To Think, it all started with a Skittle

Let the games begin ...

Chapter 2  //  Let the games begin …

I hurried off to class quickly grabbing my text book out of my locker. As I slowed my pace, I fixed up my hair and clothes before entering the class. Half of the seats were already taken, but Jacob’s usual seat was empty, along with his best friend Hunters.

As I casually strolled towards Jacobs seat people around the class room shot me confused glances and jealous stare. I pretending to ignore them as I plopped into Hunter’s seat, drumming my fingers on the desk waiting for Jacob Anderson to appear. I tried not to stare at the door while I waited and instead to check my phone for a new text.

Brittany: UR sitting in the wrong seat gurl! jacobs soooooo gonna kill ya!

I cringed at her horrible writing upon my screen, before quickly typing back,

Avery: Don't sweat it Britt, I got this all under control! (;

I turned my phone off shoving it back into my bag. As I straightened up I came face to face with a very angry Jacob. "Get out!" He shouted rudely. Besides how rude he was, he looked extremely hot today. "Stop starring at me like an idiot and move!"

"Sorry is this your seat?" I asked sweet and innocently batting my eyelashes.

"No, but it's Hunter's," He jabbed a thumb in the direction behind him at an angry Hunter.

"Oops! Sorry," I gave him a small smile still not moving.

"What's your problem?" Jacob snapped slamming his fist down on his desk. Well obviously that plan back fired! Let's just try getting straight to the point.

"I heard you like skittles!" I reached into my bag grabbing the packaged candy. I held it out on the palm of my hand. "Want some?"

He simply shrugged taking the bag from my hand and popping a couple into his mouth.

 "What about me?" Hunter whined tossing me a very threatening glare. Jacob flicked a skittle at Hunter hitting him directly in the nose. i stiffed a giggle as I watched Hunter glare back at me. "Not the candy numb nuts! My spot! That bitch is in my spot!" He pouted. Damn for a bad ass he sure whined a lot.

His jaw dropped, "I do not!" He squealed like a little girl. Did I say that out loud? Awe shit.

Jacob chuckled, "Stop being such a fuckin' pussy and take that seat!" He pointed to the seat on the other side of him and Hunter angrily plunked himself down. Jacob kicked his dirty converse onto the desk and leaned back in his chair. "So, what's your name cutie?" Damn skittles sure got him in a good mood.

I popped a cherry one into my mouth before replying, "Avery." He did one of the boy-ish 'what’s up' nods.

"What's up girl?" He asked casually.

"Just would like to get to know you better." I replied sweetly.

"That's bull shit! You're a virgin aren't you?"

"Is it that easy to tell? Does virgin have some sort of smell or something?" My head collapsed into my hands as I took in a big whiff of my sweater. Nope just smells like laundry detergent.

He let out a laugh. "Girls always get me skittles when they want to sleep with me." He shrugged popping another into his mouth. "You went to Charles, didn't you?"

"So I'm not as clever as I thought I was."

He chuckled a bit, "What makes you think you're worthy of the Jake-o-natter?"

Shit, he called himself the Jake-o-natter? Sex just got even scarier. "Um ...You have to be worthy?" Well that was stupid! Where’s my sexy, flirty remark when I need them?

"Eh, you're hot so I'm sure you’re worthy." He checked my body out head from toe causing me to feel very self conscience. I even had to stop myself from crossing an arm over my chest.

"Meet me a Riley's party Saturday night," He snatched my bag taking out my phone and adding his number. "Now leave!"

I got up moving to my regular seat next to Brittany. "What was that about?" She asked curiously.

"Oh nothing, he just wanted to copy my notes. What a dick, right?" I rolled my eyes faking disgust.

"Wow, he's such an asshole!" She commented back. Well, guess she feel for it easily.

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By the time school was over I was so ready for the weekend. All the girls were getting together tonight for one of our traditional girls nights. Romantic movies, makeovers, manicures and pedicures, the whole cliché scene.

I hopped into Chelsea ugly ford pickup as we took off towards her house. Chelsea lived on a huge acreage leaving us a lot of room to do whatever we want and be as loud as we want. It wasn't very far from the school either so we arrived quickly.

Chelsea cut the engine and we all went barreling inside. Some raced to the fridge and other dropped their bags in the door way rushing to the TV. I just took my time unlike the other girls. I took a seat next to Chloe and began to focus on the show. Everyone was into the new PLL episode, but all too soon Brittany broke the silent. "Why would Jacob ask you for the notes and not some nerd?" She tossed me a confused look and I whipped my head away so she couldn't see my burning cheeks.

"Why do you care? It's just history notes!" I sighed and shoved my face into the couch pillow for a chance to get my cheeks back to their normal color.

"What was the skittles for then?"

My gods Britt give it up please! "I don't know! I had a pack and he was hungry, okay? Just drop it Brittany!" Brittany's face fell and her smile turned into a small frown. She looked upset and turned away towards the kitchen. I, of course chased after her. "Brittany, you know I didn't mean it like that! It's just um.... I'm on my period!" I announced loudly and maybe a little too over excited, but at least I thought of something quick. Brittany nodded understandingly and we headed over to the living room again after hugging it out.

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"Never have I ever cheated!" Chloe spoke with a devilish look. We all looked at each other’s faces and Chelsea popped a chocolate into her mouth. Everyone howled as she blushed chuckling.

"Do explain you naughty girl!" I smirked at her while wiggling my eyebrows.

"Okay, well it was seventh grade," one of the girls called boring but I didn't catch who. Chelsea just rolled her eyes and continued, “I was dating Rod Finch, and one night when I was out with him he pissed me off so I made out with his best friend in front of him. I felt like such a bad ass. Then he dumped my sorry ass and left me lonely." She giggled through the story and so did everyone else. Not too long after we all ended up passing out spread across Chelsea's basement floor. I laid awake thinking about the party tomorrow. I was really going to lose my virginity, holy shit!

// Jacob on the side ---> \\