Disclaimer: I don't own anything... Although I wouldn't mind owning the Son's of Ipswich...
It's been a few weeks since the demon attack, and nothing out of the ordinary has happened. Although, everyone who knew what was going on, could feel the uneasy heaviness in the air. So it was safe to say that Chase was biding his time, letting his powers gain strength again before trying another attack. Right now, I was focusing on something much more deadly than some psycho witch, hell bent on stealing my magic. Physics. I was in study hall, and I had to get this done. I groaned, smacking my head on the table, repeatedly. Why did I have to take this class again?
"Baby girl, stop it, your going to bruise your pretty little head." Reid said next to me. Amusement was evident in his voice. Bastard.
"I have come to a conclusion." I said, ignoring his previous statement, "I am never going to use this shit in real life, so why not give up. Do something productive... Like, I don't know, go out with a chainsaw and scare little children." Reid just continued laughing. Did somebody give him laughing gas before class started? Because seriously, this is getting creepy.
In the last few weeks, Reid and I had become really good friends, I'm his best friend actually, not counting Tyler. Of course, It has become hazardous to be with him so much. The sluts that he fucks, usually think that I was the reason why they didn't get anything more than one night in his dorm room.
"So, Red, you will never guess who I fucked last night." This is part of our friendship, he tells me who he fucks, because apparently Tyler doesn't want to hear it. I on the other couldn't care less. If he wants to develop an STD, that's his problem, not mine. Okay, so maybe I care a little.
"Rachel Conrad." I grumbled, trying to make out the foreign language in my text book.
"How did you know?" He asked, nearly falling out of his chair. I smirked. This is going to be good.
"Because she came up to me this morning and threatened me that if I got in between her and 'Reidy-poo' that she would trash my social reputation. She also called me a bitch, a whore, and a home-wrecker." I said grimacing, It was so nice to get the praise I deserved these days. Sarcasm, can you sense it?
"She thinks we're going out?" He asked, horror etched upon his face.
"Yes, you might want to end it before anything too horrible happens."
"Well, I was going to end it, she can't say those things about you, and besides, I've had my eye one Chelsea Garne."
"Damn boy, you move on fast!" I said, although it was nothing new to me.
"So, are you going to Nicky's tonight?" He asked, I noticed his note book wasn't even open.
"Yes, Johnathan Richards asked me to meet him there." I said casually.
"What?" He exclaimed rather loudly, causing some heads to turn in our direction.
"What so wrong about that?" I asked. Really, Johnathan seemed like a nice guy, he was cute, and funny, seemed alright in my books.
"I don't want you going near him, Baby Girl." He said narrowing his eyes.
"Why not! You can't boss me around, Garwin. I can make my own decisions." I said angrily. He stood up, knocking the chair over. He was towering over me, his blue eyes clouded over with anger. I held my ground, this was one fight he wasn't going to win.
"He's not a good guy, Peyton. He only sees you as a fuck. Then he'll throw you out like last week's newspaper." He said quietly, but his voice was shaking with anger.
"How can you fucking know that, Garwin?" I asked, I was getting pissed now.
"Unless that's what you want. Do you want to fuck, Princess? Because I can help you with that." He said, still obviously pissed off.
"Fuck off, Garwin. And don't fucking call me Princess." I whispered, and with that I stormed out of the library. There was only five minutes left anyways, until the end of the day. I'll just get an early start on getting ready for my date.
I was in my dorm room, I had just gotten out of the shower, and was pulling on some jeans. Just then, the door opened.
"Holy shit, Garwin. Get the hell out of here!" I screamed, while at the same time trying to cover myself up. Thankfully, he turned away so I could put on a shirt, but not before smirking at me.
I hurriedly threw on a giant t-shirt that was lying on my bed.
"You can look now." I said, annoyed, "What the hell do you want?"
He took a deep breath, and dragged a hand through his hair. "I just wanted to apologize, and I know that I can't dictate who you date." He sighed, the an angry look passed across his face, "But if Richards so much as look at you weird, I reserve all rights to kick his ass."
