A/N: Alright. It may seem short, but there is some good stuff, so enjoy. Sorry it took a little longer to post, I had a philosophy paper but it was due today and now it's done and over so I'll be updating as much as possible.
MONDAY
The weekend had gone by too quickly for my liking. On Monday, I was not looking forward to school at all. I had slept 20 minutes past my alarm and had had no time to do anything to get ready. All I have to say is yay for sweatpants and t-shirts.
My mind was not at all on my schoolwork. Instead, I was thinking about exactly how to tell Julie about what had happened to me and not see the look of pity I feared so much in her eyes. Jesse and I arrived at school on time despite my inability to get out of bed.
"You good, sis?" He asked me as we were walking towards the front doors. I nodded absently, which caused him to sigh and shake his head. He threw his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. "It'll be ok."
We separated to go to class and I started running on autopilot. Even in my few classes with Julie before lunch, I was kind of just out of it. We talked, but I'm sure she could tell that I wasn't really all there.
When we finally got to lunch, conversation with me was limited. For the first time, Tim and I didn't sit next to each other, but I could see him throwing glances my way. He and Julie had seemed to make it their mission to get me involved in the conversation, but it didn't really work out.
On the way out of the lunchroom, Tim decided he was through and pulled me away from Julie and out the side door of the school, towards the football field.
"Tim, what are you doing?" I questioned, pulling my arm from his grasp. He stopped suddenly in front of me, making me almost run into him. I stood there for a second as he said nothing and just fidgeted, looking upset." Tim." He looked down at me and my brow furrowed at what I saw in his eyes.
Suddenly, I was against Tim and his mouth was on mine. All thoughts of telling Julie about my past, my worries about Tyra, everything was gone out of my head as we stood there kissing.
About 20 seconds later, I realized what I was doing and pulled away harshly from him. My lips were swollen and I could feel my cheeks reddening. Tim and I stared at each other and then I was gone.
"Belle!" I could hear Tim, but I couldn't bring myself to turn around and face him. I just kept running and finally found a safe haven in the girls' bathroom. For a few minutes I just sat there and breathed, thinking about what had happened. When I had finally calmed myself down, I was startled by a knock on the door.
"Um," I heard a somewhat familiar voice. "B-b-Belle?" Matt Saracen was standing outside the girl's bathroom, looking for me? "Um, Riggins is out here and he's kind of scaring me, so…so, um, could you come out now? Please?" I smiled slightly and looked at myself in the mirror. My face was flushed and red and I knew I didn't want to face Tim, but I also knew I had to.
I opened the door and was presented with the sight of Matt and Tim standing feet apart, Matt looking kind of scared, and Tim just looking like his broody self. "What are you doing here Matt?"
He looked away and at Tim before answering. "I, uh…I was going to the bathroom and then, R-riggins grabbed me and told me to get you out of the bathroom," I glared at Tim and then smiled at Matt. "I am just going to, uh, go back to class."
With that, Matt was gone, leaving Tim and me alone, something I wasn't looking forward to. We stood in silence for a moment before Tim finally spoke.
"I'm sorry," I continued to glare at the floor. "Look, I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did." Now my glare moved up to his face. "It's the truth. I was going to just talk to you but then you were standing there and…I just had to." He sounded almost pained. "You don't get it, do you?" Now, Tim Riggins was angry. "You come here and you…" He trailed off. I waited as patiently as I could. "You just drive me insane and I have to have you."
My brow furrowed and looked at him. "You have to have me? I'm not some prize to be won or something, Tim. If you want me, all you have to do is ask." My eyes went wide in shock as I realized what I had just said. Tim obviously realized it too, as he smirked and stepped closer to me.
"All I have to do is ask?" I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I was trapped between Tim Riggins at the wall with absolutely no way out. "Well, Miss Belle. This is me asking." I rolled my eyes and glared up at him.
"This is not asking, Tim. This," I gestured to the lack of space between us. "Is most definitely not asking. And until you do it right, I'm going to have to keep saying no." With that, I made my way out from between him and the wall. Without looking back, I knew that Tim was leaning against that wall, smiling at his ability to make me nervous.
I wasn't in any way looking forward to cheerleading practice. I knew Tim was going to be out there and I knew that he would enjoy annoying the hell out of me.
I grabbed my bag out of my locker and headed towards the girl's locker room, dreading the afternoon.
