Temptation

chapter 3

You see once school was out I had no choice but to go and find Joe. Which I may add I was not happy  about. At the end of the day the group stood I their usual spot. Dead center of the courtyard. Our school has a lovely campus. Large oak trees that are changing colors right now due to winter coming. Beautiful lush green grass and the building is made of brick to represent the early 1900's  when the original school was still standing. Under the statue of our mascot, a giant wolf stood the group I hate the most. The paws of the wolf stretch out as the wolf stood in a stance as if to pounce and kill growling at the ground below. I swear sometimes I look at the wolf and think it is going to leap off the concrete square beneath it and attack someone. Most of the time I hope for it to be Taylor. But we all know that would never happen. Sighing at my thoughts I close in on the group.
Joe, Taylor, Samantha, Jessica, and Mitchel all leaning up against the mascot. Joe smiled at me as I came to the group, but of course I ignore his arrogance.

"So I need you-" Joe started but snaps at me. "Look at me when I'm talking to you! That's so rude Iverly. I mean honestly," he huffed with a flick of his hair. "Don't act like you don't want to see all of this." Pointing to his own body to emphasize Joe smiles seeing me become irritated and flustered due to his stupid remark. I have to admit, Joe has a nice body, for hells sake he is the QB for our football team. But that doesn't mean that I want him.
Sighing deeply I look over at Joe out of the corner of my eye. "Sorry." I say trying to keep an even tone.
"Anyway!" Joe went on in an approving tone. "I need you to go and get my baby girl some things.." he says with a small smile as he looks at Taylor. She let's out another annoying small giggle as Joe took hold of her hand. You can tell she's head over heels for Joe, but he only somewhat returns the love. Which is sad, I hate to admit it but Taylor could do so much better than Joe. But if she wants a f***boy, then that's on her.

"In which case I'll tag along, I mean our one year is coming up in two days. I could use a woman's opinion on what might suit TayTay." He continued as he held Taylor's hands out in front of her. Leaning in he gives her a big smooch.
Looking away again I just sigh. Great now I have the one person I don't want to be alone with going with me to the store to buy my worst enemy something for her birthday.
Yay!

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"So!" Joe went on to break the silence. "How was your day?"

I could only answer Joe's question with one word. And that word was fine. I held my hands in my lap neatly as I sat beside Joe in the passenger seat of his white Lexus LFA. I do have to admit his car is way nice.

"Why do you keep answering my questions with one word?" He asks as he takes a quick glance at me from the corner of his eye.
"Why are you trying to make small talk with me?" I counter as I look at him now.

"Well, because I don't want to sit in a car with you for another ten minutes with awkward silence. That's why." Joe says as he stops at a red light. Taking his eyes off the road completely now Joe meets my state and with just as much intensity glares back. His one hand on the steering wheel while his other rested on the console between us.

"Well I don't mind silence." I say as my eyes move from his to the window again. "I'd rather us just get this whole shopping thing over and done with, without much talking."

Joe pulled into the mall parking lot I sigh heavily as he parked the car. Opening the door I immediately got out of the car and headed straight for the mall entry. Slamming his door behind him and locking the car Joe ran up next to my side. "Yo! Hold up!" Joe nearly shouts to get my attention as he took hold of my arm.

Shrugging off his grasp I continue to walk. "So what do you want me to get? A bra? Underwear? Name it I will be in and out within fifteen minutes and this little thing will be done. So that you can go on with your day and I can go on with mine. This isn't a little fun 'friend' thing. You're not my friend." I say over my shoulder as I glare at him using air quotes with my fingers as I say friend. "Got it?"