What The Jocks Want:
Chapter 6: Mixed Signals
"Oh my god he really did that?!" Cassie squeals, referring to Ted's sudden case of the hug monster at the top of the helter-skelter. I nod for about the thousandth time, and Cassie squeals again. She claps her hands together excitedly. "Oh Marnie, he likes you!! And you like him and you can get married and have little Tarnie babies!!"
My eyes widen in alarm at half the things she's just come out with, and I hold my hand up to silence her slightly irritating girly screaming. "First of all, I don't like him. Second, what the hell are Tarnie babies?!" I ask; a deep sense of confusion in my voice.
Cassie holds up one hand "Ted...." Then she holds up her other hand "Marnie..." she then brings both her hands together "Tarnie! ... Or Med" She says after a pause, tilting her head to one side, obviously deep in thought about this.
"If you ask me, that's what he needs..." I mutter darkly, and Cassie simply laughs it off. I scowl again. Cassie rolls her eyes, and I raise an eyebrow mysteriously.
"Oh you haven't heard the best yet!" I reveal, and Cassie goes silent, eager to hear the information. "When we got back to the house, I started walking to yours, and Tara revealed that Georgie was there yesterday, and apparently she and Ted had all kinds of fun...."
I don't know why I say this so darkly. Guess Ted was being truthful to the whole open marriage thing. Still, I’d rather have Georgie and Ted than Ted and I for definite. But still, I dislike Georgie even more now, because this probably means that Ted's put even less thought into this project than I have.
"No way, that dog!" Cassie protests outraged.
"No, he's not a dog.... My uncle has a dog... Dog's are cute and loyal, and Ted the Bonehead is the complete opposite" I tell her, trailing of towards the end.
“I kind of meant Georgie....” Cassie reveals, and I nod heavily.
“Agree with you on that one though” I tell her, but she just nods, and turns back to Twilight Breaking Dawn on the TV. We've already worked our way through most of them, and I'm now suffering through the last one. At least this is something else we can tick off of the list.
Cassie jumps as Bella opens her eyes at the end of the film. "I nearly jumped out of my skin!" She laughs, and stops the DVD. She then gestures for me to pass her the DVD case and I do. I flop back on her bed.
"Can we now please, please....!" I begin, actually exhausted from this Twilight rubbish; Bella, Edward or Jacob, who cares?! "...watch something that doesn't make me want to gouge my own eyeballs out with a spoon?"
"Ew...." Cassie pulls a face, but picks up Vampires Suck and puts it into the DVD player. "Why do you have to be so.... So...."
"Awesome?" I offer, but Cassie just pulls a grumpy face.
"Violent was the word I was going to use" Cassie says and I grin, raising my eyebrows.
"If I weren't, you wouldn't love me!" I exclaim, and Cassie strokes my face with her hand. My eyes widen and I try to take my face back, but Cassie keeps me there. She looks down to my lips and back up to my eyes, winking.
"Um...."
"Shhh, no time for talking, there’s other ways we can keep our mouths occupied" Cassie giggles, and I swallow. She then taps the side of my face with her hand and pulls away.
Um....
What?!
"Nah, it's not time for that yet" Cassie says when she notices the blank expression my face is currently painted with.
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What The Jocks Want
HumorMarnie Jones hates football jocks. Her best friend Cassie, worships the very ground they walk on. Marnie is not 'Preppie', she is not 'Happy-Go-Lucky', and if she had it her way, every girl would be dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. And, if Marnie had...