"OH MY GOD YOU GUYS DID THE FRICKLE FRAKLE!!!" Clara squealed as we opened the front door of Ace's house. Ace turned beet red, his caramel eyes almost falling out of his head. I on the other hand was trying to contain my laughter."N-no!" Ace protested, growing even more red faced (if that was even possible).
"Sure." She winked at me with a wicked smile plastered over her perfectly glossy lips. Clara never wore makeup and quite frankly didn't need it, it was extremely unusual for her to wear makeup, dresses, high heels, fake nails and she was wearing all that stuff.
Ace obviously still liked her just like how I still like Cole but Ace was mine and I was his.
"Ugh, lets just go." Ace grumbled and made his was to the car. We all sat down, Clara in the back and Ace and I in the front. I turned on the radio to hear High Hopes by Panic! at the disco blasting through the speakers. "So why are you all dressed up?" Ace's eyes still fixed on the road as he spoke.
"I've got a date!" Clara exclaimed, clapping her hands together and smiling cheerfully. "His name is Hugo Ritts, he's studying business at the UNI down the road from our school and, and, and...HE'S SPANISH!!" She held the back of her hand to he forehead and sighed dramatically.
a stone look cased over Ace's features, twisting it into a look of anger and possessiveness. "I want to meet Mr Spanish." He said sternly. Ace playing big brother is adorable! "Just to see if he's all he's as amazing as you say he is."
"He is! we met at the park one day when I was taking Milo for a walk. Hugo was reading 'The life of Pie' you know that one of my favourite books EVER!" It was. All she talked about was that book. "Hugo asked me if I would like to go to the movies with him and I said 'oh, are you asking little ol' me on a date?' and he said, 'I guess I am...BEAUTIFUL!!!"
"He sounds perfect. Hey, do you think swap?" I ask her, smirking. Ace gasp, smacking my on the thigh. "I'm kidding, angel. You're perfect too."
"damn right you're kidding! Especially after what happened ten minutes ago!" Still with his eyes to the road he smacked me again.
"what happened ten minutes ago?" I hear myself say with a teasing tone to my voice. "I just need you to refresh my memory. I just can't seem to remember anything." Ace turned to me as he parked up between the white lines of the parking space with a deadly expression.
"When I gave you..." He didn't continue as Clara was in the back seat watching us like a hawk. I looked at him with fake confusion. "Don't make me say it out loud, Jackson Toby Xander." Ace seethed.
"OMG! YOU GAVE HIM A BLOW JOB!!!!" Ace's face lit up so red I thought he may explode. He hid his head in his hands and no doubt wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole, never to be seen again. "You did, didn't you?!" Clara clapped, a smile stretched from ear to ear.
"No he didn't," I began thinking I would save his very cute ass from the embarrassment he was experiencing but thought I could have more fun another way. "Ace was about to, but then you called and interrupted." The smile faded from Clara's face while Ace just glared fire and daggers at me, still as red faced as ever.
Clara slammed her hand to her forehead. "I'm such and stupide ass hoe!" She called out into the silence of the car. "I can not believe I am the only reason Ace didn't get any tonight! what type of best friend am I?!"
"An embarrassing one." Ace mumbled just loud enough for me to hear. We got out of the car and walked up the ramp from the car park to the shops above. Before Clara's date we decided we'd go shopping. Ace and I headed to EB games and Clara to the art shop.
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•Are you mine?• {B+B} ✔️
RomanceBook one {completed 6/9/18} "Are you mine?" "Y-yes, I'm all yours." "Yes you are." ••• Jax Xander, a seventeen year old rugby player just out of Juvy for the 3rd time. Now i know what you're thinking, oh he's just the generic jock, full of him self...