The Fable of Riley and the Jerk

Chapter 6

(A/N): Picture on the side is Rosie Ellingson, IT'S CARA!
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Jake tugged me out the cafeteria and to the hallways. It occurred to me that he was still holding my hand so I yanked my arm away from his grasp.

He walked towards the outdoor benches and plopped himself on. He grabbed his backpack and took out a sandwich, I sat down across from him and waited.

After a minute of the sound of his chewing. "So.. What did you wish to put before me?" I queried sarcastically.

"Oh nothing, I just wanted to be with you, alone." He smirked.
"Come again?" I questioned him with confusion.
"Because you amuse me." He said.

I rolled my eyes and stood up, walking away from him. When i got back indoors, I spotted Rosie.

She lunged towards me and started bickering me with questions. "What? When? How? Why didn't you tell me? Where?"

I told her the whole story, the time I scratched his car, owing him one, going to the diner, and everything else.

"I THINK HE LIKES YOU!" She exclaimed.
"Shh! Do you want the whole school to know?? AND NO! We are distinctly contrary beings and that's not possible."

"Enough about me! What about you! When is the game you're cheering for?" I asked.

"It's in a week, we've been practicing our butts off for it!" Rosie squealed. "You better be there!" She demanded.

"Of course! I'll be in the front row! Cheering for your cheering!" I said while laughing at myself.

The bell soon rang and it was time for next period. We got to our separate ways, Rosie had History and I had Literature.

I got my books for Lit and sprinted to the class to avoid being late.
The day went by and fleetly enough, the end of school arrived.

The library was waiting for me.
I sat on the counter and waited for people who wanted to borrow books, which is, rarely.

I was eating my skittles and slurping my Dr. Pepper when something or someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I looked up and saw Jake, smirking. He was wearing his football jersey while, like me, placing his chin on his palm and his elbow pressed on the counter - arching his back.

"Yes?" I smiled sweetly yet sarcastically.

He gobbled up a hand full of my skittles, "Want to watch me practice?" He said.

"Hmm.. Let me think, do I want to sit in the scorching sun watching dudes run around kicking some balls or do I want to be in an air conditioned room with books surrounding me?" I again, stated sarcastically.

"Oh come on, please? Rosie's there too." He said. I thought, why would Rosie be there? Then I realized she's practicing for cheerleading.

"Fine, but only to see Rosie." I gave in.
As soon as I said that he muttered a yay.

We walked to the football field and as it came to view, so did Rosie. She was cheering with the rest of the girls.

The routine soon ended, she then walked to me and said "How was it??"

"It was awesome!!" I screamed. She jumped up and down cheerfully. No wonder it was called cheerleading, they're very cheerful.

The football practice was starting so we watched the game together, we sat on the bench.

To be completely honest, Jake's incredibly talented. "He should really get a scholarship for football." Rosie said, as if she read my mind.

Eventually it ended and the guys were taking a break. Jake approached us, the instant he stepped in front of us, Rosie smiled and said "I should get back to the girls."

I glared at her, "Am I the best football player ever or what?" Jake smirked.

"Ehh, I've seen better." I lied.
"Oh have you? Where did you see this incredibly talented football player?" he asked.

"Uhh, in the beach." I replied, though it sounded more like a question.

"You can do a lot of things but lie, babe." Jake added. I forcefully punched him on the arm and muttered "Bitch".

"What was that?" He smirked.
I rolled my eyes and announced "I don't think there would be an era where you would stop smirking."

"But you love it." He smirked AGAIN.
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