Friends with a Twist

Chapter 1

A/N: This is the first time I've ever written a book and tried to stay going with it instead of just dropping it. If there is anything you feel I need to do to make it better feel free to comment. Thanks

❤️Schae

-Marco's P.O.V.-

"Marco!! Stop it!!" yelled Jamie through her laughter.

"Awww! Come one JT. You know you love it." I replied sitting on top of Jamie tickling her sides.

Jamie Tylers and I had been best friends since the 7th grade when I had stopped some boys from picking on her. That had been five years ago. Now we both were Juniors attending West Maple High School.

While the two of us wrestled around in my living room, there was a knock on the front door. I stood up and went to answer it. Jamie got up off the floor to go find a snack in the kitchen. When I opened the door my friend Jackson stood there.

"Hey Dude!" Jackson said when he saw me.

"Hey!" I replied.

"The guys and I are going to the bike trails. Want to join us?" asked Jackson. The bike trails were where my friends and I would ride our dirt bikes.

"I'd love to Dude but......" I started before Jackson cut me off.

"She's here isn't she?" Jackson asked clearly getting irritated.

"What?" asked I.

"That Jamie chic. You know the one you blow off your friends for."

"Yeah...wait! What is that suppose to mean?" asked I shocked by my friend's comment.

"It mean you blow off all your real friends to hang out with that Bitch!!!" yelled Jackson turning red with anger. I stepped out on the porch pulling the door closed behind him. I didn't want Jamie to know what was going on.

"She's not a Bitch! So shut your fucking mouth, Jackson!" I yelled back. I couldn't believe my friend was being such a jealous asshole.

"You spend all your god damn time with that girl!"

"There's nothing wrong with me spending time with her. At least she doesn't get so fucking jealous." I shot at Jackson.

"I'm not jealous of that little whore!" yelled Jackson stepping closer to me.

"You say one more god damn thing about her and I'll punch your teeth down your fucking throat." I growled through my teeth. By this point we were standing, pretty much, nose to nose.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you liked her." questioned Jackson looking at me. I took a step back. It was clear I hadn't expected Jackson's assumption.

"I knew it!" Jackson exclaimed stepping back.

"What makes you think I like her?" I asked. I hadn't told anyone outside my family about how I felt about Jamie.

"Let's see! 1). You spend every second with her, 2). You turn into the fucking hulk if anyone says anything bad about her, and 3). The way you look at her." stated Jackson smirking.

"Oh is it really that noticeable?" I asked rubbing the back of my neck. It never really dawned on me if anyone realized I liked her.

I'd never known a girl with a personality like my Jamie. She had the most amazing eyes. God the way she looked at me through her eye lashes. I never knew something like that could be such a turn on.

"Dude!" Jackson said as he waved his hand I front of my face. I shook my head trying to clear the thoughts of her full lips wrapped around me.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"I asked why you hadn't ask her out yet?"

"What if she doesn't like me? I can't lose her."

"Don't be such a pussy."

"Shut up don't you have a dirt bike to go crash." I chuckled. Jackson smiled and turned walking down the stairs of my front porch.

"Dude! you better ask her out soon! Calvin has been talking about doing it for the last three days!" Jackson called over his shoulder.

"Shit." I muttered under my breath as I went back into the house. Jamie was sitting on the couch with a blue bowl full of sugar covered popcorn, her favorite. She looked at me with her brown eyes. I'm falling head over heals for this girl. And there's nothing anyone one can do to stop it.

"What?" she giggled as she popped a piece of popcorn in her mouth. I walked across the room and sat down on the couch by her.

"Give me some of that." I said as I reached for the bowl. She quickly pulled it out of my reach.

"Nope. You want some go make it yourself." She giggled again. I sat up trying to come up with a way to get some of the popcorn. I reached across the couch wrapped my hands around her small waist and pulled her onto my lap. She was so caught off guard, I took the chance and stole the whole bowl. I shoved her back on the couch and ran down the hall with her on hot on my tail.

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When we were done fighting over the bowl, there wasn't any left in the bowl. It was scattered from one end up the living room all the way down the hall.

"What the hell?!" yelled a voice from the living room. It could only belong to one person, my 19 year old brother Josh.

"Marco, you better pick this up before Mom and Dad get home or they're going to kick your fucking ass!" he yelled down the hall at us, well...mainly me.

"But it was Jamie's fault."

"Was not! It was all Marco's fault." Jamie said to my brother batting her eyes. She did that when ever she wanted something or simply used it to get out of trouble. No one stood a chance against it. It was the cutest thing ever.

"I can believe that." said Josh looking at her then at me. "Clean this up now."

"Fine." I stated turning and throwing Jamie over my shoulder. She squealed and kicked her legs. Did I mention she has a perfect ass?

"Where are we going?" she squealed. I walked through the living room and down the stairs to the basement.

"You'll see." I said mischievously. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and she stopped kicking her legs.

"What are you doing?" she asked with concern in her sweet voice.

"This!" I yelled as I threw her on to the bean bag a few feet infront of me. She screamed and landed on it. She just sat there with a look of pure horror. I felt bad but it was so hilarious I couldn't help it.

"Don't do that again!" she said with a small voice. I walked towards her.

"But it was hilarious." I said as I bent over scooping her up in my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck laying her head on my shoulder.

"No it wasn't." she yawned. Her eyes slowly closed. I carried her down the hall to my room. I pulled the blankets back laded her carefully on my queen size bed. I pulled the blankets over her. I leaned down and kissed her forehead. She moaned and rolled over curling up into a ball.