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Player + Bad Boy + Nerd + Sexy Lover = Free Food.
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"Hey, Wyatt." I gave the worst possible fake smile anyone could give. It was good toss at him though because he was one of the hot annoying mess that tried his hardest to get under my skin. I glued my feet to the ground trying very hard to not run away.
"How's my favorite girl doing?" He winked at me making me think about the running thing again. Geez, he will never grow up like this, what kind of puppy love was he showing me, he and I both knew that these things only made me hate him more than like him the way he wanted me to like him. Stupid, idiot moron.
"Was doing fine, until I saw you." I seriously abhor him. I can count so many occasions where I just want to spend my all day stabbing him, I don't even care if I sound like the wicked witch of the west. I have lost that type of mild sanity when it comes to annoying boys of my life.
"Ah ca'mon you liar. I am sure you stalked me here." He lightly punched my shoulder, grinning at me like the goon he was.
I rolled my eyes at his childish crush behavior. "Back off Wyatt. You will give me nightmares."
"Are you saying you dream of me?" He smirked at me, wiggling his eyebrows very inappropriately. Oh how much I want to strangle him right at this moment and shave his eyebrows.
"I didn't know you knew Wyatt too," FDR said peeping over my head. Actually, he didn't, it's just to make myself look tall and feed my self-esteem. He was that tall that he can easily put his chin on my head and still have to band.
"That's stupid," I said. "We all know everyone in this town."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ivan asked behind FDR, they were both same sizes but Ivan still has perks of being older and taller than us. He took all the good geans and than the remaining goods FDR took, and then there was my poor self without good height to tower over people and scare them or altogether intimate them. What good was I anyway, I hate my life sometimes, every second of the day.
"Yeah but I am the special one, love," Wyatt said; seductively I may say. Gross, just gross. He thinks of himself of some kind of geek god.
"Yeah, the need for mental treatment special," I said crossing my arms.
"Oh! I can take you to better placeless for romantic gesture if you know what I mean. Like..." I slapped Wyatt's chest before he can complete his sentence. My fault to say the wrong thing at the wrong time and in front of wrong people.
"Shut up Wyatt." I eyed him.
"Fine but you are sitting with me. I came alone." He pouted his eyelashes batting like the cute lost little puppy that we all love and can't just say no to the love of God. I am gonna so regret this later.
"Whatever." I murmured.
I heard FDR whispering something to Ivan which Ivan returned with flat 'I don't care about your pout'.
Wyatt's order came and then he turned to me.
"Your treat." With that said, he went to find a table for four of us. His food tray in his hands like some trophy wife. Great, I am here to pay for everybody.
"What do you want?" The boy said behind the counter with a bored expression, without even looking up at us, I just saw a glimpse of his chin and lips. He was wearing this big green cap that covered his whole face.
"I will have Java chip frappuccino and cheese fries," I ordered.
"I want vanilla frapp, cheese fries, and fried chicken," FDR said looking at the menu on the wall.
"Tall double blender extra caramel frappucino, French fries, smoked turkey bread sandwich, and coffee," Ivan ordered.
There was no one behind us so we waited by the counter for our order to get ready. We didn't talk and stayed silent not enjoying each other's company on my part. FDR the teddy brother tried but Ivan's one glance made him shut his mouth like little kid getting scolded by his parents for even thinking about eating candy. After waiting for good long minutes our order came.
"Here." The boy gave us our trays with our orders.
FDR looked over my shoulder reading the bill. I took out my wallet when he spoke in my ear making me screech at him. "But we didn't order this buffalo and whatever this pronounce." He said snatching the bill out of my hand.
"It's Wyatt's order." I paid without any argument. I don't know why he wanted me to pay when he has loaded parents. I walked off and found Wyatt sitting at the end, near a big glass window. I set across from him, FDR next to me while Ivan sat next to Wyatt. I picked up my fries and started to munch on it. Delicious.
"So Wylie still have a crush on me or you over me?" I choked on my fries coughing badly and my brothers well they on the air they were breathing. What the hell.
"Easy lady, you don't have to kill yourself for me; it's outraged." He offered me the water bottle, which I jerked from his hand and gulped it down.
"You know once she slipped on the wet floor and knocked down me with her. She was hovering all over me." Wyatt turned to my brothers, who were listening to him with the curious expression. " Literally" He quotes before taking bites of his meal.
"Oh my god. Stop it, Wyatt. I was running away from you." I said throwing the napkin at his face. He caught it and wiped some sauce off his face. "You weren't leaving me alone so I made a run out of the mall but you came out of nowhere so I tripped and fell over you," I said. "Wasn't hovering over you."
"And that other time, in the chemistry lab- when you tried to touch my hands when I was mixing the liquids." He stared me with the goofy smile. "She just can't last a minute without touching me."
"You idiot, if you had mixed those liquids it would have created a blast." I frowned at him and his theories of how I am so in love with him.
"Excuses to seduce me." He winked and started to eat. "It was working through." He added. "Everything you do works for me"
"Wyatt stop talking and eat," I ordered.
"Why? Does my voice makes you hot in here." Oh my god, how does he do that? Making my every word band in some pervy lines.
'Shut up' I mouthed to him glaring entire time.
"When you do that, it looks like you are giving me flying kisses." He commented on my 'Shut up' comment. And with that you know he doesn't know how to shut up.
"We are not forgetting this conversation." FDR laughed
"Are you going to write it in your diary?" Ivan said teasingly.
"How do you... I don't have..uh..." FDR was at loss for any words. "Shut up."
