I woke up in one of Mia's spare beds by the bed shaking as someone was hopping out. Usually when I'm at home Annabelle crashes on my bed, so it's automatic when I say, "Morning beautiful." But I wake up completely when I see Nate going out the door after he winks at me. I shoot straight out of the bed to find my friend. Annabelle is passed out on the leather couch. The only person left who had disappeared before me was Jack.
"Dude, wake up!" I whisper shout.
"Huh? Oh hey Amber! What's up?" Annabelle said in a morning voice.
"Nate was in the same bed as me this morning!"
"No way." Annabelle sits up. "Congrats are in order."
"Are you crazy? I would never want to have sex with Nate!"
"What if you did?"
"Who's asking?" Mia said behind me.
"Me," I said confidently.
"Alright then, I have clips of everything that happened last night in every room." Mia did her stuff with her TV then played from the moment we played truth or dare.
"Do you remember anything Amber?" Mia asked.
"No." But the second I hear Annabelle in the screen dare the Nate in the screen memories flood back- emotions flood back.
"That was definitely one of the highlights."
"What do you mean one?" Mia fast forwarded until we were playing seven minutes of heaven. I remember not wanting to come out of the cupboard because I was into it... until Nate turned into the guy I thought he was.
"What happened after I passed out?" Mia played around with the TV to the room I was in a second ago. It was Nate, who carried me to the bed, kissed my head then lay down with me. "He... didn't do anything."
"Amber! I think you underestimated Nate!" Annabelle pointed out.
"I sure did," I mumbled.
"So, is Nate going to stop being your enemy now?"
"No."
"Oh come on! Why not?"
"I don't want to talk about it. I just want to go to school."
"Fine then, don't tell anything to your best friend." I nodded. We went to a cafe to get coffees then went to school. I hugged Annabelle goodbye before going to my locker. Of course, I forgot that Nate was near my locker. So when I saw Nate I stood still not knowing to move or not.
"Hey, you OK?" Nate asks with a smile.
"Psh, yeah," I snap out of it then go into my locker. When Nate starts talking again my body starts shaking. Damn body!
"So, about last night…. It's not going to change anything between us, right?" I slammed my locker after getting my folder.
"Of course not, your kisses have not affected me in any way." I fake smile.
"That's cool."
"Sure, everything's cool to you Nate. I bet you have never even had a bad heartbreak." Nate looked confused, and then smiled when he saw his girlfriend running to him to suck his face. I roll my eyes as always. I'm not jealous, I just think their disgusting.
"Nate, I heard what you and she did last night. Explain now." His girlfriend tried to be mad at him.
"Oh, it was nothing babe. She's nothing to me. I was just jerking off. Honest."
"Really?'Cause I heard you guys were like the couple of the party." Nate laughed.
"Me and Amber? Please, she's just a bookworm." Just a bookworm? Fine, have it your way.
"And he's just a stuck-up jerk." I bud in. His girlfriend smiles then sucks his face and walks away.
"Amber, I'm sorry you had to-"
"Do what? Tell the absolute truth to your girlfriend? It's fine. We are completely normal. In fact, there is no 'we'." I said then walked away.
Nate was in my next class, so I'm lucky to be on the other side of the class. My dad was teaching this class; usually people would laugh about him in front of me, including Nate. Of course I supported him and paid extra attention.
"Good morning class. I hope you all made the right choice last night and didn't drink last night." My dad- I mean, Mr. Violet- said.
"What else were we supposed to do Mr.?" Nate joked then most of the class laughed.
"You mean besides suck face?" Oops, I said that out loud.
"Whose face are we talking about?" I looked away embarrassed.
"Alright class, today we are talking about what not to do at parties." The whole class moaned.
"But Mr., I got that lecture from my parents!"
"Would you shut the fuck up and listen to him?!" I yelled.
"Amber! Language."
"Yeah, Amber!" I ran out of the room in a hurry to collect my breaths. Pull it together, Amber. You are not attracted to him. A guy came out of the classroom and I banged into his chest thinking it was my dad.
"I'm sorry; I just hate him so much."
"You sure it's not the opposite?" It was Nate. Before I could have a chance to pull away Nate pushed me against the wall with his body as close to me like in the closet, making me gasp. His warm breath crept on my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "You really should stop making it obvious that something happened between us last night. I don't want my girlfriend finding out from gossip." I was scared, but I also found this sexy.
"U mean your slut?"
"Shut up," Nate whispered resting his forehead on mine
"Or what?"
"Or I'll make you moan again."
"Are you sure that's a consequence?" Nate broke away smiling.
"Are you flirting with me Amber?"
"You are kidding me? As if I would flirt with a dork." Nate kissed me unexpectedly, only making it more passionate.
