A week passed and it's the thursday of my second week. I'm wearing a white tank-top with a pair of blue short shorts. In my bag is a black skirt that reached my lower thigh and a blue tube top to change into after gym. As I walk down the street, maybe ten blocks from school and five from my house, a car pulls up next to me.
"Hey," a voice called to me. I look to my right to see Chris and his friends in the car.
"Hey," I say casually. It was ridiculously hot outside, I was glad I wore the shorts until Chris started staring at my legs.
"Nice legs," Forest comments before Chris got a chance to. I stick my tongue out at him, making the most unattractive face and keep walking.
"Get in Valentine," Chris smiles.
"I'm fine," I smile back.
"Have it your way then," Chris speeds off towards school.
"Jill," I turn around to see Piers running to catch up to me.
"Hey Piers," I smile.
"What's up with the clothes," he asked.
"We have gym first... Didn't you look at the schedule," I asked. He opens his eyes wide.
"Guess not."
We continued walking, talking about normal things. Music and random shit we saw on the internet.
"I have to ask Piers. What's up with the scarf? Its super hot out."
"Oh uh..." he seemed very uncomfortable, "My mom gave it to me... Before she was diagnosed with Leukemia." My mood suddenly shifts, feeling bad for my newest friend.
"Is she," I don't want to ask so bluntly.
"No, she's still alive, just has to go through chemo so she's in the hospital a lot," he says sadly.
"I'm sorry," I pull him closer into a hug.
"It's okay Jill," we're still walking in this side hug. I let go of him and the two of us continue until reaching school.
We make our way to our locker, where Chris is again resting against mine.
"Chris," I push him off.
"Hey Valentine," he says excitedly. I unlock my locker, putting my stuff inside and then let Piers get into his.
"So gym," Chris asked looking at my shorts.
"Yeah," I smiled and walked towards the gym, Chris followed close behind. I looked back quickly to see him staring at my ass.
"Um, Earth to Chris," I call to snap him out of it.
He looks up at me and smiles, "Sorry."
I shake my head and continue walking. Piers runs to catch up. Chris smiles at him.
"You like her puppy," Chris asked him.
"You like her stalker," he asked Chris in return. Both stare at eachother before laughing. I just shake my head and walk into the gym. Piers taking a seat next to me on the bleachers while Chris went to change in the locker room.
"So, you and Chris... Anything going on," Piers asked.
"No. You ask this almost every day," I say. He'd been trying to influence me to make a move the whole week I'd know him and i refused each time.
"Someone else is going to take him," Piers closed his eyes and shrugged.
"Whatever," I brushed him away. Chris entered the room wearing a pair of green shorts that reached just above his knee, and a white tank-top, both revealing the hair that covered his body. I looked him over quickly.
"I never noticed how hairy you were," I look again at his legs.
He laughs, "I find it sexy." I laugh and look down at my feet, I blush a little. Piers looks over to me with a shit eating grin.
"Shut up," I elbowed him.
"I'll talk to you later Jill," Chris goes over to the gym teacher who is also the football coach.
"He totally likes you," Piers states as if everyone knew except me, "And you like him too."
I'm too distracted with Chris' body to respond. Maybe Piers was right, but I wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of knowing so.
"So, who do you like," I asked.
"No one," he says awkwardly.
"Is it me," I smile my best model smile and flip my hair that was actually not in a ponytail for once.
"Haha, you're funny," he smiles at me.
"No seriously," I demand an answer.
"No one, leave it at that," he request.
"Fine," I'll accept his answer for now but I still want to know who he has a crush on. He's a teenage boy, he has to have a crush on someone. So the gym teacher eventually calls the room together and we're given partners. Chris was mine, I knew he had something to do with it. We were first doing the balance beam, which I enjoyed but Chris didn't.
I got up first and Chris was spotting me.
"I don't need you watching over me," I say as I walk from one end to another.
"Really? But you're so petite," he mocks, doubting my talent. I take a few steps forward and do a backflip landing on the bar.
