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Chapter 7

I walk to my last class which is English, while thinking about how sweet Jose is.

But I still want to know why Michael was glaring at him.

Maybe he was jealous. My inner voice tells me.

Yeah right. I snort.

He doesn't even like me remember.

I finally reach my class and take a seat.

Michael walks in a couple minutes later and takes a seat at my table.

"Hey, babygirl."

"First off, don't call me that, second hi and third I need to ask you sonething." I state

"First off, damn, second I can call you whatever I want, and third ask away."

"If you want to have children I suggest you watch yourself." I say lifting an eyebrow.

"Anyways... Why were you glaring at Jose?" I ask in an innocent voice.

He starts to look as if he's guilty or nervous.

"What are you talking about Jade?" He says scratching the back of his neck.

Oh now I know for sure he's lying!

"When we were walking out the door I saw you glaring at him. Care to explain?" I question while I drag my finger up and down his chest.

I feel his abs through his shirt and mentally roll my eyes.

He probably did it to impress the girls.

More like hoe's. Irrelevant I know.

His breathing increases while he watches my finger like a cat watches a mouse.

"W-what are you doing?" He asks while looking me in the eye, his eyes a few shades darker.

"Nothing at all. Why? Am I bothering you?" I ask while batting my eyelashes.

"Jade as much as I'm enjoying this I suggest you stop before my little friend pays a visit." He says in a warning tone.

I roll my eyes and am about to respond, when the teacher walks in.

"Okay class. Today we will be taking notes and whoever is sitting at your table is your partner." She says.

Everyone let's out a groan and she turns to start writing notes on the board.

"Well it looks like your going to be stuck with me babygirl." he says with a smirk.

Oh how I just want to slap that smirk off his face. Or maybe even roundhouse kick him.

Yes, I'm Violent. DEAL WITH IT.

"Oh I am forever grateful of being blessed with your..." I trail off

"Wait BACK the hell up! What did you call me?"

"Babygirl. Why you gonna do something about it?"

Oh I am so angry right now!

"No need to be mad Babygirl I know you won't do anything because you are a goodie two shoes." He mutters

"Oh really?" I say

I slowly scoot my chair closer to his and I rest my hand on his upper thigh.

He stated squirming in his seat, "Uh, what are you doing?" He says stuttering

I move my hand higher up his thigh until I'm closer to his "Michael Jr' at this point he's hard and shaking in his seat.

I slowly slide my hand down his pants and grab onto it moving my hand up and down. He's now shaking like crazy and biting his lip.