Dont Push Your Luck

Chapter 1

I wither in my seat as my professor continues to roll on, and on, and on about the mucus membrane if an eye. I look around the class to see students furiously trying to keep up with what he is saying, then i see Jenna passed out on her desk with an open book as a pillow and a little pile of drool next to her mouth.

I laugh under my breath and take a break from writing my notes. "Jenna wake up" I whisper while pushing on her shoulder with my index finger.

"Jenna" I try again pushing a little harder "JENNA" I yell in a whisper while poking her as hard as I can.

She lifts her head up and stares at me blankly, her eyes squinted and her face puffy. I start to laugh again when a big red mark starts to form the right side of her face from the book.

"Oh shit" she mumbles under her breath when she realizes she just fell asleep in the one class that she Is failing "Mind if I borrow you notes later?" She asks while sitting up in her chair and straightening her shirt.

"Not at all" I add as the bell rings and the student begin to flood out of the classroom .

"Jenna, Brittany, can you stay after for a second?" Mr. Wiley asks in his very monotone voice. We look at each other with that "wtf?" look that i find myself using more often everyday, before walking over to his desk.

His glasses hung down on the edge of his nose as his wrinkled skin drooped down his face, his bottom jaw remained slightly open while he continued to grade our reports from yesterday. He just had this "tight ass" look to him.

"What do you need Mr.Wiley?" Jenna asks a little hesitantly.

"Jenna" he starts while pushing his glasses back up on his nose and looking up at her. "It seems as though you are failing my class."

"W-what , just y-y-yesterday i-I had--" she begins to babble frantically but Mr.Wiley cuts her off. "And I was wondering if Brittney would be nice enough to tutor you until you get your grades back up" he finishes as he slams another paper into the pile.

Jenna pauses while looking at me with a pleading face. She held her hands together in a ball and moved the back and forth under her chin while mouthing the word please over and over again.

I sigh and look at Mr.Wiley " I wouldn't mind at all" I answer with a forced smile on my face. I love Jenna, don't get me wrong, it's just I have a lot on my plate right now and this isn't going to help very much.

He excuses us from his room with the waver of his hand and we quietly walk out, well, stumble really, considering Jenna tripped over the floor while walking into the hallway.

"OH MA JESUS BRITTNEY HAVE I EVER TOLD YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU YOU'RE REALLY JUST A SAINT, HEAVEN SENT, HALLELUJAH PRAISE THE LORD" Jenna shouts at me while squeezing me to death and not letting me walk to my car

I push her off "can we not please."

"Im pouring my heart out to you right now and expressing my undying love for you and i dont even get a simple "awh" or "I love you too"? really?" She pouts while opening my car door to get in.

"I guess I just wasnt feeling it" I tell her with a fake unsatisfied look on my face.

"Bitch"...

"What'd you just say cunt?"

she laughs and sits up in her seat "I CALLED YOU A BITCHY BITCH, YOU IS A BITCH"

"You know what Jenna, Fuck you" I say while turning my head laughing and flipping her off

"just drive hoe" she says while laughing and pushing my cheek

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We get back to the apartment and walk in. To my surprise, It's a mess. Couch cushions sprawled across the floor, Trash everywhere, dirty dishes piled up on every corner of the room. I hold my hand over my mouth and gasp in horror as I step on a bag of Chips.

I pick up the bag of chips in disgust "Jenna. What the fuck is this SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT" I scream in a high pitch

"Some remodeling, you like? She replies in a French accent and turning around to smile at me.

"Just help me clean this up! Now!" I say sternly before hearing a loud knock coming from behind me. I sigh and walk over to the front door and open it. "Look I'm sorry but --" I'm suddenly cut of as the guy ignores me and just steps inside.

"Excuse me?!" I say while turning around to face him, mouth open in awe. But what I see just confuses me even more. Him and Jenna, hugging.

"Jenna, you can tell your little booty call here he can come back later, when im not home and dont have to listen to your loud ass noises" I say while continuing to pick up trash

"BAHAHAHAHAHA" she laughs hysterically "This is my brother! I forgot to tell you he is going to staying with us for a couple of months before he has to fly down to Florida for a job.

"So your telling me that you forgot to mention that your big brother. would be staying. with us. In THIS apartment, for a couple of MONTHS?!" I say gradually raising my voice "How could you not tell me something like that Jenna? Not even give me a heads up or anything!? What Is wrong with you?! "

" I didn't think you would mind!" she says defensively.

"I don't care, just don't go around and not tell me if someone is gonna start living with us for a while, ok?" I say with a small laugh at the end.

"Ok , I promise I will tell you next time!" She replied very hastily.

I continue to pick up the place when out of the corner of my eye I see a figure moving towards me. I sigh and roll my eyes knowing what's about to happen. I seriously never wanted to talk to this guy ever again after what he did to me in high school. I've had enough of this prick to last me a life time.

"Uh, Hi" he said while tilting his head down at the ground and rubbing the back of his neck which his hand . 'It's an act' I told myself 'don't give in'.

"What, are you shy or something or just bad at apologies?" Today was not going too peachy to say the least so I didn't want have to deal with anymore bullshit

He laughed and looked up at me giving me a crooked grin.

"I like you" he said while taking his hands out of his jean pockets "I really like you" he added on while rubbing his chin. I hadn't really taken the time to notice how good looking he was until now. His dark brown hair, chiseled jaw, muscular body... No, brittney stop. Stop before he catches you checking him out. You don't want him to get the wrong idea.

"Ya, I don't really like you that much hotshot. So just don't interfere with me, and I won't bother you, sound good?" I ask while turning around a continuing to clean. I probably sound like a bitch but I don't care. He is the last thing I need in my life. I need to focus on getting my medical degree, not getting to know this waste of time.

"Now that" he says while crossing his arms over his chest "Is going to be a problem".

"Your not going to let me out easy are you?" I sigh in defeat while looking at him over my shoulder.

"Nope, you just dug yourself into a hole little lady" he says while walking over to me, getting an inch away from me. I can feel his hit breath on my lips and I can smell the sweet aroma of his cologne "One that will be very hard to get out of" he adds while tapping the end of my nose with his finger making my face scrunch up and walking away. Just like that, I knew one thing and one thing only.

That this was going to be one hell of a visit..

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I know it's not a very long chapter but I will try my best to make them longer. And is it just me that talks to my friends like that or does everyone? xD hahaha let me know how you like it.

xoxoxo, Taylor -