Sweater Weather (BoyxBoy)

Ch 21 [If I May]

I've always thought that rally girl week was just a cheap way of giving the skankiest girls in our school attention. Yesterday just proved my point. On Monday when Jonna was assigned to Jackson I didn't know what to think. I didn't want to seem clingy so I rolled it off my shoulder. Logan, and even Carly, assured me that she would just bake him a few goodies, give him a dirty magazine at the most.

Tuesday morning proved that not to be true.

Jackson, Kyle and I walked through the hall to their lockers. Jackson had his arm around my shoulder. The longer we walked, the more of their football buddies joined us. I felt awkward but Jackson seemed to not even be phased so I brushed it off. They were all talking about what their rally girls left in their lockers. Someone had gotten a dozen brownies. Kayla apparently left Dylan snicker doodles. Last night Carly destroyed the kitchen making cupcakes for her assigned football player. When we got to the lockers both boys twisted and turned the locks way too fast. The childish grins on Kyle and Jackson's faces made me roll my eyes. Their friends were just as excited, you'd think it was Christmas morning how gitty they all were.

The lockers squeaked as they swung them open.

"Dude, I got cake balls!" Kyle said reaching inside the locker. He tossed one of the delicious balls inside his mouth and chewed away. A few people started asking for him to share but he dismissed them all. Kyle ate about three more cake balls before everyone turned to Jackson.

"Jacks, what did you get?" Dylan asked.

I could tell by his smirk that there wasn't just a plate for brownies in his locker. I found myself trying to get a look along with everyone else. Jackson pulled out a letter. He unfolded the paper and read it out loud:

"The letter S is my favorite in the alphabet. It's also the first letter of many of my favorite words; Sexy, Sensual, Seductive, etc. Today S is going to stand for two things. First, S'mores. I left you a tray of s'mores cookies, I hope you like them. But more importantly it stands for silk. Silk is the sexiest material known to man. I enjoy wearing silk, lingerie in particular. While I can't walk around school in my lingerie, I can however photograph it. I think you'll find the photo I left quite... Satisfying. My last gift for you today falls under the silk category as well. I hope you like it, maybe I can get a picture back with you wearing them.

Your Favorite Rally Girl, Jonna."

He reached inside the locker and pulled out a small picture of the little tramp in her bra and panties. She had a nice body, I'll give her that, but she's no Victoria's Secret model. Jackson passed around the picture and all the guys went ape over it. Jackson took a bite out of one or the cookies.

"Guys this girl bought me silk boxers." He laughed, still chewing on the cookie. He pulled them out of the locker, laughing hysterically he slapped Kyle in the face with them. They tossed the boxers between each other like a gang of idiots. I became even more uncomfortable. I sighed in relief when the bell finally rang for us to go to class.

Everyone dispersed, leaving me and Jackson alone at his locker. He got what he needed out of it.

"Want a cookie?" He asked me.

"I'm fine." I said. I didn't want my mouth on those demon treats. "I'm just going to go to class." I tried walking past him but he put his arm out and stopped me.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I pursed my lips and shook my head. "Nothing."

"This isn't about the whole rally girl thing, is it?" He asked. I assured him it wasn't but he still wouldn't let me go. "Jonna might be giving me gifts all this week, but you know I'd pick you to be my little rally boy over anyone." His voice was low and smoky, his tone itself was seductive. I smiled and kissed his jaw line, it was time for him to shave again because the stubble scratch me a bit.