Mr. Right and Mr. Wrong

17

Tristan opens my door, taking my hand to help me out of his car.

He kisses me softly, making bystanders watch in shock.

He pulls away, grabbing his and my bag from the back seat.

We walk towards the school, hand in hand.

My body felt like it were on fire from all the stares I was getting.

Obviously this must be how Tristan feels everyday since everyone stares at him twenty-four seven when he passes by.

I literally were getting eye raped.

But this is honestly about half of the school.

We're actually kind of late because my mother kept fawning over Tristan every time he batted a lash.

I were surprised we even most got out of the parking lot without her following and waving like a complete maniac. The nightmare didn't stop there though. She invited him over for dinner. I were giving him the look that told him to say no, but he only smiled at me and agreed anyways.

I were in for it tonight.

As we were walking through the hallway, my name were hollered.

"Jenna!"

I stop and turn to see Calvin running towards Tristan and I in a bright orange vest.

He stops, bending over to take a breath.

"I were... Running... After you... For the longest." Calvin says, taking breaths between every word.

"Who the fuck is this cheeseball?"

"He's my friend."

"Hmph."

I chuckle.

"What's up with the orange vest?" I question.

"Community... Service.." He says, taking deep breaths.

"Why are you in community service?"
Calvin looks up and spots Tristan before backing away in fear.

"Why are you here?"

"You just noticed him?"

"I'm her boyfriend. I'm supposed to be here. Who the fuck are you?"

"Her best friend. I guess this makes us even?"

"No it does not. She doesn't kisses you and she definitely doesn't touches you like the way she does me."

My face heats up.

"Well at least that's what I think." Tristan mutters, looking over at me like 'you-better-not-be'.

I look up at him and smile sweetly.

"Well sir, I already have a girlfriend." Calvin states, smiling boldly.

"Who?" Tristan and I say in a unison.
So he has a girlfriend without telling me first huh? Well I guess that's kind of fair because I haven't told him about Tristan.

"Lyndon Flinch."

I look at Calvin like he just lost his mind. I clean my ear with my pinkie to see if I were hearing him right.

"Who?"

"Lyndon Flinch. I dated the bitch once. Didn't last more than two weeks." Tristan says, shrugging.

Well yeah I do kind of remember him dating her. I mean she dated almost the whole school and possibly had about four threesomes at random parties.