I'm With The Boys

Chapter Eleven

Day one of being Callan's "girlfriend". And I already feel like either shooting him or myself. Preferably him. And we aren't even at school yet.

"Hello honey cakes." Callan wraps an arm around my waist.

Glaring at him, I slap him in the face. "We aren't at school yet so drop the act. And shitty terms of endearment."

Hurt flickers across his face before it's back to his normal cocky and arrogant smirk. "You love it really."

"Dream on."

"Again? Honestly, I have a massive hangover and possibly got a girl pregnant." Lucas groans as he walks into the kitchen.

I turn my glare to Lucas. "You imbecile! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" Purposefully, I scream right into Lucas's ear.

He winces, covering his ears with his hands, and pleads, "Please keep your voice down?"

Sighing, I say, "Fine. Did you seriously get a girl pregnant?"

"No. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Yes." Callan and I reply in unison. He smirks at me whilst I glare back. "Hurry up, fifteen minutes until we have to go to school." I snap at Lucas, having glanced at the clock.

"Shit!" Lucas runs upstairs. "Can you make me breakfast? Love ya sis!"

"I'll make him something; just relax babe." Callan says.

"How kind of you. I can't believe I have to be your "girlfriend". I grumble, laughing. It was a bitter and mocking laugh.

Callan sighs. "It's for your safety."

"I will get to the bottom of this Callan, even if it's the last thing I do." My voice is low and serious.

Callan stiffens. "I hope you never will." He mutters under his breath.

Somehow I get the idea I wasn't meant to hear that. If anyone is going to tell me anything, it would be Maddox. And the last time I saw him I had helped beat him up. I'm going to have to get on his good side, I thought.

Lucas stomps down the stairs and eats the food Callan made for him. "Let's go."

"Great." I mutter, and Callan takes my hand in his.

"It's going to be okay." Callan breaths in my ear, kissing my neck.

Biting my lip, I attempt to stay cool. I'm so bipolar when it comes to Callan. Sometimes I melt and have the urge to kiss him, and other times I feel like killing him. Right now, I feel like kissing him. I smirk as a plan forms in my head.

We climb into Callan's car, after arguing who rides shotgun. I won, of course, since I pulled the girlfriend card. Muahahahhahahaha.

As we pull into the parking lot, my palms are covered in sweat. Gross. Wiping my palms on my jeans, I climb out, my legs shaking.

I meet Callan at the front of the car. He takes my hand and starts walking, but I have other ideas. Pulling Callan close to me, I smirk at Callan's shocked face, before tangling my free hand into his hair and kiss him, pressing my body against him.

At first he freezes, but when I start to pull away, he responds. His tongue traces my lips, and I happily part them. His tongue messages mine and wow, it's amazing. When he starts to pull away, I cling to him. Chuckling, he whispers into my ear, "We'll finish this later."

"O-okay." I breathe, and Callan pulls away, a smile on his face.

"Come on." He pulls me towards school, leaving a bemused Lucas staring after us.

Whispers surround us as we head to our lockers. Before we get there, Kitty and Missy step in our way.

"What the hell, Callan? I'm your girlfriend!" Kitty screeches.

Callan rolls his eyes, pulling me up against his side. "Fuck off Kitty. You're annoying, ugly, clingy, pathetic, and a slut. Definitely not my type. If I see you or any of your pathetic followers near Jesse, Lucas and I, I'll release the video. Do you understand me Kitty?"

Kitty pales. "Y-yes!"

"Good." Callan smirks at her, and she and Missy run off.

Turning to face me, the smirk drops from his face. "What?"

"Video?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh it's nothing."

"Oh really? From the look on her face, it's definitely not "nothing"." I snap.

"It will ruin her popularity, okay? And her sad little life." Callan says.

"I'm sick of you hiding things from me. When you fucking grow up, come and find me." Wrenching my hand from his, I turn and stomp off to my locker.

Maddox leans against my locker, amusement on his face. "Trouble in paradise?"

"Fuck off Maddox."

Maddox laughs. "You're finally a couple, huh?"

Turning to face him, I frown. "Finally?"

Maddox rolls his eyes. "It's obviously he loves you."

"Loves me?" My jaw hangs open.

"Close your mouth darling, unless you're going to use it for something." Maddox smirks.

Immediately, I close my mouth, sticking my middle finger up at him. "Dream on."

"I will." He winks.

I laugh and step closer to him. "Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

"About what? The video? Well, that's Kitty giving her physics teacher a blow job so she would get an A in her coursework." Maddox laughs.

"Seriously? Eeeew!" I gag.

"I know. I swear he's like, fifty or something."

"Yeah. That wasn't what I was asking though."

"Oh?" Maddox plays dumb.

"You know full well what I'm talking about Maddox."

He nods. "Yeah, I do." He smirks at something over my shoulder.

Turning around, I see Callan watching, an angry expression on his face. Maddox steps closer and whispers in my ear, "Don't worry Jesse, you'll find out soon enough." And with that, Maddox turns and walks off.

Callan's eyes widen at whatever expression is on my face. "What did he say?"

"Nothing." I force a smile and take Callan's hand, dragging him to our first lesson.

However, I cannot shake off the bad feeling I have.

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A/N: Sorry guys it's shorter than the usual chapters.

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