Her Choice

Chapter 4

"Hey Amber," I said, while putting my hair in a messy bun on the top of my head. It was still wet so I just threw it up. "I'm going to head to school. I'll see you there, k?" she just nodded cause she was in the middle of blow-drying her hair.

"You're wearing that to school?" Jase asked me as I walked out of the changing room. I had my back pack on and was holding my swim bag.

"Yeah Jase, I am. Do you have a problem with it?" Not only did I have to get to school but I was getting a wee bit irritated with him right now.

"Don't you think it's a bit revealing?" He asked, looking over my ripped jeans and crop top, blatantly checking me out.

"No I don't Jase. Now, if you don't mind, I have to get to school." I started to walk away and he fell into step with me.

"I'll take you," really? Really Jase?

"I have my car here. I am perfectly capable of taking myself." Now I was getting really irritated with him. I mean come on, I don't need a freaking babysitter.

"I'll drive you and come pick you up, since we have practice after school anyway. That way you won't be late this time. How does that sound?" I knew that he had a point. If I were to drive myself, I would undoubtedly be late, and then I'd be screwed. As Coach so politely pointed out, I have to set an example for the others now that I'm in the elite group.

"Fine." I begrudgingly obliged. I have a feeling I'm going to end up regretting this either once I get to school, or after.

"Why don't you want me driving you, Tea?" Jase asked me, once we were settled in the car and driving.

"I'm not exactly sure. But you know high school kids, Jase. It wasn't long ago when you were in high school."

"It was only last year," he mumbled. I'm pretty sure he doesn't like acknowledging the age gap, even though it is only like 2 years or something.

"Exactly why I said not long ago. You know what they'll think if I show up with a guy dropping me off. They'll start rumors of me sleeping with you, and eventually that'll lead to me being a prostitute. And even though I'm clearly not sleeping with you, they will say it anyway."

"Is it really such a far-fetched idea that you'd sleep with me," he asked, in a small boyish voice. I had to think about it for a moment, would I sleep with him if the moment arose? Oh hell yes.

"Not at all. If the moment came I most likely would. But Jase... I don't want a moment. I don't want to be a one-night stand. Just another girl. So therefore, because I don't want to be another conquer that you forget about, no. I wouldn't sleep with you." By the time I finished this little sharing of feelings, which made me feel awkward cause it has been a really long time since I last shared my feelings, we were at school in the parking lot.

Hell, people were already staring, and if they were going to start rumors, then let's give them something to start rumors about. I leaned over the center console of his car, grabbed his chin and pulled his face towards mine.

"Go with it," I whispered, right before I crashed my lips on his. At first he was kind of motionless, shell-shocked to say the least, but after a few second, he started moving his lips with mine. After a few seconds of innocent kissing, he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I decided to tease him a little and continued the innocent kiss.

"Bye Jase," I gave him one last peck on the lips for good measure, "I'll see you after school." As I was about to get out of the car, I looked at Brandon. He was waiting for me to get out so he could go after Jase.

"Piece of advice," I said as I slowly opened my door, "take off out of here like a bat out of hell." I glanced at Brandon as I said this, and slammed my door shut as soon as I jumped out. Jase sat there for a minute, confused, but as soon as he saw Brandon advancing on him, he took off.

"Teagan Rae Seraphina Harley," Brandon growled, stalking towards me.

"Got to go to class Bran... BYE!" I yelled, as I was walking swiftly away from him.

"Oh no you don't!" Brandon said, picking me up by my waist and carrying me somewhere so we could talk in private. "What the hell was that?" he whisper-yelled so no one else would hear our conversation.

"Nothing," I said, completely bored and pissed off by this situation.

"That," he motioned behind him, "was not nothing." he was waiting for me to explain. I wasn't going to. Not only would he not approve of my choice of actions, but I was also extremely pissed at him right now.

"It's none of your damn business," I seethed, and abruptly turned and walked away. I heard him calling after me, but even he knew that when I was this way there was nothing he could do and it was best to just let me be. I couldn't believe him! I ended up punching a locker because I was so pissed, and punching a person wouldn't be smart. That earned many stares, but honestly, I couldn't care less.

Brandon always does this. Whenever I start to become interested in a guy, or a guy becomes interested in me, he always becomes overly over protective. Whether he sees me kissing, flirting, holding hands, or hugging a guy, or he hears through the grapevine that I like a guy or one likes me' it's always the same. He becomes scary and intense and thinks that just because he's my older brother, it gives him the right.

Usually it would, in normal sibling relationships. That's just the thing though; we don't have a normal sibling relationship. He opts out of being an older brother In every other aspect of my life. He chooses not to be there for me in school, sports, my problems, everything. But then when it comes to guys, he's overly intense. It's not fair to me for him to pick and choose like that, and I'm so over it.