No emotions involved //JANTHONY//

Thank you ,Phillipa.

Anthony's POV

Jasmine and I were sitting next to each other in Maths class, waiting for to show up. The whole class was talking and messing around, and Jas  had told me she had some important information.

"Guess what?!" She squealed, turning to face me. "What?" I asked. "Phillipa and Lin  are dating!" My eyes widened. I wasn't really shocked because I'd always known they had chemistry, but I never thought they'd actually date. "Woah," I managed to say. "I know! That was my reaction too. Oh, and, I told Both Renée and Phillipa about our little bet..." I folded my arms. "Jas, you know that's not  fair." She pouted at me, "Why not?"

"Because They both are  geniuses masterminds.Who knows what kind of tips they're  gonna give you on how to win."

Jasmine  giggled at me, "Well that's just too bad,"

"It's not fair! How'd you like if I told Daveed and Oak about this?"

"Feel free to tell anyone you like - I'm still gonna win."

I shrugged, "Fine. I will."

"You do that," She said, smiling.

"I know that look..."

"What look?" She asked, batting her eyelashes at me. God, it had only been one day since the last time I came and I was already unbearably horny. Did I have a problem? Was I, like an orgasa-holic or something? I remembered Jasmine  asked a question, and answered. "That innocent look that always tells me when you're up to something."

"Oh, well, I am up to something."

"And what's that?"

She giggled again."Well, Renée already given me a few tips on how to win this thing.."

I groaned. This week was going to be torture. "And what tips are those?"

She waggled her eyebrows at me, "That would be telling," Just then, the teacher walked in, suddenly, then whole class went silent as they took out their text books. Jasmine  leaned in and whispered to me, "But.. if you must know, we're going to Victoria Secrets after school today."

My eyes widened, half in delight and half in horror. Before I could protest, I looked  in out direction and spoke, "Ms. Jones, Mr. Ramos , is there something you'd like to share with the class?"

Jasmine looked devious, and she replied him, "Oh, it's nothing, ." I was sure old Webly wouldn't drop it - he was stubborn like that.

"No, by all means, Jasmine , tell us what was so important that it couldn't wait till' the end of my lesson."

Jasmine  looked like as if she was enjoying herself. I had to admit, I was amused as well. I would love to see the the look on his face if Jasmine  told him what we were talking about. I didn't think she would, though.

"I'd rather not tell you what we were talking about-"

"Don't take that tone with me, young lady!" Yelled Webly. I put my hand over my mouth to suppress a laugh at the hilarity of the situation, and Mr. Webly saw me.

"Huh, Mr. Ramos , perhaps you'd like to tell me and the class what you were talking about?" I looked around the room, and saw a bunch of eager faces. Nosy parkers. I met Renée's eye, and I could tell she was daring me to tell the truth to him. She didn't think I would. Ha, she underestimates my power.

"Well, Mr. Webly," I began, looking him dead in the eye, "I was actually planning a trip to Victoria Secrets with Jasmine , my girlfriend." Mr. Webly's eyebrows shot up right under his toupee, and he turned bright red. He turned away from us and picked up a piece fo chalk, and started to write on  the blackboard, muttering something that sounded like, "Kids these days, they're lucky I don't call their parents."

I looked around the class again, and saw the class staring, their mouths wide open, "Close your mouths," I said quietly, "You'll catch flies," Renée got up and walked to the trashcan beside Jasmines and I's desk, and pretended to pare a pencil, then slipped me a note. it read, 'Anthony , meet me out in the sports field during lunch. -Renée .' I looked up and nodded at her, and she smiled and walked away.

Jasmine  nudged my elbow, "Anthony !"

She hissed, "I can't believe you said that!" I laugh quietly, "Well, someone needs to put the man in his place," Then, I took out my textbook, and focused on Math.

I walked out onto the sports field at lunch, as per Renée's request. She showed up about two minutes later.Phillipa followed right behind her holding A bag

"Here," She said, reaching into her backpack and pulling out a cologne bottle. It was familiar.

"What's this?"

"That cologne I sprayed all over you when you and Jasmine fucked in the bathrooms."

"Wait, you knew about that?"

"Anthony , sweetie, I arranged it. Now, spray that all over you and she won't be able to resist. It smells like apples. Jasmine favorite ." Renée said and Phillipa nodded with a wide smile zippering the bag back up

I nodded, "Thanks."

"You are welcome."

"So," I began turning to Phillipa ."Heard you sucked lin  off in a closet, right? Classy."

She blushed bright red. "Yeah, yeah, shut up."

"Don't be embarrassed, I'd do anything to be sucked off in a closet right now,"

She laughed, "Don't look at me!" And then walked away from me. I twirled the colgne bottle round and round with my fingers. "Oh, and one more thing," she called, "Did you know that there's a vibrator app on the iPhone now?" Phillipa said and winked ,Renée smiled walking with her .I furrowed my brows, confused. "What am I gonna do with a-" Suddenly, realisation hit. "Ohh, right. Thanks, Phillipa ." She smiled, "No problem!"

I smiled to myself. Vibrator app, huh? Just wait, jasmine Cephas jones You are so gonna get it.

Next chapter preview:
I switched on my most recently downloaded app - The Vibrator App (Thank you, Phillipa ) - on and saw Jasmine's  eyes widen as I reached under the cafeteria table, through her spread legs, and pressed the phone against her underwear. I don't know why she'd chosen to wear a skirt today, but with the muffled groans and furious looks I was getting from her, I was glad she had. I laughed under my breath. Her underwear was getting wet already. It was her own fault. I'd told her she'd regret making this bet.