Undercover as a Cheerleader (complete)

Chapter 7

What the hell? Just as Sammy and I were having a..heated discussion about us dating, Carmen walks into the room making out with not only someone who is definitely not her boyfriend, it's the same someone who, just a few hours prior to now, had hit on me. Now that part doesn't bother me. I don't really care if he hit on me and is now making out with her. What bothers me is that this nosey ass is getting too close to Carmen without me knowing much about him.

When I sent in a request for information on him at the agency, they came up empty. It was like he had dropped off the face of the planet until about a year ago. Even then, the only records he has about him are those needed to get into a new school.

Suddenly I went from being an observer of Carmen's cheating, to being the one Xavier is groping. I can smell the alcohol on his breath. He may be drunk but Carmen, I know for a fact isn't. She was born with liver damage and had to undergo multiple surgeries. Surgeries that mean she can't drink alcohol. I tried to go easy on him by warning him to back off.

"Get off me, you oaf!" I nudge his chest with hardly any force put into it while making it seem like it was all my strength. What? I'm supposed to be a puney little thing.

"And if I don't? What could you possibly do to a big guy like me other than pleasure me?" He gives me a drunken grin as he slurs the words. But before I can even react, Sammy is already taking care of it knocking a 200 pound playboy on the ground in front of me with him gasping for air and Sammy not even winded in the slightest.

"She said get off! Leave her alone, Xavier. Next time it won't be me knocking you down it'll be her," after he kicks Xavier out Sammy turns to me and pulls me in his arms while I act like I'm crying. Really I'm laughing inside because to anyone else, a threat like that may have caused no fear in Xavier but he has no idea what he's up against.

"Oh, quit being a baby. He was just trying to have a little fun. Well until your new boyfriend here stepped in. Tell me Darius, did you know that your little girlfriend here is a creep? A stocker? A spy?" As soon as she says that I feel like I've failed my mission. She knows that I'm a spy. My cover has been blown.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sammy sounds hesitant when he asks.

"I found this," she tosses one of my more obvious cameras on my bed, " pointed at my bed this morning. What did you plan to do with it? Record my snogings and post them on some website? Sell me for some old man to bonk me?" Oh, lovely. She doesn't know what I am. She just thinks that I record her hookups and am going to sell her as a sex slave. Greeeaaattt. AND she thinks Sammy is my boyfriend. That I can deal with.

"Actually, I didn't put that camera there. And why in bloody hell would I want to record you level 10 snogging your different guy every night thing you have going on. When for all you know Darius and I could be snogging in his room. After all, his roommate is almost always in your bed. You remember how his roommate is your BOYFRIEND right?" As soon as I bring up Kent her eyes get huge and her face goes pale. And she knows that I'm in charge now unless she wants it to get out that she was cheating on her boyfriend. It's a big no no in this school apparently.

"Please don't say anything about this. I'll do whatever you want.." she pauses then gets this weirded out face, "within reason of course."

"You're bloody right, you'll do whatever I want. Now no more being on the pull, you idiot. The only man who should be seeing you naked is your bloody boyfriend. If I even so much as see you chatting up another man while you're taken your dirty little secret will be out. Got it?" In case you couldn't tell being here a little while, I've picked up on the slang. It's easy really. Snogging is kissing in different levels 10 being the whole thing, chatting up is flirting, on the pool is looking for sex. Then there's my favorite one. Bloody hell could really work as any curse word.

"Bu-" she tries to object but I don't let her. I cut her off before she could even finish one word.

"Don't you even so much as bloody think to object. Let me rephrase what I had said. You have no choice but to do as I say. Your life depends on it," in more than one way. "now don't get your nickers in a twist. You should take a kip you look knackered. Darius and I are going to be doing some snogging of our own in his room with his roommate gone. I do believe that he has invited him to come take a kip with you. Unlike you he's faithful to you, you idiot."

When Kent gets here, Sammy and I leave. As we walk down the corridor he wraps his fingers in mine and I can't help but smile. I really do like him. Maybe this boyfriend shenanigan will turn into something real? No. Stay focused. Mission. Carmen took down one of my cameras. One camera. The one that is really meant to be a scare. No big deal. Suddenly my attention is grabbed by my new fake boyfriend spinning me around and planting a kiss on my lips. Ugh, his lips feel so good on mine. So much for staying focused. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back.

"I've been wanting to do that since I met you. I didn't know what you are then but if I had then we wouldnt've had the moment we had back there before we were so rudely interrupted." What is it with Sammy and making me blush?

"So, I know what you said back there about us...dating...was just a cover but I would like to maybe lead up to the real thing? If it's ok with you I would like to take the famous Claire Santana out on a date," and with that his let's me go to a bow and puts out his hand for me to take as acceptance.
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Rant time sorry you can skip this if you want.

So my sister starts the job I was supposed to have on Monday, July 6. I have missed my testing for college classes and now the classes are full. Just my luck right? I'm an auntie to a bunch of youngins and one of them is a little devil child when she has the energy to be. When she's worn out she's really cuddly. Well this past weekend I was camping and she was there and so she came and snuggled up against me like she always does when she's tired. Only this time, what we didn't know is that her half sister (15 year old cheerleader sweet girl but not much common sense) got mono from another cheerleader and gave it to my niece. Long story short? My 7 year old niece gave me mono. So I'll be posting more since I'm practically quarantined to my bedroom. It lasts about 2 weeks and I'm 5 days in. I feel like death ran me over in a bus and I look like death threw the bus in reverse and ran me over again. Not fun. Gotta stay cold. Problem? It's 107° Fahrenheit where I live and my throat is on fire constantly. My mom made my favorite food for dinner and it burned to swallow it. What do I do when I'm not writing since I am quarantined? I sleep. I used to sleep for maybe 8 hours a night. Now I sleep 4 hours during the day and about 11 hours during the night. One thing that everyone was right about having to do with mono. You're soooo exhausted all the time. So wish me luck. I'll be on again tomorrow.