Don't Expect me to Fall in Love

Chapter 9

I really. Really. Really. Really. Really have been dreading writing the next couple chapters because of like. I don't know. I just didn't want to. But here I am. Writing this chapter. Because I want to make what few readers I have happy. So you are welcome. So. Flippin. Welcome.

Oh and I hope your Christmas's or hannakuhs or what other variety of holidays you celebrated were good.

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In case you forgot--here is a few important sentences from last chapter.
"I see you walking to the arcade with your brother a lot," says Jessie.

"It made me think that you really can't be that awful if you walk with your brother to the arcade every day," He says something else that catches me completely off guard, "I thought it was cute."

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"You think I'm cute..." I give him a 'you can't be serious' look.

He glares at me, "Beth. You don't have to make it weird."

My default for uncomfortable situations is sarcasm so I joke, "Jessie. You made it weird when you admitted to stalking me."

He's wearing a look of complete frustration, "Elizabeth. I don't stalk you. I would never stalk you."

I put my hand over my heart as of I am hurt, "well now I'm offended, you don't think I am stalkable?"

I really just need to stop talking.

He laughs, not glaring anymore, "no. You are perfectly stalkable. I'm sure you have plenty of guys watching your window night and day."

"Thank you," I smile at him.

The bell rings.

Jessie and I just laughed with each other. Not at each other. But with each other. Weird day.

He must be tired of all of the fighting and wants to become friends.

The next day in English class he sits close enough to have a hushed conversation, "I never did get to give you a proper apology for hitting you in the head with a door."

"Oh it's okay it was weeks a--" I start but he interrupts me.

"I would like to make it up for you with a kiss."

"Uh huh. No," I answer automatically. Why the heck would he say that?

"Why so?" He looks at me expectantly.

"Because that would be stupid," I answer the first thing that comes to mind.

"Oh no. It wouldn't be stupid. The only possible stupid thing about it would be the fact that I would have you begging for more," he says to me arrogantly.

"Is that so?" I ask looking at him as if he is an idiot.

"It is."

I bite my lip and let my eyes wander around trying to emphasize how much I am pondering, "well in that case..."

He seems surprised by my response so far.

"No," I finish.

His shoulders slump, "all of that build up for nothing? For that, I at least deserve a peck."

Is this the Jessie that I fight with all of the time? That hates me and I hate him? Jessie is flirting with me. I must be going insane.

I arch a brow, "honey you would be lucky to get a peck from me."

"Same to you," he says smugly, "girls have quoted my kisses as life changing."

I laugh, "why? Did your angelic lips give them herpes?"

"Don't kill my vibe sweetie. I know you want me."

"I'm sure my attitude towards you since we met has been nothing but inviting I know, but please could you shut your infectious lips so that I can pay attention to the lecture?"

Jessie's attitude has been confusing lately. I realize he probably doesn't want to fight anymore and wants to be friends. But this is a pretty dang weird way to talk to a friend.

For the rest of the period he leaves me alone to do school work, except for when he winks at me every time we make eye contact. I never fail to respond with an eyeroll.

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Kind of boring. And kind of short. Sorry. But it's a filler for the next couple chapters and I promise the next one will be in two days and really long.