One Smile

9: Lick at those Tattoos

Sam POV
The rest of the week went by pretty uneventful. I mean there were no more fist fights, I'd consider that improvement. Especially since detention was one of the worst experiences of my life.

The entire time Ethan AND Jake lectured me on the gym outfit. They acted like I planned for that to happen. Ethan's brother instincts are killing me. I'm not too sure what's going on with Jake. Either he feels bad because of our accidental cuddle session, or he feels bad because of the text messages.

Those haven't gone away. Every morning I wake up to multiple messages from different numbers. It's exhausting. I'm saving them all like Jake said, supposedly his dad is going to help me. We'll see.

It's Thursday and I'm supposed to meet with Jake and his dad on Saturday. Nuggets I'm nervous. What if his dad thinks I'm a problem child? Or that I'm weak? I don't think I can deal with another person calling me weak.

"Hey sugar plum," Ben sings in the hallway. Bringing the attention of everyone. This is Ben's and I relationship, when Ethan isn't around. Or Jake recently. Honestly, Ben is like having a fun older brother that you can harmlessly flirt with. Okay, now that I think about it that's weird. But accurate.

"Hey One Direction, how have you been. I haven't seen you since this morning and I need my British fix," I joke.

"Wow. First you open your legs for Jake and now you're fucking Ben. You really are shameless," Bailey says. Great. Because I'm not dealing with enough. Does she have a Sam radar? How did she even find me.

"Hey Baileyyyyyyy. We're not sleeping together. Sugar plum doesn't have to open her legs to get guys to talk to her," Ben replies overdoing his accent. I could just hug him right now. Instead, I will get him a Twix bar. He is obsessed with them.

"Probably for the best. You don't know where someone like her has been," Bailey sneers.

"No where actually. This cherry ain't pop," why the fuck. My brain needs to be fast because my mouth has way too much speed. Don't cry. Act like you meant to say it. Be confident. Maybe shrug your shoulders? Ben is chocking, is he laughing or shocked. I notice that everyone in the hallway is staring at me. Fuck. Fuck. God, how much chicken do I need to leverage today? I will leverage it all if you let me go back in time.

"Did you just announce your virginity to the school? You really are pathetic. It makes sense. No one would want to touch that, especially with your purple nipples," Bailey laughs.

Fuck. Always bringing my problems with my mixed identity in. At her pool party in 8th grade I cried about them and she made me show her. She then spent time cheering me up and saying they look fine. If I could go back in time and knock some sense in myself to never talk to Nathalie or Bailey, I would. I gave Bailey way too much ammunition without even noticing it.

Great. Everyone is looking at me. What does someone say to that? Make a joke Sam. Distract them. "Melanin offers a lot of gifts, even a sexual rainbow," I wink. Now what the heck does that mean. Ben busts out laughing. Thank god, I don't think I could deal with silence right now. I might keep talking. Think of anything else. Do not talk. Stay quiet.

"Whatever. You are so fucking weird. Do us all a favor and stop bothering people out of your class," she sneers.

"We're all seniors," I reply. I know what she meant. But, she doesn't need to know that. There is nothing wrong with having hardworking parents. "I have to go, lunch is waiting for me. It takes a lot of energy to deal with your bitchiness," I mumble.

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"Why is everyone talking about the fact that you're a virgin with purple nipples," Nay yells when she sits down. I swear, this child has no filter and no inside voice. At least Julie isn't here, I don't think I can take the questions from both of them.