New Rules

Brennon Maxwell 9

I saw her the minute that little vixen walked inside Smith's house.

Confidently walking like she didn't give a damn that literally everyone was looking at her. Boys with obvious lust and even some girls too, others were burning in jealousy.

Her little black dress and that high heels-

Fuck!

I wanted to grab her in my arms and take her away from all these horny kids, then lock her inside with me in a room.

I wanted to rip that sexy little dress off and fuck her hard with her wearing only those high heels of hers.

But that fucking Logan! How dare he touch her! Dancing with her? Holding her hand? I have to put him in his place. Soon.

I couldn't help but think of the way she laughs, so different from the glares she gives me. She looks like an angel, so beautiful.

Shut it, Bren! She's no angel you know it, now you just have to get close to her and tell the others how she's no fucking angel.

I was currently talking to Logan, just trying to keep him busy so that he won't go back to that vixen and confess whatever he was about to.

I saw her get up and walk inside. This is my chance. I looked at Aron and Levi and they nodded their head a little.

"I have to use the washroom guys, I'll be right back." Logan nodded and continued talking, he knew if he left he'd be putting his position in danger as I was the Captain.

I walked inside and started looking for her. She wasn't on the dance floor, so I decided to check the kitchen.

I entered the kitchen and there she was, leaning against the kitchen counter sipping her drink, the act so simple yet she still managed to look like a goddess.

And the thing that makes it even hotter was that she knows how she affects people but doesn't give a flying fuck about it.

Like she knows she is, and will be the most hottest-badest bitch, it doesn't matter what people say.

I shook my head a little to clear my thoughts and walked towards her.

I didn't know where to start so I said the only thing that came to my mind. "Hey."

She looked up at me, her dark grey eyes locked on mine. "What do you want?" She asked with a bored tone.

"Nothing just wanted to talk to you, and apologize." I lied and sheepishly looked down.

"Dude, take this act to someone who would fall for it. I am clearly the wrong person." she rolled her eyes.

"What act? I really want to apologize, I shouldn't have done that to your brother. I am sorry. It won't happen again." I said, my voice filled with sadness and I was surprised that it was a little real too, because as much as I hate her what I did to her brother was wrong.

"As much as I do not believe you, it's fine. Just don't bother us again," she said and took a sip of her drink.

My voice filled with fake excitement. "Then can we start over? Can we be friends?"

"Now now, don't get ahead of yourself. I accepted your apology, I never said we can be 'friends'." she said making quotation marks with her fingers for the word friend.

This is going to be harder than I thought.

I sighed, "okay not friends. But not enemies too, yeah?"

She looked at me intently and slowly nodded.

I smiled, "so what are you drinking?"

She didn't say anything, just tilted her glass a little so I can see inside.