"Really! And I'm not petite"
He's amazed so I keep going, doing a few more tricks. The teacher took notice and stands next to Chris. I step down.
"WOW," was all the teacher says. I smiled and then look behind me.
"You were amazing," he boasts.
I laugh, "It was nothing."
"That wasn't nothing. You should join the cheer squad," he says.
"Not really my thing," I shrug and grabbed the water from my bag.
"Not your thing? You were amazing," Chris stares wide eyed.
"But I'm not cheerleading material," I say back.
"Think about it," the coach says before returning to the other students.
"You really should think about it," Chris smiles. I shrug and took another sip of water.
Didn't take long for lunch to come and I was at the table with Chris, Forest and Richard. I watch as Piers slowly walks up to us.
"Hey puppy," Chris ruffles Piers' hair slightly messing up his little flip thing in the front.
Piers flares his nostrils before asking, "Mind if I join you guys?"
Forest smiles, "I don't know... You think you're cool enough?"
"Forest stop with that! We don't want him beating up some senior to prove it," Richard laughs looking over to me. I laugh and pat the section of the table next to me and he sits down.
"So, what's up Piers," I smile.
"Nothing, just had nowhere to sit," Piers replies.
"Where's Rebecca," I ask him.
"I don't know, she's with some of her other friends."
I shrug, "Well you're welcome here!"
"Yeah, okay Jill. Just inviting people to join our sacred club," Richard says with a fake annoyed tone to his voice.
"You must first pass the test," Forest says.
"What test," I ask.
"Shhhh, I'm the master here," Forest puts his finger to my lips. I look down at it and stop talking.
"You Mr. Nivans must push over that trash can," Forest says with more acting skills than half of the drama club.
"Forest," I shove him.
"Well, you were supposed to do it, but then you went ape shit on a senior," he laughs, "Unless Piers wants to do that?"
"I'll push over the garbage," Piers stands up and simply pushes the garbage on it's side.
The men cheered, I just put my face in my hand in response to the stupidity of my new friends.
"You are now one of us," Forest bows to Piers. I shook my head and Chris laughs.
"Did you all have to do that," Piers asks.
"No, you were the only sucker to fall for it," Richard laughs. Piers flared his nostrils with an angry smile.
"Come on Piers, you had fun right," I ask.
"Are you his mom," Forest asks.
"Shut up! He's my friend," I defend myself.
"He's right Jill, what kind of question was that," Piers suddenly turns on me.
"Fine, last time I care about anyone," I throw my hands in the air. All four men laughed.
"So what are we doing after school," I ask.
"We," Forest asks.
"I have football," Chris says ignoring him.
"We're going to the club," Richard points to Forest, "Maybe find Forest here a girlfriend!"
"You two aren't dating," I ask.
"Haha," Forest says sarcastically.
"Oh come on. I smell repressed homosexuality."
Piers and Chris laugh. The other two aren't as amused. I sigh, I have nothing to do today.
"What about you Piers," I ask.
"Nothing," he sighs too.
"Well then I'm coming over and going in that pool of yours it's fucking hot today," I demanded. The other men all make 'Oooo' noises as if they were five years old.
"Shut up," I punch Chris in the shoulder. He rubs the area I hit and the other two laugh.
"I'll wear my two piece, and none of you will see it," I try my luck at making them jealous. It actually seems to work, on Chris at least since his face starts turning red. I smile and then the group goes back to actually eating. Chris went to the bathroom just as the bell rang, Piers and I being heading to class leaving the other two to do their own thing since they're juniors. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I quickly pull it out. I got a text, I open it to see the message is from Chris, a picture loads.
When it finishes the image turns out to be Chris with his shirt lifted up revealing his muscled abs and part of his chest. All of which had a light layer of hair on it. The caption reads, 'You know you want this'.
I sigh and reply, 'In your dreams Redfield.'
He texts back almost immediately with a sad face and I let out a small laugh.
