Try Dating Triplets

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

History was about to start, and I was freaking out! There weren’t any seats open on any side of Spencer, I knew no one else so I had absolutely NO CLUE where I was supposed to sit. I searched the room, rapidly searching for an open seat. The bell rang so I just stood awkwardly in front of the class. The teacher hadn’t yet entered the class. I turned towards the door to wait. Someone behind me whistled and shouted, “Hey new girl!” I heard a thud and another noise, and when I turned around, the guy who I assumed had whistled was flat on his fat butt, blood trickling from his nose, I couldn’t tell what he was looking at, but it looked like he was trying to glare at Spencer. “Omigosh, what happened?” I asked, jogging over, I slipped and fell on my butt next to him, lucky for me, it could pass as intended.

“Spen—“ he cut himself off midsentence. “Um… I fell…” he said.

“And your nose?”

“On my face…”

I knew he was lying, but I let it go, I didn’t really feel like getting into all of this, we stood up and walked to the sink where I got some paper towels for him to use, I glanced at Spencer and he shrugged. The kid had just sat down when a plump women with flouncy brown curls came bouncing in. “Sorry I’m late, ah, you must be Lindsay!” She said looking at me. I walked back to the front of the room.

“Yes, that’s me,” I said cheerfully.

“What seat would you like?”

“Uh…” I said dazedly.

“Well?”

“That one…” I pointed to the seat in the back of the room because Spencer would only be one seat away this way.

“Okay, take your seat.” I walked to the back of the room and sat down. There was a girl in front of me and a guy on either side. Spencer was one seat diagonal of me, I peered over. He gave me a small wave.

“Hey baby,” a deep male voice said. I looked to the source to see a sexy guy trying to put his arm over me with the classic “yawn” move. I picked it up and threw it off as though it were garbage. He shook it off, “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”

Man, this guy was cheesy; I just couldn’t stand guys like that! “No, did it hurt when I punched you in the face?” I retorted, holding up my fist.

“Feisty, Tyler likey!” he purred. I scoffed. He reminded me so much of Damion, I don’t even know why I dated him! I survived the rest of history, with minimal annoyance. I met up with Spencer to confirm that I had French next. He skipped merrily down the hall and I jogged to keep up with him. Once in French, I found I sat next to some creepy girl and Spencer was behind me. We always partnered up on team projects, even though I sucked at the language and he was pretty much fluent, apparently, his whole family traveled there once a year for a month over summer. Next class we had science. KILL ME! I thought, as I saw that the only open seat was next to Tyler and some hot brooding guy. On the bright side, Spencer was in front of me. The hot guy had his feet on MY desk! How dare he, I thought. I walked over and sat down, gingerly setting his legs on the ground. He glared at me and put them back up. Two can play at this game, I thought, pulling out my silver sharpie, scribbling silver hearts on his black leather boots. He yanked them down, so I smiled at him. He looked completely shocked, but was quickly replaced by a look of boredom, then he muttered, “Bitch,” so I did the appropriate thing and muttered douche. He glared at me and I high fived Spencer and Tyler. That period passed quickly as well, that means… LUNCH TIME!!! I rushed out, practically knocking Spencer over on my way I stopped by my locker on my way out and grabbed my lunch.

I skipped over to a disserted table. Man, Spencer is really starting to rub off on me. I plopped down, and was almost immediately swept off the cool surface along with my lunch. I was swung over his shoulder, giving me a fancy view of his but, I squirmed and wriggled, but he wouldn’t loosen his grip. Then I saw the silver hearts, this was the same jerk from science, this only made me want down even more! “ LET GO!!” he then dropped me into someone’s lap.  “Why you!” I began, getting ready to fight. I look up to see that Spencer’s face is too close to mine, then I realize it’s because I’m sitting in his lap.

“I asked you to bring her over, not carry her over like a barbarian!” Spencer exclaimed.

“Whatever,” was all he said, and since I was sitting in Spencer’s lap, I would feel wrong shouting profanities at him, so I settled myself by glaring at his retreating figure. I remembered where I was, I looked at Spencer, to realize he had probably been looking at me the whole time… a blush started to creep up my neck.

“Uh…” I said stupidly.

“It’s alright, its Blake’s stupid butt that has to apologize,” he said all smiley and stuff. But I disagreed with him, I myself thought that his butt was far from stupid; I thought it was kinda hot…

“Do you do any sports?” he asked.

“Um, let’s see, I used to play soccer,” he looked at me disapprovingly, and then he smiled.

“But—you’re willing to try new things, right?” he pressured.

“Yah, sure, what do you have in mind?”

“Cheerleading.”

“And how do you expect me to try out? It’s already football season, don’t we have a game this Friday?”

“Yah, sure, but I’ve got connections…”

“Okay, when?”

“After school,”

“’Kay,” I replied, unwrapping my sandwich. He scrunched up his face, “What is that?”

“Tuna,” he snatched my sandwich and started pawing at it.

“This is NOT tuna!” he concluded.

“Yah-huh!” I exclaimed, grabbing it back, I started chomping on it.

“Girl, wait here, I’ll be right back, and—Stop eating THAT!” he said, grabbing my sandwich and throwing it into the trashcan. He turned and ran into the cafeteria.

“My sandwich,” I sniffled. I got over it and pulled out my banana, I was peeling it as he came back, holding a metallic tray, seeing me about to eat it, he slapped it out of my hand and gave me the tray. I looked at the delicacies in front of me. There was a pesto salad, spaghetti with meat sauce, and raspberry parfait. MMM! I scooped up some pasta and was lost in food until I was licking the plates. I looked at Spencer, he was smiling.

“Hungry much?”

“Oh, shut up!” I said, getting up and dusting off, we started walking to P.E. just as the bell rang.

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CHAPTER 3 DONE!!! <3 okay, I’ll be posting in Loving your Best Friend soon, and Blake’s and Tyler’s pov will be coming out, they’re Dating your Brother’s Girlfriend and Digging on the New Girl, they’ll probably be out tomorrow or Thursday, thanks :)