The Changing{put on hold}

Chapter 18

Skylar's POV:

I gulp loudly as I stare ahead, making contact with bright blue eyes.

I slowly lick my lips and look down before I get noticed.

"Skylar are you even paying attention?" Jacob sighs.

"Nope, its a little hard to focus." I admit truthfully.

I poke my head up right as he begins to answer. My eyes immediately go to his lips.

Full, but not to full. Kissable but definitely off limits.  Although any things possible. He smirks before speaking but I'm still drawn.

"I can assure you that the feeling is mutual." 

I look back up then, only to find him scribbling on some sort of chart.

I take my time as my eyes rake over his body. The way he scowls at his writing, the high cheekbones. That cutting jawline... All part of the package that makes Jacob Tater so irresistible.

His hair is tousled today, unlike his usual quiff. The change was nice, and noted. It made him look even older. His blonde bangs would flop into his eyes ever so often and he would immediately push them back.

Even from sitting position I could see he's in shape. He was basically perfect. He wasn't to big, but he wasn't small.

And his eyes, they took my breath away. How could such a small detail, have so much impact?

I lock eyes and loose myself in thoughts.

"Um- Skylar? You are kinda staring" Jacob says after a short while.

"Its your eyes" I say immediately, "They are absolutely gorgeous"

"Not near as gorgeous as you" he fumbles.

I break my gaze and lightly bite my lip.

"Did I make you blush?" he states, I immediately am aware of the smirk in his voice. Its stupid, but it makes my red cheeks deepen.

"Absolutely not. Its- uh, hot in here." Jesus Christ Skylar, That's possibly the stupidest thing.

"Right, It is... Because of you" Jacob states, while lifting up my chin.

"I hate you so much"

Confusion flashes across his face as I stutter that sentence.

"Oh" falls out of his mouth as he drops his hands and leans back.

"I hate you because you make me uneasy" I mutter to the floor.

He laughs out loud and places a hand on my thigh.

"Does this make you nervous?"

"Yes sir it does" I answer truthfully.

"Why?" Another smirk.

"Because my thighs make me self conscious"

Shock crosses his face and he immediately rushes forward to kneel in front of me, taking me by surprise and making me flinch.

"Skylar Marie Wes, You are so beautiful" he says before crashing his lips to mine.

Before I have time to even wrap my head around what the hell is happening, he pulls away.

I say the first thing that pops in my head: "How do you know my middle name?"

"Work file"

"Oh. Alright. Now that that is settled- Wanna explain what that was?"

"Skylar you are so beautiful, your thighs are perfect. So what if you aren't stick thin? You dont need to be. And you sure as hell look better in jeans than skinny girls." Jacob rambles, rushing his words.

I stare at him then, I get up. I walk away and out the door.

A/N: I have honestly no idea, dont ask. I feel weird writing about Jacob because it is literally a description of a boy at my school and holy crap is he cocky.

I hope this chapter made sense, idk :)

-Sierra