Chapter 2: Hormonal, teenage, highschool boys..

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Hard to get?... Hard. To. Get? Who's playing hard to get. I can assure you that was not my intention and if he thinks I'm even the least bit interested he must be out of his mind.

"Trust me Remsen, no one is trying to play hard to get, especially not for you," I said with a look of disgust.

He puts his hands up in defense and says, "Whoa. What a way to make a guy feel insecure babe. And for your information any girl in this school would be willing to have me. I mean look around."

He gestures his hand around the classroom and smirks his cocky smirk.

I don't even bother to look up at the girls he speaks of. I could feel their eyes stripping him naked already, which was gross, but he was right.

Any girl would love to be his, but that would be impossible because he switched up girls like they were revolving doors.

I could honestly care less though so before the bell could ring I get up and fling my bag over my shoulder and say to him, "I'm not your 'babe' Asher," and storm out of the classroom.

I didn't bother to wait for him to reply in any way so I just kept on walking until I got to my locker to get my books and head home.

I check my phone to see if there were any text messages and surprisingly there was.

Dad: I'm picking you up today.
I'm outside already. Come to the car.

As I walk outside of the school building I see my dads red Range Rover waiting on the curb.

I knock on his side of the window so he could unlock the doors for me to get in. I walk around to the passenger side, get in the car, throw my bag in the back, and fasten my seat belt.

I turn to my dad with a big smile and scream "Hey Dad," in a voice you'd think would belong to a little girl.

He pulls me into a warm embrace and we pull apart just as quick as it happened.

He finally starts the car and we begin to pull off.

"Hey sweetheart, how was school?"

He looked very well awake and young. His hair swept back and almost wet looking.

He had on his glasses which contributed to his professional look as he was wearing his black and white work suit.

He looked well put together as usual and I could tell that he was going off to his office. He was a lawyer and owned his own firm, so he chose his own hours.

But after summarizing my day and contemplating how I would say it, I just blurt out,

"It was fine. Just like any other first day of school. Also, I finally saw Nash."

He nods seeming content with my response, but something still lingered in his mind unknowingly.

That's when he quickly takes his eyes off of the road to look at me and says

" so how about Asher. I know you guys are close right? How about him?"

I was taken back by the fact that he was even asking about Asher, but then again not really. My dad and Mr.Remsen basically are college buddies, so it doesn't surprise me one bit.

I finally respond and say "oh he was there too. We actually unexpectedly walked to school together. He's still a pain in the a-- Butt though."

He chuckles and by the time I know it the car is coming to a holt in front of our house.

The house was big. It now only housed my mother, father, the only brother that I had left, and I. It included extra rooms and surprised me by how big it was sometimes.

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