"Eww he is a player...." I muttered, pushing my auburn hair out of my eyes and looking at my best friend Savannah like she was the dumbest person I have ever met.
"Yeah he is but we both know girls love players." She giggled turning around and looking at Brent. A small smirk played on her lips as she took in his shirtless form.
"My god..." I whispered under my breath.
I'm not going to lie Brent is sexy. Far more then sexy, this guy does modeling and star quarter back on the football team but his personality is such a turn off. He gloats about himself all the time and every lunch period he takes his shirt off and flexes his muscles for the girls around him. He is everything Savannah wants in a guy but everything I hate. Yes, I too love players but he takes the game to a whole new level! He doesn't date as much as he hooks up with girls which I think is gross. He reminds me of a walking STD!
"Dont hate Lexi."
"Sorry its kind of hard not to hate Aids. I cant help it."
"Who has Aids?" Our best friend Tyler asked walking over and plopping down right at our table. The first thing he did when he got here was push me over so he could sit down then take my pizza. What an ass hole.
"Tyler!" I yelled, annoyed and smacked the pizza out of his hand. It went flying to the floor and landed right on someone's spit out gum.
"Way to waste food. You know kids in Africa would kill for a full piece of pizza." Tyler said looking sadly down at the pizza. His dirty blond hair was spiked up perfectly and his hazel eyes looked like a puppy that just got slapped in the face when he looked at the pizza.
"Yeah? Well now some homeless person gets a free slice of pizza from the trash can." I shot back staring at the pizza with my simple, brown eyes.
"Anyways." Savannah piped up getting both of our attentions." Lexi has it in her head that Brent has Aids."
Tyler threw his head back and started laughing like that was the funniest thing in the world. Whats so funny about that? If you brag about all the chicks you bang, and let me tell you that is a lot, then you obviously have Aids. I also think he has a sex addiction and needs to go to rehab. Every time I say that though people simply laugh at me like I'm stupid.
"That is so funny. I'm going to tell him that you said that! Hey, Brent!" Tyler called, waving Brent over.
"Tyler...no!" I whisper, shouted shoving him in the arm.
I have never once had a conversation with Brent and I dont want to start now! Word is he thinks that I think I'm to cool for him or something. Which is I'm not to cool for him I'm just to good to be around him. Every time I say something mean Tyler and everyone else just has to go and tell him!
"Its good." Tyler chuckled waving me off.
Brent looked over here from where he was standing underneath a tree with a couple of girls and some friends. He smirked at Tyler and began walking his way over leaving his friends behind. When his gaze met mine I couldn't help thinking of him as a predator and me as a prey. If you ever looked him in his crystal blue eyes you would get what I mean...
"No, its not good!" I said frantically, looking at Savannah for help. All she did was was smile at me and shrug. What a good friend she is!
"Yeah?" Brent asked, lazily stretching when he got to our table. When he stretched I could easily see his muscles flex. His basketball shorts hung dangerously low on his waist and his body was the perfectly tan.
"Wanna here what Lexi said?" Tyler asked.
From the corner of my eyes I saw Savannah cover her mouth to stop herself from laughing. My eyes met Brent's and his expression was completely blank showing he didn't care what I said. Good then there is nothing to worry about.
"Not really, man. Every time I hear her name its because she was talking shit." Brent scoffed, staring me down.
"I dont talk shit. I just have enough guts to name my opinion!" I said, defending myself and staring at him like he was stupid.
"True that." Savannah piped up from behind me.
Tyler looked over to her as if to ask why she was even talking.
"She thinks you have aids, bro." Tyler yelled, instantly getting peoples attention, and burst out laughing.
I could feel the stares burning into my back and I fought the urge to tell them to fuck off. Everyone knows it too! How can you sleep with that many girls and not get anything? Condoms dont always work, they break, oh and you can also get herpes. But as usual I'm the only one who hates this god in our school. Even the kids he picks on loves him!
"Aids?" Brent asked incredulously looking at me like I was on something.
"Okay you have fucked almost every girl in this school and other schools. How can you not get Aids?" I said, defending myself.
His sharp gaze went all the way down to my white flip flops, to my bare legs, to my white jeans, up to my purple blouse, while lingering on my chest, and back to my eyes. When he stared at me like that I felt like I was naked. I fought the urge to squirm where I was sitting and glared right into his eyes. I feel pretty brave... no other person would just openly glare into Brent Jones eyes...well no other person but me!
"You know your right." He chuckled, like he just said the smartest thing in the world.
I saw Tyler's and Savannah's jaw drop at his words. One thing Brent never does is agree with people. He always, always has to be right. Which is how I know he is up to something so I kept my gaze the same, still glaring.
"I'm always right." I retorted, staring at him like he was some kind of dirty homeless person.
"Wanna know what your right about, sweet-cheeks?"
"Everything?"
"No. Your right. I have slept with almost every girl in this school. Almost. I think I'm going to add another to my hit it and quit it list." Brent smirked at me like he just said the smartest thing in the world.
What a dumb ass. Like I care about who he fucks and who he doesn't fuck.
"And I care why?" I questioned, in a tone that said he is wasting my time.
"You care because that girl is you."
This time my jaw really did job and my face looked astonished. Savannah started coughing on her food from behind me and Tyler once again today threw his head back and started laughing. I felt my heart beat pick up and my cheeks turn red. If there is one thing everyone knows for a fact its that Brent Jones never does is back down from a challenge. By the look on his face I could tell that him getting into my pants was going to be a challenge he would make sure he does not lose.
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I know its short but this is just to give you guys a taste of the story and whats its going to be about(:
Hope you guys liked it. I think at least one person should comment on it so I know at least someone likes it. Thanks!
Yours truly,
Cynthia!
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Hate The Game Not The Player;)
HumorEvery girl loves a player... a guy who is a master at flirting, takes the word arrogant to a whole new level, completes the definition of player, and can make any girl swoon when he walks by. That is... every girl but me.