"You mean a sexy dork?"
"As if," I rolled my eyes. But I couldn't hold it in when Nate kissed my neck. "OK, OK, you're a sexy dork. Happy?"
"How can I be happy if I'm not sexy?" I punched his shoulder playfully. "See, I told you we could be friends." I didn't know why that hurt me, I was about to object when another classmate came out of the classroom. Nate broke away instantly.
"Mr. Violet wants you back in the class, lovebirds." My classmate smirked.
"You tell and I'll break your ribs." Nate growled. My classmate putted his hands up in defense then walked back into class. "See ya sweetie."
"See ya sexy dork."
"Amber! You didn't tell me you had a kissing session with Nate's cousin." Annabelle was outraged at me in the cafeteria.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You know, when you had that outburst in class about sucking face? Nate said it was about when you made out with his cousin but it didn't go that well."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh fine, play the innocent act. I just wish you would keep me 'in' with what's happening in your life. I tell you all about mine." Yes, and that annoys the hell out of me. Spilling the details about my life would not make it anymore special. This must have been what Nate said to other people for a cover up. "So, tell me, what's his cousin like? Is he sexy or just nice?"
"I don't kiss and tell."
"Oh!" Nate and his mates passed the cafeteria room laughing as if they were joking about how high a girls skirt was. Sometimes I do wish I was part of their conversations. Like right now I'd roll my eyes because girls only do it for their... amusement.
"Well, I think I'm going to... amuse myself." I said then walked after Nate. One of Nate's mates spotted me and yelled at Nate for his attention.
"Oh hello, sweetie! Have you come to cry to me again? You know I'm not your daddy right?" Nate smiled making his mates laugh.
"You know those weren't real tears, right? I mean, your cousin was interesting, but I wouldn't cry over him." I played along.
"Uh, daddy's little girl wants a hug. I'll be right back." His mates high-fived and completely ignored us as if we didn't exist. "What do you want?" Nate was serious.
"Your cousin? Really? Do you even have a cousin?"
"Indeed I do, sweetie. He's in America right now."
"I see, and what if he comes back unexpectedly?"
"Well, he won't because there are plenty of reasons why he wouldn't. Besides, I'm sure everyone will have forgotten this thing that happened." I scoffed. "What?"
"Just say what it was Nate. A party fling. One that didn't involve your penis, but your actual feelings. But then again, you obviously want it to be nothing. You know what? I will forget last night. I can't believe that I thought after tonight you would change. But you really are a self centered jerk." I began to walk away, but Nate caught my wrist.
"What did you expect? That I magically turn my life around for you? A girl who hated me, a girl who I can get pissed off so easily."
"You know what? You're more than a jerk. You're a coward. So nothing is exactly what last night was." I pulled my wrist away. Tears started to form in my eyes, but I pushed them away until I was out of Nate's reach.
So I told you before Nate's works at my work. It has never been more pleasant than now. It drives me mad just being near him. We both work at Countdown. I know, one of those jobs to just get money. If I had the money now I'd happily ditch this place and maybe switch schools. But then again, life never was easy.
Nate occasionally greets me with a nod of his head, today was no different. When it was time to stack all he did was smile then continue. This was one of his quiet days. Usually he would find something in school to mock me about. I was confused what game he was playing at. Maybe he was acting as if nothing had happened and he wants to get on with his life. The second I turned around to go to the next isle Nate stopped me.
"Amber wait," Nate ran in front of me. "Look, I can't stand being away from you. You're all I can think about lately. Honestly, you nearly came up in me and my mates' conversations five times. I miss you, and your lips, and... your moans."
"What about your slut?" I thought Nate would tense up, or maybe frown, but he stayed still.
"It's over; I caught her flirting with some guy in front of my mates so..."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Sorry this didn't happen sooner."
"No, I'm really sorry you thought you had a chance with a slut." My boss came down my isle, glaring to see if I was off task. "I'm on it!" I yelled then went to the next isle.
"Look, there's a sleepover at my mates house tonight. You willing to come?"
"Even after I called you ex a slut?" Nate nodded.
"She was anyway."
"I'm not your rebound or anything?" Nate shook his head. "Well, I guess I could come over."
"Cool, see you later... sweetie." Nate smirked. I rolled my eyes.
OK, so I don't really know where my heart lies at the moment. I started to ignore it after Nate laughed at me. My heart was stupid for crushing on a stuck-up jerk. After I yelled at it I didn't feel anything other than hatred when I saw Nate or crushed on any guy ever again. Right now I really want to know if I want to know what to wear to Nate's sleepover because I like him or want to prove that I can be friends with guys. So because my heart has completely disowned my brain like a bad break up, I have to count on Annabelle. I don't know if I don't really want to ask her because I never listen to her anyway or I want to keep Nate a secret. But that's stupid, right?
