Game On, Angel

Chapter Four

Cassia

==Monday==

I'd been waiting in the school parking lot, tapping my foot impatiently, when finally the familiar white and blue mini cooper drove onto campus. I sighed and put my hands on my hips, waiting for Angelina to get to me.

She stepped out of the car, and everybody turned their heads to look at her. Her shiny brown hair was curled to perfection, and her blue eyes widened when she saw me. She was wearing light-wash skinny jeans, beige uggs, and a red, flowered blouse that hugged her curves. Big hoops hung from her ears, and bracelets jangled on her wrist. Why did my best friend always look like a goddess?

"Hey Cass," she said nervously.

"We need to talk," I snapped.

She flinched and her cheeks reddened slightly, telling me that she remembered Saturday night. I still couldn't believe what I'd walked in on. Angelina hugged her bag closer to her chest, and followed me to math. once we were seated, I spun around in my seat and looked straight into her sea-blue eyes.

"What the hell were you thinking?" I all but screamed.

All heads turned to look at us, but as soon as I turned around to glare at them, Angelina and I were left alone again. I turned back to look her in the eye.

"Look, I don't know, okay? I'd had a few drinks and I wasn't thinking straight. I don't see why it matters so much anyway; nothing happened," she defended.

"Pshh, yeah. Tell that to your red panties Finn was about to take off."

"Were you ladies talking about me?"

Finn came strolling into class, and slumped down in his chair, checking out Angelina, before averting his gaze to look at us. Angelina's head was in her hands, and she was groaning. Meanwhile, I was sitting backward in my chair, interrogating her.

"I'll be back; I forgot my notebook in my locker," Angelina said.

She got up and left, with Finn watching her butt as she walked. I slapped him across the face, and he put his hand to his cheek, looking at me like I was crazy. He rubbed his cheek and scowled at me.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"For hitting on my best friend! I told you to stay away from her, and what do I find in your room when coming to ask for help? You guys about to sleep together!" I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself.

Finn looked thoughtful, and he was rubbing some stubble along his jaw. Crap, what was my brother thinking? I tried to read the emotions displayed on his face, but they were all too jumbled.

"Wait... Why are you blaming this on me? What if it was Angelina who took advantage of me while I was drunk?" he smirked.

"Finn, I'm not an idiot. You want to play her just like you did every other girl at Woodview. And yes, Tabitha told me about how you played her. Why do you always want what you can't have? Let me just tell you this, Finn Owens, don't you dare play Angelina. If you hurt her, I'm telling dad about your little hobby."

"First of all, I knew her name started with a T. Second, you never said I couldn't sleep with Angelina--you just said I couldn't play her. Third, don't bother. Dad's too busy to even care about who I sleep with. Fourth, I'm done playing girls. There aren't any more for me to play."

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Finn

Angelina came into class a few minutes after my argument with Cass. Why did she always have to look so hot? As she sat next to me, I could smell her vanilla scent. I watched her chew her lip, obviously nervous around Cass. I remembered what it was like kissing those lips. It just felt... right. This reminded me of what Cass said, "you guys were about to sleep together,". If we hadn't been so rudely interrupted, would I have woken up next to Angelina Sunday morning?