Hailsmith Academy

Chapter 13: Ping pong

I have to be turning insane. I have to be losing my freaking mind. That is the only possible explanation for what happened in the janitor's closet the other day.

I'd tried to flush the memory out of my mind, but I couldn't. Every time I pictured it, my heart would do it's characteristic, skip a beat thing. I had never in my life, even contemplated the idea of- well, guys.

Also, I'm with Jackie. Charming, beautiful, amazing Jackie who I cared for with all my heart. My girlfriend.

So, why the hell was I suddenly feeling things for Jeremiah Evans?

It made no sense. I'd always gone with the idea of having a girlfriend to be normal. Not that dating a guy isn't normal, but I've never thought of it as a possibility for me. As my normal. From the minute I met Jackie, I knew I wanted her. Everything about her was so amazing. Yet, this one boy is making me question everything about myself.

I would never cheat in a million years; I'm not that kind of guy. However, I'll be damned if I said I didn't feel this...attraction towards Evans. Yeah, there was no other word for it. Attraction.

No way. I can't think about him that way. I have a freaking girlfriend for godsakes. I really like being with her too. Although, now that I think about it, as much as I like her as a person, I've never felt towards her, what I suddenly feel towards Evans. Like, physically.

NO. I had to stop thinking like this. I pulled on my clothes and ran out for breakfast. Spencer had been impatiently waiting for me by the door. We went downstairs together, while I tried to force all thoughts of Jeremiah out of my mind. Mid terms were going to start soon, and I cannot afford to mess it up over this.

My first class for the day was chemistry, as it usually is on Mondays. The good news was, we had a substitute today since Mrs. Peterson was out sick. After trying to teach us for ten minutes, the sub just gave up, put on a film and slept in his chair.

The entire class simply talked among themselves, no one paying any attention to the screen whatsoever. I tapped my pencil against the desk unconsciously, my thoughts trailing away again.

"Luke? LUKE!"

I nearly jumped out of my seat when Spencer screamed in my ear. "Jesus Christ, what was that?"

He scowled at me. "I had to get your attention somehow. What the heck is going on with you these days?"

"What do you mean?"

He gave me that knowing look, in a way I knew I was going to get a lecture about something. Spencer didn't do it often, which is how I know he really wants to talk about it.

"Ever since you started that whole lacrosse thing, your mind has been somewhere else all the time. You know, if your stressed about anything you can talk to me."

I hesitated for a second, thinking about whether or not I should tell him about Evans. No- no way. I didn't even know my own feelings yet. Telling Spencer something that might not even be true was ridiculous. I shook my head.

"Sorry, I guess I have been a little distracted. It's all just new to me. I'm fine though."

Spencer's eyes narrowed, as he hit me with a scrutinizing look. He had this weird way of looking into my damn soul to figure out if I was lying or not. I held my ground, trying to keep my expression as inconspicuous as possible. After a few more seconds, he sighed.

"Alright, fine. But if I see any indication that you're lying to me- I will personally beat it out of you."

I chuckled nervously, knowing full well that he would actually do it. Spencer is a pretty aggressive best friend that way. I still love him, though.