I grinned, "Okay, but don't worry, I can take care of myself!"
"I know, and if you mention this to anyone, I will kill you."
"Psh, like you could even catch me!" I scoffed. "I've got mad kung-fu ninja skills!"
He chuckled, "Oh yeah, how could I forget? So, we're cool?"
"Yeah, we're cool. Now get out so I can get ready!"
I walked into Nicky's and I had to admit, I felt hot. I was wearing, dark skinny jeans tucked into knee high black boots, and a dark green satin halter top. I walked over to the bar and sat on a stool. A few yards away, I saw Reid and Tyler playing pool. I caught Reid's eye, and smiled, he nodded back. I had a feeling he still wasn't completely over our argument, but I wasn't going to worry about that now. I decided to order myself a drink while waiting for Johnathan.
"Hey Nicky, can I get a Shirley Temple with extra cherries?" I asked, catching the attention of the portly bartender. He was wiping a glass clean, and nodded, putting it aside and started making my drink. Nicky presented a drink in front of me, and I thanked him, while paying. I started sipping, and I heard someone sit down next to me.
"Hey Johnathan!" I said.
"Hey, you ordered with out me?" He asked, he sounded a bit angry, and I wondered if anything Reid said earlier really was valid.
"Well, yeah, it was just something to do before you showed up." I said, not sure why I had to explain myself.
"Okay, let's dance." He demanded, and I was about to protest, saying that I didn't like to dance, but he grabbed my wrist and dragged me out onto the dance floor. He grabbed my hips, and pulled me against him, it was really uncomfortable, his chest was practically squishing mine. Johnathan leaned down, and pressed his lips against mine. Okay, that was totally unwanted. I tried to push him off.
"Stop it, Johnathan!" I said, but his lips just came crashing down on mine again.
I could see that prick and Peyton, and I tried not to get angry. She hadn't listened to me, and I knew that this was going to happen. Then I saw him drag her onto the dance floor. Obviously, he doesn't know her very well, she doesn't even like to dance. Then, I saw the one thing that made my blood boil. He was trying to kiss her, and she was fighting against it. Leaving my pool stick on the table, I got up to set him straight.
I was still fighting against Johnathan, telling him to stop. I desperately wished at the moment that I had listened to Reid. I suddenly felt like such a bitch, he was just trying to protect me. All of a sudden, I felt something come between me and Johnathan. I looked up and I was never so happy to see Reid in my life.
"I do believe the lady said to leave her alone." His expression scared me so much, his face was contorted into a vision of furry, and his knuckles were turning white from the tightness of his fist.
"Back off, man, I'm just having some fun." That bastard. Of course, I'm not the only one who thinks that. I saw what happened before I heard it, Reid's fist snapped back and flew towards Johnathan's face, and then I heard a sickening crunch. Johnathan's head flew back, and he ended up on the floor, where the crowd had somehow cleared, all were watching in amazement. Reid leaned over, and picked him up by the collar, and held him about two inches away from his face. I put a hand on Reid's arm, and he snapped his head in my direction.
I tried to find my voice, as I seemed to have lost it from being so scared. "Leave him," I said quietly, "He's not worth it." He nodded at me and I sighed in relief, then he turned back to Johnathan.
"If you even so much as think of her, I will do far worse than what you got now. Understand, Asshole?" He said, and threw him back on the ground. Without a glance backwards, Reid followed me out the door and into my car.
I sat in the driver's seat while he was in the passenger's seat. I was looking at my hands, too ashamed to even look at him.
"Fuck, Baby Girl, why can't you ever just once listen to me? This wouldn't have happened if you did!"
I flinched at the sound of him yelling, I looked into his piercing blue eyes, and I could feel tears pooling into the front of my eyes, and quietly murmured, "I know, I feel like a real bitch for not listening. Thanks though, for helping me out, I don't deserve it after I've been so mean." A few tears slipped down my face, I tried to hide them, but I knew he already saw.
