Kay, so I've gotten over 30 reviews for the past THREE chapters. I wanted to thank you all SO much. This chapter and my next one for SOMSTL may be quite quick because I have to actually write a large paper for one of my classes. SO! Here it goes!

Kendall's POV

"Why the long face, cupcake?" Luke whispered as I sat down next to him in our sixth period Geometry class.

I rolled my eyes, "Did you miss the memo? Brady James is out to RUIN my life."

I had spent all of our fifty minute lunch period telling the four-minute story. I might have finished it quicker had Cass and Ronnie decided to not interject every twenty seconds nor Luke and Josh spend two minutes mocking them.

"Oh yeah. I remember that," he smirked. I was gonna slap his smirk right off his face. It was hot, no doubt. But annoying on a whole new level.

"Kendall Conner?" The teacher drawled.

"Here," I grunted, leaning my head on my hand.

"Luke Coy?"

"Present," he confirmed.

I continued to glare at the desk in front of me, waiting for the next forty-five minutes to be over. Suddenly there's an arm around my shoulders and I look over to see Luke's face way too close to mine.

"You okay?" He asks, he actually looks sort of concerned.

I open my mouth to respond, but... of course... as my life goes... Who walks in? Mhmm, you've guessed it. Yup. Life is just so... no adjectives have been created yet.

Brady James has just entered the room, and for whatever reason he looks like he is ready to rip Luke's throat out. The teacher directs him to his seat.

As he walks past me to his seat I catch his eye and the glare has disappeared, it's now been replaced with a look of something like regret.

I look away, done with this charade I've been playing with him.

"I'm fine, Luke," I sigh. "Just sorta tired is all. But I'll be okay. Thanks for looking out for me." I kiss his cheek and smile.

He turns to me, grinning, "Damn, I knew I was good. But I didn't know that I was that good. A kiss from the freshman hottie on the first day. That's what I'd call skill."

I laugh loudly at his joke, cuz everybody knows. Luke has no game.

"Definitely, Luke. This means we're going steady," I roll my eyes.

"Have my children?" He grins crookedly.

"All twelve," I whisper, smirking.

Brady's POV

After my little... mental breakdown, Sam went all Alpha on my ass and ordered me back to my classes .

Screw my life.

"You gonna be okay, dude?"

I grunt, "Yeah, I'll be fine, Col. I'll meet you outside in front of Quil's car."

"Sounds good. Good luck, bro." He smacks me on the back and I nod at him as he walks away.

This is the second time I've walked in late to a class, and I'm really sick of all these fucking eyes on me.

There's suddenly this amazing smell, being shoved up my nose and I almost sigh in contentment and start to look around for Kendall.

I pass a couple, hunched over, and for a second I almost think that the girl is Kendall. But that's impossible. That can't be possible. Because ... because Kendall belongs to me, but as I look at her. I realize that I'm right, and this is the worst feeling I think I've ever experienced.

"You okay?" Her... boyfriend asks her, looking concerned. Not as concerned as he should be, if Kendall is sick (which makes my whole body flood with worry) he should be carrying her to the nurse; not asking unnecessary questions.

"Mr. James, to your seat?" The teacher asks me. I nod numbly, not taking my eyes off of Kendall and her ... boyfriend.

I walk slowly past Kendall's seat. I'm sorry, I shout in my head, but she looks away and turns back to her...boyfriend.

"I'm fine, Luke. Just sorta tired is all. But I'll be okay. Thanks for looking out for me," she sounds so sad and all I wanna do is do something, anything, to make her feel better. But before I can think of anything, she's already leaning over and my head is screaming at me to close my eyes, to turn away, to do something but I can't.

She's kissing him, and everything is screaming at me to rip him apart, feed him to a vampire, and pretend like it never happened. But I can't, because... I rack my brains, thinking of a reason why I shouldn't, but I can't think of any.

"Damn, I knew I was good. But I didn't know that I was that good. A kiss from the freshman hottie on the first day. That's what I'd call skill." I snarl lowly to myself and grip my pencil tightly.

She laughs, it's the most amazing sound in the world. But it should be me making her laugh, not her... boyfriend. Her BOYFRIEND should be me.

"Definitely, Luke," she smirks. "This means we're going steady."

He grins like the idiot that he is. "Have my children?" He asks, and I growl lowly at the thought of the two of them together. Because its supposed to be me and Kendall. No one else. Just us.

"All twelve," she croons.

This isn't fair. It's not fair. Kendall belongs to me. She's mine. Not Josh's. Mine. And I'm going to make sure he learns that.

Okay, guys! Hit me with it! Its sorta short, I know! But I like fillers, especially when guys get jealous, not sure why. Just do, plus I think dark, tall, handsome men with incredible six packs getting insanely jealous over their women is a total turn on, guess I watch too many movies!

Anyways! I'm SO grateful that I've gotten so many reviews! I know I've already said that, but I REALLY am. So

PLEASE keep reviewing and I will DEFINITELY keep writing.

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