Corner Store Girl: Janoskians: Luke and Jai Brooks Fanfiction

Chapter 3: Luke

*Luke's POV*

I hate myself for the stupid shit I get myself into. When the boys dared me to do this girl, I thought it would be easy. I mean she looked easy. Not in the way where she's slutty; she just seemed like she doesn't get asked out a lot so she would feel a bit lucky to have me want her.

The bet was five bucks for a kiss, fifteen for a blowjob, and fifty if we did it. I thought I would at least make it to the blow job, but damn I was wrong. I was going to leave after she kicked me out, but it just didn't seem right to leave her thinking I was that kind of guy. Plus, I'm staying pretty close to where she lives; we're bound to see each other again.

I wonder how she knew Kat. Kat was the girl I hooked up with every summer I came here. I should probably call her later- after I'd convinced this girl I wasn't a total douche. I may be one, but I can't have other people thinking that, especially a girl.

So, here I am: following this girl to God knows where to do God knows what. I decided to stay behind her rather than next to, not only because she's purposely walking in the middle of the sidewalk so that there's no room for me, but to just watch her. She's trying to walk sassily; I can tell by the way she's swinging her hips a little too hard despite the fact that I can tell her ankle still hurts- I can see she puts more weight on the left ankle than the right. I study what she's wearing and I like it: full-length skinny jeans, despite the summer day, a red short sleeve shirt- from before I know it's a Panic! At The Disco one- and matching red high-top converse. Her nails were painted black and her brown curly hair was in a pony tail. I could tell it's length wasn't too long. Her seeing glasses were brown and didn't really suite her face well, but she didn't seem to care. She spoke with the conviction of a super model in a bathing suite. Speaking of, I wonder what she looked like in one. Her boobs weren't great, but from back here as Snoop Dog would say, she had quite the future behind her.

After about a five minute walk, "Alex"- what the sweaty douche called her- made a right. For the first time this town looked alive. The street contained actual people for once, probably the only people I've seen out of their houses here.

"What is this place?"

Alex walked into the CVS, the first store on this street. "This is Adiv Street. The only place where people in this town crawl out of their caves for." She was directly going for the medical section of the pharmacy and found an ice pack.

"What's so great about this street?"

"It has food, clothes, and the occasional promenade. Everywhere else in White Hills is a total bore to them, of course people come here." She picked out a roll of tape and headed towards the register. When the cashier called her to him, she grabbed a chocolate bar from one of the shelves underneath the register and tossed it onto the counter along with the ice pack and tape.

"White Hills sounds like quite the place to be." I said sarcastically. She took her bag from the counter and once we were out of the store, she sat on a bench in front of it.

"Yeah well there are some parks, but no one bothers to go. I like them though." She said as she grabbed the ice pack from her bag and took out the tape. She cut a long strip of it with her teeth and wrapped it around a face of the ice pack and attached it to her ankle. She then threw out the rest of the tape and shopping bag, opened the Hershey's chocolate bar and took a huge bite out of it. This girl was strange.

"Want some?" She asked with a mouth full of chocolate. I nodded and took the bar from her despite her attempting to break off a piece for me, and took a bite. At first she seemed surprised at what I did, but just shrugged it off and took another bite. I didn't realize I was following her until the smell of coffee made its way into my nostrils. We were in Starbucks.