The Look

Aftermath.

It's been 3 months since the thing in the office happened. Thank God for summer break. The entire time I kept blowing him off, making excuses on why I couldn't hang out, or just not answering calls and texts. It's the second week of my sophomore year and I've been able to avoid him. And for some reason, every time I see Jackson I either turn and walk the other way, or I put my head down and turn up my music. It's hella petty, I know. But I can't help it. I don't need what I did going around the whole school. I fucked a guy I barely know, and to make it even worse, I did it on campus, in a chair. It was super fun, and felt so fucking good, don't get me wrong, but that shouldn't have been the place. He's been texting me since I walked out of the office.
*baby girl, what did I do?
*nothing papi, everything is fine.
*why are you lying to me?
*I'm not.
*Tamzyn, yes you are
*Jackson, no I'm not.
End of conversation. I don't want him to think I regret it, but I need some time to think.
Myah naturally wanted EVERY SINGLE DETAIL. And of course I gave it to her. She's my cousin! What else was I supposed to do?!
"Myah it was so good. But I feel like I'm just a fuck for him."
"Puta! He obviously wants your hardheaded ass! Why? I have no fucking idea! BUT he wouldn't be texting you like that if he did."
She's so aggressive. But the bitch keeps it real! I can always count on her for that!
"Qué coño sería yo sin ti?"
"Cuz, I got no fuckin idea!" Myah says.
I'm so glad we are on the same page with this mess that I've created.
We start to walk to lunch, meeting up with our girls one by one. We go to our table and strangely there was some random dude with his hood up sitting there with his back to us. We get up to the table and
"What the fuck is this?!" Is the first thing that comes out of all 8 of us in unison. Sometimes the link we all have is scary. We stay in each other's heads.
The brave, hooded asshole turns around. Fuck my life! I should have fucking known. It's Jackson.
"There you are baby girl! Where have you been?" He says getting up, grabbing me around my waist, and kissing me. Before I even know what's going on my I hear my brothers voice. Oh shit.
"Bro what the fuck are you doing?! Get your hands off my sister!" Antonio says stepping into Jackson's face, pushing me behind him. I wouldn't want to be a person fucking with my brother. 6'4, football quarterback and linebacker, all-star basketball player. His frame is stronger, broader, and just bigger than Jackson over all.
"Ant chill!!" Myah yells. At this point, the entire lunch room is looking to our corner including my little freshman brother Robbert surrounded by his friends. I feel bad for him because he's related to us. This is just fucking perfect.
"Why the fuck did I just see your hands and mouth on my sister douche bag?!" Antonio yells clenching his fists.
"Last time I checked, she kissed me back asshole!" Jackson says following suit.
"Jackson, watch it! Ant, fuckin chill. I can handle myself!" I'm really getting annoyed. Just because he's my big brother, doesn't mean he has to treat me like I'm 5.
"Tam, do you not see the bull shit in this?! Your a fucking sophomore, he's a fucking senior!! Are you not able to process that shit yet?! The only idiot slow enough to touch my sister. And in front of me none the less!"
"See!! That's your fucking issue!! It's okay for you to be a senior and fuck with any girl you want! Freshman's AND Sophomores included!! But because I'm a girl or cursed as your little sister, the options change.. I'm not 5 years old anymore Antonio. I kissed him back! Sure I want to punch him in the face, but I still kissed him back!" I go to walk past my dickhead brother and grab Jackson's hand. I hate how my entire family treats me exactly how Antonio see's me. He honestly thinks I care if he's around or not! I'm going to do me regardless.
"That's exactly why everyone thinks your a slut! You'll fuck anyone!"
"Fuc-" before I could get my entire comment of rage out, Jackson throws a quick left hook that connects with my brothers jaw.
"Don't you EVER talk to her like that again! Do you understand?!" Jackson says leaning over my brother trying to collect himself on the ground.
"I don't know if I like him or not, but it's about time one of these puto's stopped being scared of Antonio!" Myah says approvingly.
"Way to stick up for our girl." The 7 other girls say giving him dabs.
"Let's go baby girl." Jackson looks down at me and kisses my cheek.
"Chica's I'll catch y'all later, si?" I ask.
"Si, love you" I can always count on my girls to have my back.
Walking hand in hand with Jackson down the hallway felt right. Even with the nosey ass preps starring us down. Walking around our big ass school had me a bit on edge. Where was he taking me? Is he just trying to fuck again? I stop in my tracks, pulling my hand away.
"Baby girl, what's the matter?" Jackson asks me, while lifting my chin up to look into his eyes.
"Where are you taking me?"
"I was just going to take you to my car so we can talk." He says, seeming confused.
"So what you tell me I look beautiful, or pretty, or stick your hand in my panties and I forget about what's happened between us? Or even that shit show with my brother?!" I start pacing. I'm getting mad and irritated at the same time. He's playing with me. I don't like games.
"Tamzyn, despite what your brother may think, I genuinely like you, for you. I'm not trying to use you, or just have you to get off. I want us to build something together."
"Why don't I believe you?" I ask hesitantly
"It's okay let me prove it.. Please."
"Okay. Lead the way."
God I hope I don't regret this. With Jackson leading the way, I grab his hand, and just keep walking towards the parking lot.