I Have Always Been Yours

The Jock Strap Himself

Natalia's POV

My dear brother asking me for help was probably the weirdest thing I've ever heard in my life and things only started to get worse as I arrived to my class, just barely on time. Thanks Jesse.

As I start to take my seat, here comes Brayden. The one person I think I can live without. I mean sure he's sexy as hell: black sleek hair, intense brown eyes, a mischievous smile with small dimples at the sides. You could practically see his 6 pack through that white shirt that clung to him in all the right places, hugging his impressive biceps. He's mysterious and has a great sense of humor, when he isn't using it to degrade a girl.

Other than that, he's your stereotypical douche bag who thinks he can get any girl he wants. Smash and Dash is his motto and boy does he live by it. Everything he does gets under my skin, from his attitude, to the way he is around his jock friends and especially the way he treats girls.

I can't stand it but oddly enough, I find myself like every other stupid girl...attracted to him. But lately it seems that Brayden is catching my attention and not in the usual way. He's been hanging around Fianna's little sister lately and I honestly don't know what to think about that.

Destiny was always very obedient, she never got in my way. She never messed with the system, she was always too shy, so caught up in her own little nerdy world. But now she's no longer shy, she's always challenging me, it's like she grew a back bone and realized she could fight back if she tried which, is definitely not something I like. She even dresses like me. Not slutty, just more...how should I say this, more spirited for the guys, if you catch my drift.

Basically class was the same as everyday, long and boring. I had to listen to Mrs. Posley try to explain ancient philosophy. Her little beady eyes peering through those big thick glasses, talk about ancient history. She looks like she could be from around those times.

As I make my way through the halls, I feel a tug on my new shirt. I'll have to kill whoever this is later, and to my surprise, it's Brayden.

"Well if it isn't the jock strap himself" I say smugly as I turned to him, relieving my shirt from his grip. That had better not be wrinkled.

"Well hello too you too, tell Jesse that I'm spending the night tonight." He spoke with a smile.

Oh I guess I forgot to mention how this jock strap knows me. Jesse, unfortunately, is his best friend. Meaning every Thursday night (like tonight) he comes over and raids our fridge and bugs the crap out of me, if Fianna isn't around that is.

"Look I know that you're slow and everything so I'll use small words. Send Jesse a t-e-x-t-m-e-s-s-a-g-e ok?" I don't think he liked that too much. Oh well, I wasn't made to boost his ego like most girls insisted on doing.

He pouted and gave me those innocent eyes, which he only uses to get what he wants but I will not crumble under his gaze and give the pig his prize. So instead I walked away feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. I don't know what it is about being a bitch, but it always makes me feel so good.

But back to Jesse and Brayden, they became friends when Fianna caught the attention of Brayden. I sadly knew that day would come eventually but I never once thought it would last as long as it did.

Fianna was going through a rough patch, and wound up using Brayden, the way he now uses girls. I honestly think she is the reason he is the way he is but that's a theory I'll prove another time. They became convenience companions or fuck buddies, whatever you prefer. Then one day they called it quits, much to Braydens dismay. I honestly think he started feeling something for her. But because Fianna was always around me, and Jesse always around her, Brayden and Jesse started bonding over the usual things; girls, gaming and of course sports. Football in particular. Brayden is a linebacker on the varsity team where Jesse is the star quarterback.