The Transfer Student

The Transfer Student: Chapter Twelve

Songs: Swing, Swing-The All American Rejects, Don't Stop-Foster the People

Everything was, for now, calm. Adrian didn't know what I saw and I definitely wasn't going to tell him because he still didn't know that I actually cared about him and liked him, so I wasn't going to tell him yet.

However the universe, god, whoever is pulling the strings up there seems to have their own plan for everything and does not take kindly to people trying to plan out their future.

Anyway, days returned to their usual..."Adrian get up!"

We had to leave in ten minutes and this pretty boy wasn't even awake yet. How do I know he's not awake? Because when he's tired he tends to run into things; walls, doors, furniture...it gets pretty noisy what with the banging and his cursing.

I opened the door and...oh. Never mind. He was awake. Adrian was in the middle of stretching, pulling on a shirt, and yawning at the same time.

"That's attractive," I said dryly.

He smiled and rubbed his eyes like a little kid, "honey, I am always attractive."

"Surree," I closed the door on him and went to get my coffee.

How did Adrian have all those muscles? I'd never seen him work out, and he was so....okay, I have to shut my brain off now.

When Adrian came out he took one look at me and frowned. "Bella, I swear to god if you wear sweatpants one more time I will pants you."

I glared, "you wouldn't dare."

Actually yes, yes he would dare; but I got my revenge.

I pulled the string tight on my pants as Adrian rolled on the ground groaning. "You had it coming," I shrugged.

He gave me the evil eye and slowly stood up, "you'll be the death of me. Besides, you really shouldn't wear sweatpants all the time, I mean come on! At least throw on a pair of jeans once and a while!"

I thought about it, "maybe."

"Good," he nodded. "Otherwise I'll send Jake after you."

Jake was our flaming gay friend, he was also a fashion Nazi, and had been on my case ever since I stopped wearing anything except bum clothes. "Please don't," I whined.

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 "Carry me!"...Thump.

"Why...?"

"Cause I drove you to school."

Thump. 

I had jumped on Adrian's back and held on tight, but he just leaned back and shook himself, dislodging me.

"Asshole."

He stopped in his tracks, already almost to the front door. Suddenly, he dropped his backback and ran back to me. Grabbing my knees he pulled them up to his chest and I was yanked upside down like a little kid.

Face level with his shins I said, "It's very tempting to kick you in the face."

"Ach," he muttered, and he took one arm from my knees to wrap around my back. He swung me upright so he now held me bridal style and I locked my hands behind his neck.

I grinned, hoping he couldn't hear my obnoxiously fast heart beat, "Now I can punch you in the face!"

Before I could even pretend to do so he leaned forward and licked me from jaw to temple.

For a second I couldn't move, I was too shocked. Then I glared, "You are disgusting...let me down."

Chuckling, he put me down, grabbed his bookbag and...running inside, locked me out of the house.

"You're lucky you're cute," I muttered as he made faces at me through the window.