He reached a rough hand out to me, and brushed the tears away with his thumb, "Of course you deserve it, no one deserves to be forced on like that, come on, babe don't cry, I'm no good with tears." I smiled a little at the pet name, and looked up at him, feeling my eyes dry. "There we go, there's the strong girl I know." He looked at me, and at that moment, I swear I could feel him see right through me. His intense stare continued, and I had to look away, I wasn't sure what I was feeling at the moment, but it sure as hell wasn't something I ever felt before.
"Do you want to go back to the dorms?" I asked, figuring the night was already ruined, so we might as well leave.
"Sure." He said in a tone I don't think I've ever heard him use before. The conversation in the car went like this.
"Okay, Baby Girl, let's play a game."
"A game?"
"Yes I'm bored. Here's the deal, I ask you a question, any question in the world, as long as I would answer in truthfully as well. You have to tell the truth, and then you do the same thing to me. Got it?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, what's the one thing you want to do before you die?"
"It's a tie between seeing the Red Socks play in the world series, and recording a full CD of my music. What about you?"
"I want to go base jumping."
"Ooh! That sounds like fun! If you go, you have to take me with you. What band would you see in concert over and over again?
"The Kinks. You?"
"The Who. Although the Kinks came in close second."
"When did you lose your virginity?"
I blushed when he asked me this. "I haven't." I mumbled softly.
"What?"
"I haven't lost my virginity yet. I almost did, once, when I was a sophomore. My boyfriend was pressuring me into it, but thankfully, his parents walked in on us making it out, it ended that night. What about you?"
"I was a sophomore too, my first girlfriend, who happened to cheat on me."
"Sorry."
"It's okay, I just haven't had a girlfriend since, you know, one night stands. I kind of miss having one though." He seemed a bit distant with this conversation, so I decided to tell him about my love life.
"I haven't had a boyfriend since, that one asshole in sophomore year. I was actually kind of girly then, but I stopped after him, decided to kick boy's asses instead of kiss them." I snorted. "God, we're a messed up pair, huh, you can't stop dating, and I purposely try to scare boys off." We were at the school now, parked, still in the car. I had a feeling this conversation was far from over.
"Why didn't you try to scare of Richards?"
"Because, I decided maybe things would be different here, you know? It was worse."
"You never know, this school isn't totally filled with jerks." I smiled, at this. Nobody knows this, but Reid really can be sweet when he wants to. "I mean, I know I shouldn't be talking, because of how I act, but still..."
"You're not a jerk Reid, I wouldn't like you if you were." Oh god, did I just say that? Oh. Shit. He's never going to speak to me again, and I'll be all alone! Oh wait, what was that? Something is touching my lips! Oh wait, it's his lips... He's kissing me? I opened my eyes to confirm this thought. Yup, it's true, and then I let myself give into him. I started kissing him back, and I could feel his passion hitting me in waves, his tongue brushed up against my lips, and I quickly opened them to give him entrance. I felt that electricity shoot through me again, and let my hand wander to his hair. His hand grasped my shoulder firmly, and I could never remember feeling so amazing, like I was on a high that was going to last me all night. He finally pulled away, and I whimpered as he did. He directed his piercing gaze towards me again, and I suddenly realized the situation.
"I have to go." I whispered. I grabbed my keys, and my bag, and bolted from my car, leaving Reid looking dumbfounded. I continued running, ignoring the complaints my legs were screaming at me. My hair was whipping around my face, which was probably flushed right now, from the frosty wind flicking my cheeks. I finally reached my dorm room, closed the door, locked it, and slid down to the ground, my legs stretched out in front of me. I took a deep breath, and finally let the tears fall. I was banging my head against the door, muttering different self-depreciating words. It was for the best, I reasoned with myself. Our wants were too different, and I would have gotten hurt.
A/N: How about them apples?