"Hey! Jackson!" I turned around and stared at Tyra. She glared at me. "What do you think you're doing?"
Looking down at the bag by my side, I shrugged. "Going to cheer practice." I said plainly, knowing good and well that that was not what she was talking about.
"Don't mess with me, Jackson. I mean with Tim." By now, she was very much up in my face. She was just a few inches taller than me, so I stared up at her.
Clearing my throat, I looked around the almost empty hallway. "I don't really think that is any of your business." We continued to stare each other down. I was probably going to be late, but I didn't really care at the moment. "Listen, Tyra, if I want to date Tim Riggins, I will. He's obviously not interested in you anymore and I think it would be best if you'd leave it alone."
With that, I left her standing in the middle of the hallway. Head held high, I marched into the locker room to change.
Coach Taylor and Daddy were drilling the guys hard today. Despite the fact that we had won on Friday, the next game was more important than the others. We didn't have a game this coming Friday, but the next week (hopefully) was our qualifying game for the play-offs. If Winsor didn't win this Friday, we were on our way to State.
It struck me as odd as to why we would be having practice this week if we didn't have a game, but I'm assuming that Miss Durr wanted us to be ready for next week.
Throughout the practice, I could feel Tim's eyes on me, but I refused to be moved by the fact. Avoiding Tim was going to be a lot harder than I thought.
"Riggins!" I heard Daddy yell. I looked over for the first time that afternoon and noticed that Tim had been standing looking at me and obviously ignoring practice. "Get back out there."
Tim nodded and sent me a smirk before throwing his helmet on and heading back onto the field. Daddy pointed at me and motioned me over. Raising my eyebrows, I told Miss Durr I'd be right back and headed over.
"I want to know exactly why Tim Riggins is staring at you Belle and I want to know now." His sunglasses hid his eyes, but I knew that he was practically seeing through me with his Daddy-vision or something like that.
I shrugged and looked at the guys practicing on the field. "I honestly have no idea." I'm sure that Daddy knew different, but he wasn't saying anything. I kissed him on the cheek and made my way back to cheerleading, hoping Tim wouldn't do anything to make my brother notice anything.
The worst part about sitting outside the locker room waiting for Jesse was the fact that I knew Tim could be coming out any second. Speak of the devil.
"Belle," He sauntered over and in all truth it was very hard for me to not jump him right then and there. He kneeled in front of me and smirked that undeniably sexy smirk of his. "Little Jackson."
I narrowed my eyes and smirked back at him. "What do you want Tim?" I regretted my question the moment I saw his face.
"I think we both know what I want," He leaned in close and whispered in my ear. Our faces were inches apart and if I moved forward, I would get to taste his lips again.
"Belle?" Jesse's confused voice dragged me out of my fantasy. Tim stood back up and nodded at my brother before going over to his truck. Jesse nodded back, but stared at him as he left. Once Tim was gone, he raised an eyebrow at me. Standing up, I rolled my eyes and glared at him.
"Shut up." Jesse laughed loud at that.
At dinner that night, Daddy just had to mention Tim's staring to my mother.
"So, Riggins was staring at you honey?" She asked. I glared at Daddy over the table, but he just went on eating his chicken and smiling, being the cocky man that he was. "Don't give your father that look. You should be telling me these things."
Jesse and I shared a look. "Mom, it's nothing. Tim and I just have this little inside joke." I could tell she wasn't buying it, but she let the subject drop and asked my brother about practice.
"An inside joke?" Jesse asked quietly as we were going to our rooms. I shushed him and pulled him into my room.
"Seriously. You guys are so annoying." I sat down on my bed and looked up at him. He just shrugged, smiling goofily. "Can you guys please just leave it alone? Nothing is going to happen between Tim and me."
He nodded and said nothing. After kissing my forehead, he left the room, leaving me to my thoughts.
I picked up my phone and checked my text messages.
One from Julie:
'We definitely need to go out and do something that doesn't involve football. Girls' night. SOON.'
I laughed and sent my response.
'Tomorrow. Need to tell you something.'
With that, I got ready for bed, lying down. My mind was whirling with thoughts of Tim and it took me forever to finally fall asleep. When I did, I dreamed of a sexy cowboy fullback with long hair and dreamy eyes.
A/N: Alright. I hope you guys enjoyed that. Reviews are welcome and even encouraged. I hope you guys checked out the pictures on my profile.
