Thanks for the review Darweiner7! I'm glad that you liked the last chapter, unfortunately, Nefera won't meet Holt before a few more chapters, sorry to disappoint you, I hope you'll like this chapter as well :)
The week had seemed to last for years for Jake. So, when Friday has finally arrived, he just couldn't help but think about what was awaiting him tonight. All-day long, he thought about Nefera, and their soon-to-be night together. He was in a different state of mind as he was the week before, there were no anxiousness, no stress in him, just expectation and eagerness. He usually kept track of most of his classes, even since he'd met his girl, but this week, he had barely taken any note, and he actually got reprimanded by his mother for that, but he couldn't care less about atoms, numbers, or geography. He was only interested in physics, or rather, in getting physical with a five-thousand-year-old woman, which was obviously impossible to explain to his mom.
On the last day of this long, ever-lasting week, he spent most of his time checking the clock ahead of the chalkboards. He did so until the last class when he received a paper ball that got him out of his daydream. Jackson turned around to see who was responsible and noticed Frankie making signs to him, mouthing to him 'open it'.
The word said 'Partner with me?' and he understood that while he was lost in his mind, the teacher had given the students some group work. He didn't know what the work was about, but they currently were in mathematics class and Jake knew that Deuce sucked at this subject so he turned around and gave Frankie a thumb up, meaning he would partner up with her.
He had barely turned around that she had thrown him another note, 'Ur place after class?' and he just didn't know what to answer. He should meet up at Neffie's place by eleven, that night, and he was more than certain that whatever group work they had to do, it wouldn't last this late. He had all the time to finish this work this afternoon, Frankie would leave around, let's say 8 PM, and he would have something-like two hours to prepare before the big night. He smirked when he thought again at what was expected for him tonight and turned towards Frankie to give her another thumb up, thinking that finishing it tonight meant having the rest of the weekend free of any charges, and would allow him to sneak around the desert area of Salem for as many times as he wishes.
It was rare that Jake let any of his friends come at his place since he lived in the human area, but he guessed that Holt being a monster, his neighbors wouldn't be that shocked if they surprised him with a green girl. When he arrived home, the Stein girl on his tracks, he introduced her to Anita, the maid that came each Friday to clean around the house. As a well-educated young boy, he gave Frankie a tour of his house, leading her to his bedroom when he was done.
He gave her time to analyze his bedroom as he checked in his backpack to find his mathematics' book, and he tried not to blush when he sensed the condoms he'd put in his bag a week before underneath his school stuff. He saw Frankie leaning over his desk to read some of the notes Jake and Holt wrote to each other on post-its.
"Shall we start?", he asked her when she finally took a seat on his desk chair and started to look for her notebook in her bag.
After an hour and a half of counting, theorizing upon the exercises given to them, they decided to take a break. Frankie had left her chair and had climbed Jake's bed to be lounging next to him when they were working, and she was now on her phone, lying on her stomach with her feet balancing up and down as she chatted with Jake. He was half-seated half-laying, holding his phone in one hand and smoking with the other.
"Ugh, I think I'm done with numbers for my entire life. That's it, I figured it out, I hate math.", spoke the girl as she stretched her arms.
"It took you nearly two years to understand?", he asked as he raised an eyebrow and smirked at her.
She smiled back at him and returned to her social networks. He took a drag on his cigarette and watched as Frankie's nose wrinkled and she started to send the smoke away from her with her arm. He opened the window just upon his bed while he laughed.
"Sorry", he said with a shit-eating grin.
"I don't get it, why would you punish yourself with those tobacco things?"
"It's not punishment, it's pleasure, and it's not even I who started."
She rolled her eyes to the sky and sighed. He could be such a child sometimes, always putting the fault on Holt's back.
"Jake, there's nothing pleasurable with this smell. It's only inconvenient, it stinks, and it makes you cough."
As if to prove her point, he started coughing.
"See?", she said before pinching his ribs. "You should quit."
"Tell that to Hyde. I'm not against quitting but it would be difficult if he keeps doing it when he's in charge."
Again, she raised her eyes to the sky, and he laughed at her before grabbing her and kissing the top of her head. She sighed internally, when things were like this it seemed like he was hers. But he wasn't, and she didn't know if he was playing with her feelings or not but he kept blowing hot and cold with her. He would act all sweet with her, raising her hopes to the fullest, and then he would seem astonished when she would try to flirt with him. She was friends with a few guys and he was the only one that she considered close to her.
She didn't know what love actually was, but she was pretty sure that what she felt for Jackson Jekyll was close to it. Clawdeen and Laura had said it was a crush, that it would pass, but it didn't. She had tried with everything she had within her to forget him, to stop feeling quirky when he was around, but after nearly two years of living and almost the same amount of time of knowing him, it hadn't changed, if ever, it had become stronger.
Tonight was the first time something could happen between them, they've already been alone together, but always at school or a party, now she was alone with him, at his place, in his bed, with no-one home. She had thought he would reject her like he always did when she asked to come to his place, but he hadn't. There had to be a reason why he accepted her in his most private place tonight.
She was happy to imagine what she could say to lead things on another level between them but some dark thoughts emerged in her brain. What if he had a girlfriend? What if the rumor wasn't one?
Cleo had told them he was seeing a human girl. She said she didn't believe Jake, that he was just jealous of Deuce. And Frankie wanted to believe Cleo so much. She couldn't find the guts to ask him if he was dating someone, but she founded the rumor ridiculous, and she told herself that she shouldn't lower herself to believing gossips spread by Cleo. The main reason why she didn't ask was that she was afraid of the answer. What if it was true! What if Jake was actually dating that human girl?
She let out an anxious sigh, raising her eyes to him. He was just so cute. His face was still scaring from Holt's fight with Operetta's new boyfriend, and it made him look like a badass. She assembled all the little confidence she had in herself and decided to make a move.
He crushed the end of his cigarette in the ashtray that was on his bedtable and returned to his previous position. She turned on her side and climbed her left leg on him, lifting her head to rest it on his chest.
Jake raised an eyebrow when he felt her leg up to his thigh. He didn't know what she was doing, but it made him smile of incomprehension. He realized she was cuddling him and laughed awkwardly when he felt the weight of her head on his torso. Jackson stared at her black and white hair and realized he could smell her shampoo, she smelled like apples.
"What are you doing?", he said with another uneasy laugh.
She raised her head so she could watch him and gave him a puppy eyes look.
"I am gathering my forces before I return to numbers."
This made him laugh frankly, an honest laugh that he didn't control and that wasn't nervous. He was still laughing when Anita knocked at his door, still laughing when he told her to come in, and still laughing when he raised his head to the person that opened the door.
Thanks for reading! Sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to make the wait last a little longer before next week's chapter. Which will be rated M, for the record, so you might know what will happen next week.
