Chapter 4: You mean you love her vagina???

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The next three days goes by painfully slow. I spent my lunch catching up with Dante who sat across from me which was pleasant. Everyday Jonas sat next to me making sure Tristan couldn't get anywhere near me. Tosh on one side and Jonas on the other. When I complained about Jonas to Tosh through a snap chat video he sent me one of him with a flower wreath on his head looking all mystical, "Admit it Jax, you love to be sandwiched between us two hotties!" He sounded like a chipmunk which made it even more hysterical.  Joey does sit in the same vicinity but he's been all up in that new girls face during lunch.

Detention has been insanely eventful with Tristan. He is a chatter box. Ms. Andrews has been in meetings everyday so the "no talking" in library rule is out the window and Tristan just follows me around while I put books away talking. He never shuts up. I tried to teach him the dewey decimal system but he doesn't listen. The boy has full on a.d.d. I'm honestly not sure how he has made it this far in school not understanding the dewey decimal system? Or how he has not been put on Medication? How he's in AP Calculus? I find it hard to believe he slipped through the cracks in so many areas. He denied needing meds and having attention deficit disorder but it's the only logical explanation.

Tonight we are going to Gavin's to swim and drink beer. I have had a few drinks over the years with Tosh but never at a party. I guess this isn't really a party. More of a hangout. Gavin asked for my phone number yesterday and I kind of snapped at him so I don't know what he thinks of me. He was really cool after I snapped. Acted as though nothing happened and today he came and ate lunch with us.

I walk through the front door of my house rubbing my temples after a too long of conversation with Tristan about 'Breaking Bad.' It's like I hate him but then he can be cool....it's weird and I feel absolutely flummoxed at how I just enjoyed a lengthy conversation about my new addiction with somebody I have hated for years. I almost agreed to go grab ice cream with him. No doubt he would of slipped me the 'date rape drug' and I'd just be another number of the staggering statistics of date rape. I shudder at the thought as I'm greeted by June who is in a bikini and pulling on some jean shorts in the entry way which is just strange to me. Why can't she dress in her room?

"Do you like?" She asks as she stares at her butt in the glass of the french doors that leads to a courtyard off the side of the house.

"Yeah." I say absently. I don't care what she looks like for this hang out or if her butt looks curvy enough.

"What are you gonna wear? Jonas says Gavin likes you." June says with excitement while she adjusts her boobs in the glass. I don't think she has even made eye contact with me yet.

Jonas drove me nuts about Gavin all week. "He likes you." "Do you like him." "He could be the next Jeffrey Dahmer."

I replied after his third statement, "Then you better watch yourself because Dahmer's victims were all males." He laughed and called me "too smart for my own good."

"I'm not sure I should go. I have Calculus homework." I say to June as I walk past her so I can get to the kitchen and get food in me.

I'm hangry!

I can't think straight when I'm this hungry and then it hits me, that's why I was enjoying my conversation with Tristan....I've got low blood sugar. Low blood sugar makes me act strange, like the time I was so hungry I let my mom hug me. I almost shudder at the memory.

"Yeah right!" She says and follows me. "Anyways....I know how you feel about wearing bikini's but you need to just take the plunge. You have an amazing body and it's time you show it off."

I turn around and stare at her. "My ass is huge and my boobs are like something out of a porno." I deadpan and she laughs. It's true though, last year Tristan told me I had a body like a slender Kardashian. I almost died right then but Tosh told me my ass wasn't quite on Kardashian level. He said it was better which sent me into a long fit of laughter. It's not that big at all so there's another reason I hate Tristan. I can't start just being friendly with him after all his body shaming he's done over the years.

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