The Outlaws

sixteen.

Picture: Shailene Woodley as my other option for Kayleigh Evans

Planning out my story and writing this chapter took a lot shorter than I expected. So here is chapter sixteen!

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ALEXIS

"So... I'm thinking we could have dinner together," Jeremy suggests. "Is Friday night good?"

"Yeah, sounds great," I smile, getting out my books for the lessons after Lunch and replacing them with the books I no longer need for the day.

"Great," he repeats, smiling back. "Would you like to have Lunch with me? Kayleigh can join us, of course."

Today is the day Kayleigh and I start having Lunch with the Outlaws. I have to tell Jeremy that face to face, and he has to be okay with it.

"Sorry, Jer, but Kay and I are joining our friends," I inform him, looking him in the eye.

For a second, there is a flash of anger in his eyes, which I somewhat understand because I get that the Jocks and Outlaws will never mix. The odd thing is that other students consider me an Outlaw, and I'm dating a Jock. So, I guess this is where the two worlds collide.

His gaze softens as he replies, "Alright. That's cool. I'll see you later then."

I smile softly, thankful. "See you later."

***

"Dude, the best part is when Dean goes like, 'Santa's shady brother?'" Isaiah guffaws as he talks about an episode of Supernatural that I have seen before.

"Look, Ise," Daniel begins, sighing exasperatedly. "I love you and I love Supernatural, but this is the third time you're telling me about this episode, which I have watched before. And I don't think it's healthy that you've watched all nine seasons four times already."

"Five," Isaiah corrects, quietly.

"Couldn't agree with you more, Dan. I don't hear the end of it," Rachel adds, rolling her eyes. "He even quoted a line during sex once. God..."

"Didn't have to know that..." Daniel mutters.

"That was one time, babe," Isaiah groans.

We all laugh at their conversation as we queue up for our food in the cafeteria, with Lindsey being in front of the seven of us, followed by Matt.

"I'll pay for the two of us," Christian lets the lunch lady know, motioning to himself and me, when it's my turn.

"Chris, it's fine," I protest.

He ignores me as he hands the lady the money.

I sigh. "I'll pay for something else next time, then. But thanks."

"My pleasure," he says, grabbing his tray. "Come on."

I pick up my tray and follow him as he leads me to the Outlaws' usual table, where Lindsey and Matt are already seated, opposite each other. Christian joins Matt's side and I join Lindsey's.

After a while longer, everyone else is seated and coincidentally, the girls are on one side and the guys are on the other.

This is what I do when I'm nervous-I observe things and make patterns out of them.

And why am I nervous?

The people in the cafeteria are either staring or looking our way once in a while.