Loving The Enemy

21: Annoying Presentations

I sat in English the next morning, trying to ignore Will's presence. We hadn't spoken since, um, our night together, and it felt very awkward. When I had seen him this morning, he had started smirking at me, and I had only blushed deeply. Currently, I could feel his blue eyes boring into the side of my head, and it was taking everything in me to not look at him.

"Why are you ignoring me?" I heard Will muse.

I finally turned to face him. "I'm not, you weren't saying anything."

"And you haven't said anything to me." His blue eyes danced in amusement.

"Well, there's not much to say." I muttered, blushing.

He laughed. "Stop feeling so embarrassed, Tess. Relax."

I blushed deeper. "Don't you find it awkward?"

His blue eyes twinkled. "Not at all. Do you?"

"Well, yeah." I looked away from him.

Will grinned. "Don't. It's just sex, Tessa."

He made it sound like it was a soccer game, or something.

"But," He added. "It was probably the best I've ever had." He smirked.

I blushed. Really? His best was with me?

"Really?" I flushed.

"Yep." Will smirked.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Mr. Emmett opened the door, and a middle aged woman walked into our class, holding a bunch of papers, and a binder. Her and our teacher spoke, and then Mr. Emmett turned to address us.

"I forgot to tell you this, but you will all be having a presentation now." He announced, and then took his seat.

The woman addressed us, and studied all of us for a moment.

"My name is Lisa, and today I will be talking to you all about underage sex." She started.

A titter went through the classroom, and Jace turned around and smirked Will, but Will was too busy smirking at me. I blushed, and rolled my eyes at him. Seriously? Why couldn't we be split up into boys and girls? Lisa talked about why we shouldn't have underage sex (she was very passionate about that), and Will would not stop smirking at me. She then proceeded to tell us about how we could catch an STD, if we did not use protection, if we decided to have underage sex. While she spoke about this, Will raised his hand.

Oh dear lord.

"And what kind of protection do you recommend?" Will smirked.

Everyone in the class started laughing, and Mr. Emmett glared at Will. Lisa looked a bit uncomfortable.

"Will!" Mr. Emmett snapped, and then looked at Lisa. "You don't have to answer that."

Lisa only chuckled, uncomfortably, and continued with her lecture. I leaned over to Will.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I whispered.

"Oh c'mon, Tess, that was hilarious! Did you see her face?" He smirked.

I only rolled my eyes at him, and grinned faintly. Lisa then started to tell us a story about her best friend in high school, and how she got pregnant when she was seventeen, and how the father left her. She told us that teenage boys could not always be relied on, and how they would most likely leave you with the baby. This bothered me. How dare she insult all the boys like that? Sure, that may or may not be true, but I thought she was crossing the line. She kept going on about it, and I felt more pissy about it, every minute. When I couldn't take it anymore, I raised my hand and she called on me.

"What you're saying may or may not be true, but I find it really rude how you're insulting boys, especially since a bunch of boys are sitting in front of you. And you also don't know if every single boy is like that, so I find that statement unfair." I glared at her.

Everyone turned around to face me, and Will was looking at me, wide eyed. Lisa seemed surprised.

"She's right." Clary spoke up. "Not every boy is like that."

"You don't know that." Lisa defended. Was she serious?

"You're right, I don't. But I'd like to think that boys like that do exist, so I don't end up like you, miserable because some boy dumped you when you were younger, and now you do this." The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.

Lisa gasped, Mr. Emmett looked furious, the class was looking at me, astounded, and Will was smirking at me.

"Nice one, Tess." He smirked. "I should've thought of that."

"Tessa! Will! Principals office now!" Mr. Emmett exclaimed, angrily.

I casually got up, and strutted down the aisle, and made sure to "accidentally" knock Lisa's papers off the table, and then walked out, Will following me. Mr. Emmett slammed the door behind us.

"That was hilarious." Will smirked.

I huffed. "That lady was such a bitch."

He chuckled. "She was. I was surprised you said something."

"I had to." I sighed. "She was annoying me."

We leaned against the wall for a moment.

"Would you do that?" I asked suddenly.

"Do what?" Will echoed.

"Leave a girl if she was pregnant with your baby." I said.

"No." He shook his head. "I couldn't, I'd feel too guilty."

"See? Not every boy's like that. That lady's so blind." I grumbled, rolling my eyes.

"I can't believe she was trying to tell us not to have underage sex. Doesn't she know that everyone will anyway?" Will looked amused.

"We shouldn't." I sighed. "Not again."

"Hmm, and why is that?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Because we don't like each other like that, and it's bad, Will." I bit my lip, worriedly.

"You like me, Tess, don't even try to say that you don't." Will smirked.

"No, you like me." I accused.

"Maybe I do." He mused.

I froze. What? Did I hear that right?

"What?" I choked out.

"You heard me." Will grinned.

Oh. My. God.

Will Herondale might have a crush on me? It didn't sound real. It couldn't be, but it was in some weird messed up way.

"But you said you don't like me, so it doesn't matter, does it?" He still looked amused.

I only stared at him. To tell him, or to not tell him, I thought. I wanted to tell him, but my lips wouldn't move. Will smirked at my conflicted expression.

"We should be getting to the principal's office now, shouldn't we?" He smirked.

He then turned on his heel, and walked down the hallway, leaving me standing there, still wondering what had just happened.