I was cleaning the leaving room one day when I found his blue diary of that year; Ivan was resting on the couch watching some band performance. I looked at Ivan and he looked back at me. We both nodded staring at the blue diary. So after reading FDR's diary with Ivan, we made the pact to always find each other when one of us find other years diaries and read it together.
"I am sure you have one too." I looked up at Wyatt. He made a love stuck puppy face. "Written every detail about me. From my broad shoulder to my models like legs and soft feather-like lips."
"Wyatt, that sounded so gay. Right, Wylie?" A guy said passing our table. "I don't have anything against them though." He opened the door making a peace sign.
"I know Jimmy," Wyatt shouted for him to hear. That Jimmy guy left walking backward still the peace sign up.
We turned to Wyatt for an explanation on who was that guy but he was talking to some little girl in a white dress who was on another side of the glass window with her mother. She typed something on the phone that her mother gave her while she looked around for any taxi. She placed it on the glass for Wyatt to read, I couldn't read anything. Wyatt nodded at her than she again typed. This time Wyatt giggled like a two-year-old and typed away on his own mobile. She looked up at him after reading.
"That is so cute." She shouted so loudly that we heard it inside.
"I know. Right." Wyatt shouted back.
They again did their typing and from looking at it, it looked like that they exchanged numbers.
"I will talk to you later." They both shouted.
"Jinx." This time too loudly.
"Jinx again." They laughed. Her mother came back and hurried her to the taxi. They drove away in the night.
No need of any explanation now, that how that Jimmy kid knew him or me. Wyatt is just too good to everybody. He is weird like that, you know talking with strangers and all the creepy things. But it rolls for them too, they are always grinning like idiots after interacting with Wyatt's pervy ass.
"Wyatt my man..."
"That sounded dirty." Wyatt laughed cutting FDR in mid.
"Me too actually. Let's never call each other my man again." FDR nodded. "So this Saturday football's tryouts. You in?"
"Nah. I think I will pass," Wyatt said after some moment.
"We will be expecting you but."
"Have some things planned." Wyatt shrugged and went back to eating.
I rolled my eyes. How can he be not interested? He got everything from body to skills. He was six foot two inch little taller than my brother and got this muscular dark skin body. And he is declining this opportunity. My brother doesn't ask anyone to try for football. I stared at Wyatt's eyes- green with red sparks in it. I have never seen this type of eyes. His jaw was clenching whenever FDR said something great fact about football. I never tried to know about Wyatt's life.
"I am feeling tired." I yawned. "It's a school night. Let's go." I stood up and threw my tray in a near dustbin.
"You don't need beauty sleep to impress me you know," Wyatt smirked. "Just ask me and I will be all yours." I punched him in the stomach; he was as dirty minded as FDR.
"You two take classes or you born like assholes?" I said opening the door and exiting.
"Nah just for you babe." Wyatt winked at me and high-fived FDR. We walked to our car. Wyatt was walking in front of me blocking my way. Then suddenly he stopped making me almost collied in his back. I tried to round him and pass bu Wyatt stopped me looking at my brothers, sitting in the car.
"So did you missed me?." He said looking over at FDR's car and smiling.
"Yeah in your dreams." I crossed my arms.
"You are always in them." He looked back at me with an emotionless face. "I have sleepless nights because of you."
"Oh my god Wyatt shut up or I will puke all over you."
"You can puke all you want my love." His voice came closer.
"I want to strangle you and murder you right at this moment."
"Lies." He said flicking my forehead.
I won't just tell you so just shut up and go away. "You weren't at school today," I asked walking to the car changing the subject. He didn't stop me this time.
"Why? Missed me!" He bumped his shoulder with mine while walking side by side. I rolled my eyes at him. "I got some things to short out. That's why I didn't come."
"Bye. I hope to don't see you tomorrow." I turned around and opened the door when Wyatt stopped me again. For god's sake.
"Hey, Wylie." He said putting his hand on the car's roof.
"Now what?" I crossed my arms in annoyance.
"Can I tie your shoelace?" He asked giving me his another million dollar smile.
"What? Why?" There was confusion all over my face.
"Because I don't want you to fall for someone else." He banded, kissed my cheek and ran away.
"You douchebag," I screamed after him rubbing my cheek. How dare he? I am going to kill him. That bloody moron. Who does he think he is? I will murder him, will cut him into little pieces and feed it to dogs. With that motto for tomorrow, I set in the car. My brothers started to laugh at my angry face. I slapped their heads to shut them. They covered their mouth but you can still hear their muffled laugh.
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Next morning, the second day at school; regular classes. Ah, it's going to be fun - note the dripping loathing sarcasm. I stretched my arms right and left. I am still feeling sleepy, I should just fall back and go to sleep- just for one more minute; it won't do any bad. So without thinking, I launched backward and I was about to fall from my bad on my butt when someone's arm came from behind around my waist.
"Easy there. We still need to eat breakfast." Ivan said patting my head and placing me on my bed.
"Thanks," I mumbled before falling on my covers, it feels so good.
"Hey, get up. We are ready and starving." He said shaking my shoulder. I didn't respond which made him jump on top of me, crashing my small figure between him and my bad. He started tickling me. Okay, I am too ticklish for my own good so the best thing is to surrender.
"Geez, I am awake. Don't have to be violent." I said grabbing his hand. I stood up and watched my brother making himself comfortable on my bad. I groaned and went into my bathroom. Just great this brother loves my bed to like the other one too.
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