"Look, I don't like you. You don't like me-"
"Aw, so we're not one big happy family? Damn, Barney lied to me. My whole childhood is over now." Jason said, smiling that toothy grin that will make any girl's heart melt, including mine.
"I swear to God, I will kick you in the balls, pretty boy." I keep my glare focused at his nose, trying not look up into the eyes that I hear all the girls in my gym class gush on about.
Jason stands up from my bed, coming up in front of me until there's only a few inches between our faces and the mere recognition that this is actually happening makes my heart not just race, but also pound deep and hard in my chest.
I can feel my eyes already wide and my breath coming out in small pants. He was gripping my forearms tightly, but that just made me like it even more. And those eyes.. Damn, I understand why Weezy Wanda starts to get into an asthma attack. They are simply the palest eyes I have ever seen in my entire life and the light blue color I know will be forever embedded into my mind.
"You wouldn't punch me, bumble bee." Jason asked, before leaning down even more to rub his nose against mine. Oh God, please just help me now. I don't know what he's going to do, and for some odd reason, that excites me. He excites me, and I don't like knowing that feeling one bit.
"Why wouldn't I?" I asked, my voice sounding much lower than I thought. I see Jason gulp, before putting that charming grin that made me become a puddle of hot and horny feelings. Damn teenage hormones.
"Because you have a crush on me, even though you're too stubborn to admit it."
And what did I do then? Well, I kicked him in the balls. What? At least I didn't punch him there.
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Robyn Winters was nothing more than ordinary. She had her little group of close friends, her own odd obsessions with bands, movies, and television shows alike, and she wasn't really an important factor in, what you may call, her high school's "social ladder". She wasn't really even on it, actually. She wasn't known by everyone in the school, but she did talk to many of her classmates and was known pretty much as a nice, yet shy girl.
Jason Andrews wasn't the most popular guy in the school, nor was he even the second most popular guy in the school. He was on the Kingston High basketball team, so he was declared as one of the "populars", but he was more known for cracking a joke in class. He was and always has been the class clown of his year, every since kindergarten. He never really had a care in the world, he was simply a free spirit.
The summer before their junior year, Robyn's dad decided that it was time to get some more help in the ice cream shop he owns, Ice Cream Delight. And the last person that Robyn would expect her dad of picking to help was the class idiot, Jason Andrews, whose jokes were never funny to Robyn, but instead made her think of him as any other air head jock.
With ten weeks of summer and only two days off per week, Robyn and Jason were stuck together much to both of their displeasures. But maybe warm summer nights and numerous cups of Larry Cherry ice cream can make these two opposites see that they may have more in common than they think...
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Ice Cream Delights
Teen FictionRobyn Winters was nothing more than ordinary. She had her little group of close friends, her own odd obsessions with bands, movies, and television shows alike, and she wasn't really an important factor in, what you may call, her high school's "socia...