Ashwick Bad Boys

Chapter Five: Flirting with me

             Tyson smirked as he walked into Mr. Hopkins class, towards his seat when he noticed the new girl. Taking a detour, he watched as Roxy placed her book on her desk and took off her jacket, placing it on the back of her chair. She looked lovely in her yellow shirt that shaped her breasts nicely. Skinning his eyes over her body, Tyson watched as her skinny jeans tightened when she crossed her legs over the other. Tyson stopped, making sure he was close when he spoke, “Hey sexy.”

Roxy’s head whipped up in horror to see Tyson standing near her. He was very close, leaning against her desk, arms folded over his massive chest, smirking. “What do you want?” Roxy frowned.

A dark chuckle rumbled from his chest. “You know bad boys get what they want.” He stated in a firm voice. His green eyes lazily looked her body over, appreciating what he saw. He rarely cared what people thought of him. He knew what he wanted and took it, just like his brothers.

Roxy felt her heart pound, his low dark voice washed over her in waves making her shiver inside. “To go to Disney world?” she asked innocently, folding her arms.

Tyson moved, shifting his body till he was in her personal space, claiming her attention. He knew he affected Roxy, he could read her easily like the others. “No, my brother wants you sexy and I plan to help him.” He nearly laughed when her chest began to rise and fall. “And my brothers and I will love sharing you.” His words rolled off his tongue, huskily. Leaning back, Tyson watched as emotions clouded her eyes as she processed what he said.

Roxy gritted her teeth, calming her racing heart. What was it with these guys? Don’t they know when to just give it up and leave her alone? Glaring, Roxy looked into his exotic green eyes. “What will it take for you and your brothers to leave me alone?” She practically yelled in frustration.

Tyson rubbed his chin, his green eyes sparkling with humor. “How about one night, go out with us?” He all but dared her to say no.

Roxy shook her head, “Not going to happen.”

Titling his head downwards, a slow sideways smile curved his lips. “Are you sure about that, sexy?” Standing up, planting his feet firmly on the tile floor. Tyson looked into her eyes, staring, watching as she tried to hide the fact he got to her.  “Think about having multiple hands caressing that lovely body of yours. I know my brother will love to see you whimpering with pleasure, heck I know my little brother and I sure will.” Tyson walked away towards his desk, knowing Roxy would be thinking about what he said. He chuckled, satisfied as he claimed his seat.

            “Are you all right?” Megan asked in a concern voice, taking the empty seat next to Roxy.

            Letting out a huff of air, “I’m fine, him and his brothers think just because I am new that they can have me.”

            Megan whistled. “Damn, I am glad that I am not in your shoes.”

            “Thanks,” Roxy said dryly.

            Brushing a strand of hair off her face, “How about we have fun with this?” Megan wiggled her eyebrows playfully.

            “I don’t think that is a good idea.”

            “It could be fun,” Megan said in a cheerfully voice, “Besides what could go wrong?”

            Narrowing her eyes, “That’s what I am worried about.”

            Megan made a strange noise under her breath before she gave Roxy a sad face, causing Roxy to laugh. “Please? I need some fun in my life.”

            Roxy knew she was going to regret it, but one look at Megan’s pleading eyes had her thinking she could use a little fun after staying cooped up for the past three months. “Ok.”

            “Sweet!” Megan practically yelled.

            As the bell rang, telling them class was starting, Roxy turned in her seat watching through the corner of her eyes, watching Tyson who stared at her with a wicked smile. Shifting her eyes, Roxy cursed herself for letting two of the brothers get to her. Sighing, Roxy listened to the teacher as he began class.

            An hour later, Megan nudged Roxy, “I’m glad we have class together.”

            “Me too,” says Roxy, offering a kind smile in return.

            “I, for one, am glad class is over with.” Megan gathered her stuff happily.

            “Tell me about it,” Roxy groaned.

            “I think Mr. Hopkins gave me a headache when he talked about matter is composed and what not.” Megan rubbed her temple dramatically.

            “Hey, Meg.” Kane walked up towards the girls, his curly reddish blond hair was messy in its own unique way, pushing his glasses up. “Are you excited about the Chemistry project coming up?”   

            “Nerd alert,” Chris Millers joked, smirking causing some of the students to laugh.

            “Get a life,” Megan shot back earning a dirty look. “Kinda of,” she answered Kane’s question.

            “What was that all about?” Roxy inquired, glancing at Chris who was chatting with some poor girl, who giggled at something he said.

            Kane sighed, “Just some jock.”

            “Try jerk, prick, and douchebag. The list goes on and on.” Megan mocked her smile not reaching her eyes.

            “You should know.” Megan gave Kane a look. “Oh, sorry,” he mumbled before hurrying off.

            Roxy arched her eyebrow.

            “It’s a long story, but short version I used to date him last year and let’s just say I have reason’s to hate him.” Megan’s eyes darkened at the thought.

            “His loss besides, there are always other fish in the sea.” Roxy teased.

            Laughing, Megan couldn’t help but glance towards Chris as her heart tightened in pain, turning her eyes back towards Roxy, Megan smiled. “Let’s go to lunch before all the good seats are taken.”

            “Sexy, Trent wanted me to tell you he saved you a seat.” Tyson steeped in front of the girls, glancing at Megan. “You can bring your friend if you want.”

            “No, thanks.” Roxy moved to step around him, but couldn’t. “Look, get it through your thick skulls that I DO NOT LIKE YOU OR YOUR BROTHERS.” She gritted her teeth as she spoke each word, “Now move.” Grabbing Megan by the arm, Roxy pushed with her other hand, moving Tyson out of the way as she walked past him.

            Tyson moved, amused as he watched Megan try to not touch him as she passed. Roxy on the other hand, didn’t care as long as she was away from him. Hearing footsteps Tyson smirked at his older brother Trent.

            “What’s that look for?”

            “Your new girl, just basically told us to stay away from her.” His eyes sparkled with humor.

            “Did you tell her we always get what we want?”

Tyson nodded.

“I see,” Trent mused.

            Tyson patted his brother’s back. “Don’t worry bro; it’s like catching a fly in a spider web, sooner or later she will be right where we want her.”

            Trent’s chest rumbled with silent laughter, agreeing with his brother.