Changing For Her

It Was Supposed To Be A Robot

First off, I need to apologize. I haven't updated in a while and I have a valid excuse. As most of you know, I was born in Italy but moved to America when I was Thirteen. I still have family back home so I spent a month with them back in Venice. Inbetween all the Football playing and wine tastings, i didn't have much time to write my story. BUT I'M BACK NOW! I got off my plane yesterday and decided to write when i got home. Be warned. It is mostly about the guys this chapter. I wanted to show a bit more about Jax's relationship with his friends before diving too far into this book. I hope you all enjoy my comeback chapter. Also, James' robot/helicopter to the right.

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"Okay, here it is," David says, picking up the dictionary we 'borrowed' from his James' Dad's office, "Intrigue: arouse the curiosity or interest of; fascinate."

Ash's eyes light up. "Arouse? I like the sound of that, Marco!" He raises his hand for a high five.

I push his hand away. "Arouse her curiosity or interest, dipshit," I say bitterly.

"Exactly, you arouse her interest in you. Now give my hand the slap it so rightfully deserves." He leaves his hand there.

I stare at him for a moment and then give in. His fucking puppy dog eyes always get to me. I lightly touch my hand to his and release quickly.

I lean back in my chair and look at the guys. "Okay, so I've got her interest and curiosity in me, now what?"

"Technically, you have her interest aroused, you don't necessarily have it yet," James chimes in. Damn him and his technicalities.

I groan at him, "Fine, I have aroused her interest," I look at James and he acknowledges my adjustment, "What the hell do I do now?"

We all sit for a minute, deep in thought. Ash leans back and forth on his chair, creating a squeaking sound, David rubs his temples, James stares off into space while hitting his head with a pencil, and I run my hand through my hair. All of a sudden, we all look up. Just by the look in the guys' eyes, I know we are all thinking the same fucking thing.

"WHITE BOARD BRAIN STORM!" We all exclaim. I pop out of my chair and head towards Dr. Wolfe's office where he keeps his white board. Ash is following right behind. I turn around the corner and into the hall that leads to the office when I notice him sitting in his huge office chair.

I brake quickly which then leads to Asher crashing into me. "Shit," I whisper scream to him.

"Why the fuck did you stop?" He whisper screams back. Before I can stop him, he walks past me towards the office. Just like I did, he stops and retreats back to me, whisper screaming, "Shit!" He makes it over to me. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me that the Big Bad Wolfe is in there?"

I hit him upside the head. "You didn't even give me time, dipshit!"

He rubs the sore spot on his head and sighs, "Now what do we do? We can't just walk into there and be all like, 'Hey, what's up Dr. Wolfe? Please don't kill me; I just want to take your white board and markers so that Marco can map out how he's going to seduce a chick into sleeping with him.' We can't do that, man!"

I run my hands through my hair again. "shit, shit, shit, shit" I mutter to myself. "Okay, I've got a plan, but I've thought through sixteen different outcomes to this plan and fourteen of them end up with your head stuffed and hung up on his wall."

He thinks through this for a second, considering his options. "Yeah, okay. I'm in," He says with a devious grin on his face.

"Huddle up," I say and I explain my plan.