In His Arms

Chapter 5: What the heck Sam!!

Chapter 5: What the heck Sam!

"Back seat!"I give a stern voice. " But I called shot gun!" Jim whined. "I don't care it's my car."

"You suck!" he pouts "Very attractive handsome."I giggle.

Jimmy raises an eyebrow "You think I'm attractive?"he grins. I could feel a blush turning red. I always try to ignore my feeling for him. It would be awkward if we dated. Predict if we broke up, our relationship would be ruined. I wouldn't know how to live with myself. I'm positive one of us would get hurt. We flirt from time to time but it doesn't mean much.

"Don't push it." I squint. Jim chuckles and slides in his seat. I start the engine, as I hear Faith clapping for joy.

" It's been sooo long since we all spent some quality time together."she jumps.

"I know right." Jim and I say simultaneously  

"Jinx" I spat out. "Dang it how come you always win."He moans.

"Because you have bad reflexes."

"Whatever open the windows, you're baking me in here!" Jim huffs as he fans himself with his t-shirt.

"Gosh, you two are so alike you might as well be twins..." Faith interrupts. "But he is right, I'm sweating like a pig."she snorts

I roll down the window. Feeling the wind flow the strands of my brown, curly hair. I love this time of the year, not too hot, not too cold. Georgia gets the perfect weather. Hanging out with my best friends gets me in the best mood. I see a parking spot and cut the engine. "We're here." Faith squealed, her face glows with happiness . "Thank god I'm famished."Jim moans.

We walk through the door and are seated. I firmly punch Jimmy on his upper chest. He spits his soda making Faith burst out laughing. "What was that for." he jerks

"I never forget a jinx." I grin. As I debate on what burger I want, I dig though my hand bag. "What are you looking for?" Faith questions, sipping her Fanta orange soda." My phone..." I mutter. "Maybe it dropped in the car. I'll be back." I push away from the table to leave and head toward the door. Still search though my bag and I bump into someone hard. Making everything in my bag scatter on the wooden floor.

"Er..I'm.. s-sorry I didn.."I stuttered and shot my head up. "COME ON!" Tall, muscular, Nash blocking my path. He gives a wide grin "Hey, little Ms. Road Rage, nice to bumping into you.." He kneels down to help me "Again" I whispered. I rub my neck" Damn how much do you lift? It feels like I ran into a wall."

Nash giggles" We need to stop meeting like this." I couldn't help but agree. I give a faint smile "True..but you need to look were your going!"My smile quickly faded away.

Nash clenched his jaw."You need to stop acting like a bipolar witch!"

"Speak for yourself."As we pick up my things I hear him give a fake cough. I look to see he's handing me three of my tampons. My face immediately fluster red, and my eyes almost popping out of my skull. "OH MY GOD, this is embarrassing!!!"

"I believe these are yours." he lifts an eyebrow. My heart is beating so loud it might pop out of my chest. "That's..um..personal." I hesitate. My cheeks are still burning red. Getting out of my trance I snatch my tampons from his hands.

"Don't be embarrassed princess. It is a necessity for girls." It's like he read my mind.

"Of course it is you never know. Don't boys have necessities." I snapped, stuffing all my girly products in my handbag. "Well yeah condoms." he sneers.