Those Batman Panties

Chapter 6

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"Jeremey!" I called after him, watchig the poor boy stumble about the halls. I ran after him, putting the scene with Austin to the very back of my mind. Jeremey looked back at me, only for a second, but that was long enough to see the utter betrayel in his eyes.

I winced, backing up a bit. I didn't understand why I felt so shamed; Jeremey has nothing to do with me. Still, the look in his eyes shook me to the core. I bit my lip and stopped running, looking down at the spotted floor from generations of old gum and lazy students.

I could hear the trudge of Jeremey's feet as he walked back to me, so I took a peak through my hair. Sure enough, he was standing in front of me, pulled at the straps that dangled from his backpack.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, keeping my voice low. Almost subconsciously, I pushed some hair behind my ear, daring to look him in the eyes. 

Of course, his blue eyes(easily his best feature besides his wit) were dark and stormy. I bit my lip again.

"You're so much better than him." He said, grabbing my shoulders, as if trying to shake the information into me. My eyebrows knit together, my eyes remaining sad.

"I-I love him, Jeremey." I mumble, and I silently wonder where my voice has gone. I hear an exasperated sigh, and for the first time in my entire life, I see Jeremey Collins angry.

"Seriously?! He's just going to fucking use you, Danika. That-that thing practically eats girl's hearts for breakfast. I thought you were better than that. To fucking fall for that asshole. You're no better than those sluts!" Jeremey yells, and while my first instinct is to tell him to be quiet, that we're in the hall way, I don't.

Instead, I slap him across the face. He stares at me in wonder, and I hope my face doesn't reflect the same expression.

"You don't know him at all!" You don't know me, I think bitterly. I keep my expression hard, keeping my eyes cold behind my glasses. Jeremey starts to say something, but doesn't. Instead, he sighs.

"Maybe not. But I thought I knew you." That practically stabs me in the heart. To hear sweet, stuttering Jeremey be so... unlike himself. Or maybe this was himself. I remember that I never took the time to know him.

"Well, you don't." I say bitterly. I see Jeremey snarl.

He mumbles something, and I look up, still angry. 

"What did you just say?" I said, or rather, growled. Jeremey's eyes flash fear, but only for a second.

"I said, thank god." He says, practically spitting in my face. I raise my fist, unsure if I'm trying to scare him or if I'm actually going to punch him, when he grabs my wrist. Jeremey looks at my wrists, seeing the purpleish blue bruises that remain. My face turns red, and I look away.

"Did...did he do this?" He says, and his voice sounds pained. I wish it didn't. This has nothing to do with him.

"Yes, but it was an accide.." My voice trails off when I see Jeremey's eyes ever darker, angrier, and scarier than before.

"See? Look at this! He's just going to fucking hurt you! Danika, don't be stupid! Now I can't even fucking recognize you. The Danika I know wouldn't have stood for this shit. She would've punched that douchebag in the face by now. But I don't know you at all, do I?" Jeremey yells, again. 

"It was an accident." I say again. I don't know why. Jeremey won't listen to me. His eyes flash pain.

"If you were with me, there would never be any accidents." He mumbles, moving closer to me. My eyes widen as he grabs my hand.

"Danika, just... consider it. Please." He says, and it's so pitiable, I almost agree before Austin steps between us.

"There's nothing for her to consider, dweeb. She's mine." He growls at Jeremey, looking down. My face flushes. She's mine? Since when was Austin so possesive? Not that I was complaining.

Jeremey glared up at him and said, "You're just going to hurt her. Have you even seen her wrists?" 

I quickly hide my hands behind my back, confused at the scene before me. What the hell is happening? Are these guys fighting...over me? My eyes widened at the thought. That could never happen. I'm a nerd with bad hair and glasses. Austin, apparently, brushes this off.

"At least I have a chance. Why do you think she doesn't fucking talk to you?" Austin hisses, and my eyes narrow. 

"Austin-" I start, but I'm cut off by Jeremey.

"She's to good for you." Jeremey says, and my heart involuntarily beats faster. I didn't like to hear myself being talked about like this, even if it was a compliment. I step between them.

"I'm not to good for anybody. Now can we please stop this? You guys are acting ridiculous." I say, but nobody seems to hear me.

"At least she wants me!" Austin shouts, Jeremey glaring. I clench my fists, about to say something before Jeremey interrupts me.

"Danika would never want a slob like you, asshole!" Jeremey shouts, and while I'm a bit happy he's defending me(from nothing?), I'm pissed he's insulting Austin like that.

"Oh, really? You want proof, dweeb?" Austin shouts, and grabs me by my shoulders.

"Hey!" I shout, but am cut off by Austin's lips on mine.

Obviously, Austin's lips feel perfect against mine. His are just like his hands-rough, but really warm. And I swear I could taste chocolate. I almost moaned as he moved his lips against mine. I quickly do the same, hoping I'm good enough to pass. I bring my hands up and thread them through his thick hair.  It felt so...good.

He left far to soon, smirking while I was still in a daze. 

"I think that proves my point, dweeb." Austin growled at... Who? I put my fingers to my lips. I just got kissed by Austin Pluss. I just got kissed by Austin Pluss. 

I just got kissed by Austin Pluss.

I giggled like a school girl. My first kiss. My perfect first kiss. I giggled again. I looked around seeing some redhead. Who was he again?

"That...that's not fair." He said, his voice quiet. His name came to me. Jerron, I think. No... that's not it. I'm so silly, I think, as I giggle again. Austin smirks again.

"The giggling school girl would disagree with you." He says, crossing his arms. 

"Who?" I ask, then realize he means me. I look at redhead. Oh! Jeremey. 

"I'm telling you that's not fair!" Jeremey shouts loudly.

"And I'm saying that's to bad!" Austin shouts back.

"Why are you guys arguing again?" I ask, and while Jeremey glares at me, Austin smirks. Hmm.

Suddenly, a woman with brown hair in a tight bun and a white blouse comes from around the corner. Her heels slap against the floor, clicking along with her steps. 

"What is with all this racket?" She shouts, and I place her face. She's our school's principle, and, unfortunately, has been known to give severe punishments. I, subconsciously(I swear), grab hold of Austin's shirt.

"You three! My office! Now!" 

I look up at Austin, glare at him, and trudge off to our principle.