Three Guys Like Me. I Hate All Of Them

Three Guys Like Me. I Hate All Of Them - Chapter 18

"How's the new couple this fine lunch hour?" Zane chuckled, taking a seat on the other side of me.

Ian was sitting next to me, and had an arm on the bck of my chair, while his finger tips traced lines across my skin. "We're great."

I looked to Ian, and kissed his cheek. He smiled at me, and winked.

"Dammit. You're making our girl go soft." Mason complained.

Zane looked at Mason and glave him a serious nod. "You know what we have to do?"

"That I do my friend."

I looked to my best friends and gave them a questioning look.

"She need to beat someone up." Zane said, standing up.

"Go get Mike. He's always up for a good fight." Mason suggested.

"What the hell are you two morons talking about? I'm not going soft, and I'm not beating up Mike. I hear he's still sore from last time I kicked his ass." I winked at the guys and they just laughed at me.

"What did you do last time?" Ian asked me.

"I think I bruised his balls, then cracked a rib...Oh, and gave him a black eye."

"What did he do?"

"Told Koda she was ugly." I shrugged.

Ian looked at me with that strange expression again, and kissed my lips quickly. "You're amazing, you know that?"

"Indeed I do, British Boy." I winked at him, and took a swig of my Dr. Pepper.

"Hello." Max said, sitting across from me.

"Why the hell are you sitting here?" I snapped at him.

"Free country." He shrugged.

"Got you there, Elle!" Mason yelled.

Ian scooched his chair closer to mine.

"Mr. Johnson is such a freaking-UGH!" Koda said, taking her seat on Mason's lap.

"What did he do?" I asked, trying to forget about the moron sitting across from me, trying to play footsie.

"Kept me after class just because I sneezed in class."

Everyone started to laugh, and soon Koda joined in.

"He just hasn't got any from his wife, so he's taking it out on you, Kode." I giggled.

"He doens't have to be a douche about it..." She mumbled.

"So, Ellody." Max smiled at me.

I turn to the brown eyes boy in front of me, and gave him my best fake smile. "Max."

He closed his eyes and smiled. "If only I could make you scream my name." He sighed.

Ian tensed beside me, and I put a hand on his knee.

"You could try." I say.

His eyes opened, and I saw his brown orbs sparkle. "Okay."

He grabbed his milk carton, and opened it, taking a swig first. I saw him looking at me, and then he threw the contents of his milk carton at my face.

The whole cafeteria went silent, and my friends stared at Max in bewilderment.

Wrong move Max.

"MAX!" I screeched, wiping the milk from my eyes.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" Ian glared at the brown headed boy, and shook a few milk droplets off him.

Poor Ian. He got a few drops on him, while I'm fucking soaked.