When we got into my car I finally spoke. “What the fuck was that for, you asshat! My dad's going to kill me.” I slammed my head onto the stearing wheel. Mercifully my horn did not go off. “One, you are not my boyfriend. Two, don't blame me when my dad punches your face in.” I muttered.

Blake laughed. “This  is so not fucking funny.” I growled. He got quiet. “Sorry.” I sneered at him. “You aren't sorry enough. You asshole. You'll be expected to come for dinner. And then you'll have to meet my bio-dad. And then my 2 sisters and 9 brothers. I don't have time for all that.” I started the car, ranting in my head how I was going to get him back.

“How did I get to your house anyway?” Blake asked. “You were really drunk. Woods gave us a ride. I didn't know where you lived, so I made sure I took care of you. Now I regret it.” I said. We finally made it to the store. I parked and turned off the car. I jumped out of my car. “If you want to ask me out, just ask. But don't do all the shit.” I said for some reason. I walked away and went into the store.

De was sitting on the counter. “So?” I shrugged. “So what?” I asked. “Did you get laid? You and Blake left together.” I shuddered in disgust. “Ew. No. Never.” “One of these days you got to get laid.” I shook my head. “Not this girl. This girl is never getting laid.” I said triumphantly, pointing at myself. “One of these days a guy is going to come around and change your tune.” De said.

“That guy is me.” Blake said. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah right Blake.” He laughed. “Let me take you out next week. We'll see then.” I shrugged. “Fine.” I hopped behind the counter and put on my name tag. After 6 customers Conner, Carston, and Woods came in. “Hey Woods.” I waved at him. He came over to the counter.

“How's the drunk?” He asked. I grinned. “That asshat. He's working.” His eyes widened at my choice of words. “Well. . . Jessamine I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me. As friends!” That was cute. The way he kept tripping over his words. “Sure. When?” I asked. I was actually excited for this. “On Friday. Two days from now.” I nodded. “You can send me address of the place.” Woods grinned. “I need your number then.” That's what this was about. “(***)***-****.” I said. He nodded and pulled out his phone and put in my number.

“You're taking out my girl.” Blake growled. “I'm not your girl Blake.” I growled. “We're going out though.” He whined. I rolled my eyes. “The date didn't even happen yet. Woods and I are going out as friends anyways.” I argued. Conner came up to the counter with his things. “Princess. . .You want to hook up.” He wiggled his brows at me. “Ew. No.” I whined in disgust. Conner frowned. “You would rather hook up with the small dicks.” I groaned in disgust. 

“We're not hooking up! Woods is taking me out to dinner as friends and Blake is taking me out next week. No one is hooking up with anyone.” I growled. Conner smiled knowingly. “You'll hook up with them sooner or later. Then you'll be mad you turned me down.” I rolled my eyes. “I'll never be mad I turned someone like you down.” Conner growled at me and walked out of the store leaving his purchases.

Woods picked them up and walked out after them. Blake went into the back muttering to himself. Why did I always have the boy issues??