Sugar Lips | Completed 2015

Chapter Seven

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***Chapter Seven: I'm a Creep, and I know It ***

[Jacob]

Tomorrow is the first day of work. I didn't even know she would have been there. Come to think of it, at Molly's party...She was there and she had brought those heavenly cupcakes! Why didn't I recognize her sooner? Now I'm going to feel like such a dick.

I frowned as I laid in bed, feeling guilty about our first encounter. I turned my head towards the door as the knocking continued. "Come in," I muttered as I waited. "Hey man, what are you doing tonight?" I looked at Greg as I raised an eyebrow at him. "Not sure yet. What's up?" I asked, staring back at the ceiling.

Silence filled my spacious room causing me to look back at Greg. That's when I noticed he looked nervous for some reason. "Dude, what's wrong?" I asked, his nervousness piqued my interest. He looked me in the eye and gave me a nervous smile.

"You know how you said you saw Angel at that bakery shop? Well, I wanted to know if you can get her to agree to go out with us tonight. Since, I never really got her number. So maybe you can go see her and ask. I just really want to see her. I just can't stop thinking about her. Also, Peter is asking for her friend too," Greg took a breath after the nonstop sentence. I stared at him blankly, taken aback by his behavior. Greg never gets anxious about a girl. He isn't usually interested in a girl for more than a night. I would be a bad friend if I said no, since I have no right to forbid him to see Angelina, even though she is mine.

Wait a minute, did I just say that? Of course, she's not mine. I'm dating her cousin for Goodness sake. I looked back at my best friend and nodded, not trusting myself to speak right now. He only grinned at me and patted my arm. "Thanks man! I appreciate it! I owe you one!" He exclaimed happily as he exit my room. "See ya tonight!" Greg yelled.

I groaned and threw an object that was nearby, which happened to be a pillow. Why am I so pissed? I shouldn't be pissed, but why do I care that Greg wanted her. Why do I care if she wanted him back? Why do I care for that nerdy girl anyways? Because you like her, you idiot. I groaned as I shut my alter ego out.

Can't turn back on my promise now. Guess I have to face the girl that haunts my dreams.

~*~

I knew that I would find Angelina at the shop, since I practically had the schedule memorized. Creep, I know. I just wanted to know how often we would work together. Yes, still creepy, I know.

I entered the shop, practically drooling at the smell that enveloped me once I walked in. "Hello! I will be with you in a moment!" A smile automatically formed on my lips at the sound of an angelic voice. I couldn't help the grin that stayed on my lips as I approached the counter, waiting for her to turn around. However, that was quickly ruined as Hannah walked up from the back. "Ew, what is that ugly thing doing here? Why are you grinning? You freak," I scowled at the awful girl, breaking out into a staring contest.

Angelina gasps as she glared at her best friend whom was not even paying attention. At the corner of my eye, I see Angelina shaking her head with a faint smile on her beautiful lips. "YOU BLINKED! I win!" I turned my attention on Hannah whom was dancing around in victory. "I did not blink!" I retorted back. Refusing to believe this crazy nutshell beat me at a staring contest. Suddenly we both broke out into a screaming match.

"Shut up!" Hannah and I stopped and looked at Angelina whom was flushed from screaming and looked very angry at us. Damn, she looked sexy as hell-the way her cheeks turn pink whenever she was angry or embarrassed. "Jacob? Are you even listening to me?" I snapped out of my daydream, which was a dangerous territory right now.