beanie.

I run downstairs and into the kitchen and almost have a heart attack when I see Brayden sitting at the kitchen table. "Hey gorgeous! Your mom let me in." He says with a smirk on his face.

"You ass! I almost had a heart attack" I say as I hit him on the arm. "Why are you even here?"

"Well, don't you have a study date with your new boy tonight?" He asks.

"Yes, which is why I'm wondering why you are here." I say, obviously frustrated.Everett raises his hands in the air.

"Jeez Dev, I just wanted to help you get ready, that's all," he says.

"Ugh, I'm sorry, I'm just really nervous, and I don't want him to get the wrong idea." I run my hand through my hair and sigh.

"What do you mean 'wrong idea?'" Brayden asks, clearly not getting the fact that he is a boy and acts like he may be more than a friend at times.

"Brayden, think about it, Everett doesn't know that we are not and never will be anything more than friends. If he sees you here, he may think that our 'study date' really is just for studying." His mouth turns into an 'O' shape and he gets out of his chair.

"Crap, I, uh, I guess I will be going then. Oh, and by the way, I like your outfit, I think his eyes will pop out of his skull when he sees you." He says as he walks to the front door.

"What do you mean? It's just a crop top and some jeans." I say, even though I know I look pretty good.

"You still look hot." He says. There is an awkward silence for a second before he says "You know, in the least weird way possible?" almost like a question. I laugh and thank him before pushing him outside. He walks backwards before running into someone. Not just someone, Everett.

"Shit, sorry man," Brayden says to him.

For a second I think I see Everett's face look confused and maybe even hurt before returning to his cool and composed stature. Crap. "Everett! Hey, come on in!" I say as I grab onto his arm and pull him inside. I shout goodbye to Brayden and close the door. "So how are you?" I ask Everett, trying to be as least awkward as possible.

"Uh, good, I guess." He walks in front of me and into the living room. I take this moment to look at his outfit. He's wearing a black tee-shirt, black jeans, and dirty white converse. But he looks freaking hot. As we are walking I ask if he wants anything to drink or eat, to which he replies a short "I'm good, thanks." I hope the rest of night isn't this awkward. When we sit down on the couch, we are about a foot apart. There is so much tension in the room and I can't help but think it's because of Brayden.

"So, um, chemistry then?" I ask, not really sure of what else we could talk about.

He smirks for a second before saying "We are in the first week of the school year and you're already having trouble?" I laugh and lightly hit his arm.

"I am not having trouble. I just wanted to, you know, make sure that you were doing okay," I say, obviously lying.

"Well, if you don't need my help, I guess I can go home." He says stopping and then starting to speak again. "Unless, you know, you want me to stay." He looks at the floor and then into my eyes, looking for an answer.

I'm quiet for a second before answering him, "I mean, I don't mind you staying..." I reply, looking to the ground. There is an awkward silence.

"So... what do you want to do?" Everett asks.We think for a minute before I have an idea.

"Oooh! I got it!" I exclaim.

"What?" he asks curiously.

"How about we play 20 questions." I say with a smirk on my face.

"Fine, but I'm asking the first question." Everett challenges. I'm ready though, I have nothing to hide.

"Fine, ask away." I challenge.

"Are you happy with Brayden?" He asks, his voice holding a mix of desperation, sadness, and a hint of anger. Shit.

Author's Note #5: Bethany and Jade

Hello readers! Thanks so much for reading! We're really excited to share a bit of Devin's background, but there is a lot more to come! We hope you're enjoying the story so far, and if you are we would love for you to VOTE and comment! Edits and critiques are greatly appreciated! Thanks guys!! 

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