"Dude, I totally need your help on what to wear onaboyssleepover." I mumbled on the phone.
"A what?" Annabelle asked.
"I'm... going to Nate's sleepover with his mates."
"OK, I totally think that's stupid. But I'm also intrigued! Uh, depends if you want to go as the slut or the tomboy."
"Tomboy."
"Oh! You could go for black top and pink or blue jeans."
"OK, awesome."
"Oh, just a warning- some guys might not want you there. You know a boy's sleepover is supposed to be only guys or whatever."
"Yeah, I know. But then again I don't really care anyway."
"So, what are you trying to prove with this? That you're anti-boy? Or you're trying to win Nate's friends approval for the whole dating thing."
"What are they his parents?"
"Might as well be. But don't worry, I totally approve of Nate."
"Um, OK- but don't get disappointed. We won't be going out for a while."
"Why are you denying that you like him? It was obvious at the party."
"Because we would never work. He's too stupid."
"You mean such a guy?"
"Yeah."
"But you're not girly so... it's a match made in heaven."
"Shut up, you don't know what you're talking about!"
"Uh, who's had more boyfriends? Ding! Ding! Me!" I rolled my eyes then hung up the phone. She always rubs it in, but I don't care, guys can go... you know the sentence.
Seeing as it's a boy's sleepover I decided to bring a packet of chips just in case they don't leave me any. It felt a bit odd bringing a bag full of stuff to another guys house, maybe other guys might just sleep in what they wear- I'd do that.
Jack opened the door with a smirk on his face.
"Hey, who ordered the hooker?" Oh please, this outfit isn't sexy. Nate came running to the door laughing.
"Hey, sweetie! How's it going? Ready to get cyber drunk?"
"Cyber what?"
"Oh, you know, play station, surf the net, then raid the food while getting brainwashed by movies. Oh, you brought food!" Nate pinched my packet of chips. Jack looked at me like I was dumbstruck. I came in instantly smelling a whole range of disgusting smells. I sat on the couch next to Nate who shouted at the screen while his mate played a car game. I'm not going to survive this.
"So, Amber, what bands and artists do you hate?" Jack asked.
"Oh, I have a whole list. I don't want to bore you." I said.
"Damn girlfriend spill!" One of Nate's friends shouted above Nate. I sighed.
"One direction, fifth harmony- they were in the x-factor, Cher Loyd, Justin Bieber, Carly Rae Jepson, Katy Perry..."
"Whoa, you can't hate the Perry!" Nate said.
"She's a freaking poser."
"She's sexy."
"How would you know what sexy is?"
"I'm sexy, you said it yourself." Nate's mate paused the game for everyone to stare at me.
"Oh, I only did that to make you feel better about yourself. Don't worry; you'll be sexy one day."
"Deny, deny, deny. Do you ever say yes?"
"Yes."
"She's lying now, unbelievable." Nate threw his hands in the air. His mates laughed. We spent the rest of the time cheering on the car in the game to go faster. Afterwards we went on Omegal and watched videos that nearly scared the shit out of me. When we watched movies Nate got about five pizzas and I only got two pieces. Two movies were horror and four were action movies. At four in the morning we all chatted with just a lamp on.
"So, Amber, what do girls usually do at sleepovers?" Jack asked.
"Well, me and Annabelle do the same, but before we put on each other's makeup before we go out to get stuff." I said.
"You mean no pillow fights? No experimenting?" I glare at Jack.
"Why are you guys like us girls kissing each other? I just... it's creepy and weird just thinking about it."
"It's sexy though!" I roll my eyes.
"Hey, if we have a girl here why can't we see her boobs?"
"What? Nate!" Nate stayed silent. "I'm not showing you guys anything." I crossed my arms.
"But you're our mate! If I was a chick I'd show you guy's things. Why you so protective with ya body?"
"Why do boys protect their dicks?"
"That's it! Get her guys!" Nate's whole gang grabbed parts of my body as I screamed trying to get away.
"Nate!" I screamed over and over again. "Let me go you assholes!" I kicked then punched and got free. I ran to the door in tears, but Nate grabbed my wrist. "What do you want with me?"
"Please stay, look, they were just jerking around. They didn't mean to make you cry. Don't cry, it doesn't suit you." Nate gently brushed his hand against my cheek and wiped away my tears.
"Why did I even come here? None of your mates like me."
"I like you." I looked away. "Look, you can't leave now, its quarter to five. You need to sleep." I nodded. Nate picked me up in bridal style taking me to a room upstairs. Nate kissed my forehead before putting the covers over to let me sleep.