"What's so funny," Piers rushes over over to peak at the phone.
"You would'a thought," I lock the phone and put it in my pocket.
"It was Chris wasn't it," he teased me. I rolled my eyes and then it hits me: our next class is Trig. I take my usual seat next to Rebecca. Chris comes in a few minutes late, and I immediately stop my conversation with Rebecca. Not because I didn't want him to see me talk to her, but because I want to see how this would play out.
"Mr. Redfield! Why are you so late," Ms. Chang asks.
"I... Uh... Was in the bathroom," Chris says in front of the class, "Kinda... blocked up."
"Sit down," the teacher sighs as a hushed laughter makes its way across the class. He took his seat behind me and not even a minute later I felt him playing with the zipper to my tube top.
"Personal space," I turn around.
"I like this outfit on you," he smiles at me.
"Don't touch me," I tell him putting my hair over the zipper to make it harder for him to reach. My hair's grown a lot, actually reaching my mid-back now, I'm proud of it. I then felt him twirling my hair.
"Why do you constantly need to annoy me," I ask.
"It's just too easy and too much fun," he smiles at me. I turn back around, thinking he was done when he does it again.
I turn around again, throwing my pen at his face. He is hit right in the cheek with the side of it. I hear him make an 'ow' sound as it hits the floor. I'm pretty proud of myself and he laughs as he rubs where it hit. Soon enough the day was done, Piers and I walk home together since we live next door to each other.
"Let me get my bathing suit," I tell him as I walk to my house and him into his. I run up to my room, my mom is home. I change into the light blue bikini top and bottom and run back downstairs.
"Mom! I'm going next door to Piers' house to go in his pool," I call from the bathroom.
"Okay," she replies cheerfully, "Don't get pregnant!"
"Ew! What," I ask. She laughs and waves that I could leave. She'd met Piers and his family and thought he was a good influence. She had no idea of who else I was hanging out with, except for Rebecca, who I rarely saw anymore. I looked at myself in the mirror, pushing up my boobs before grabbing a towel and heading next door. I knocked on the door. The door opened, Tom Nivans, Piers' older brother a senior in our school opened the door.
"Well hello there," he says a bit too seductive for my liking.
"Piers," I call past him.
"Move," I see a hand grab and push Tommy out of the way.
"Hey Jill, I see you're ready," he moves out of the way, letting me into the house.
We walk to the backyard, Tom following and checking out my ass. I turn around and caught him, covering it with my towel. As we went outside to the pool, Mr. Nivans called Tom, telling him to stay away from me and I'm grateful. I'm not creeped out by Tommy, I know he's just playing around but still.
"Does your brother know I was the sophomore that beat up that senior," I ask Piers.
"I don't think so," Piers says before pulling off his shirt. Piers was skinny, thin but muscular at the same time. Definitely not muscled like Chris.
"Hey Jill," he says before I was going to jump in. I turn around to see his hands push against my back and I fall in.
I swim to the surface, "Fuck you."
He smiles and jumps in next to me, sending a splash over my head. The pool wasn't that deep where we stood, both of us able to stand, Piers a little taller than me. As you moved more to the right the pool got deeper. We just swam for a while, floating around. I go under one last time, rising up and running my hands through my hair like a stereotypical advertisement. Always wanted to do that.
"Is that Tom," I ask looking through the window. It was flattering that a senior found me attractive but creepy at the same time. Tom looks almost identical to Piers, but Tom is slightly taller and his hair is longer in a weird wavy style I don't really like. Piers shoos him away and so I can get out of the pool. I took a seat on the chair I left my towel on. Piers sat down in the chair next to me.
"Can't believe how hot it is," I look up at the sky.
"Yeah, thought it was suppose to get colder by September," Piers smiled at me.
"Piers has a girlfriend," a little girl screams as she runs by.
"Maddie! Go inside," Piers scolds her.
"How many siblings do you have again," I ask.
"There's five of us if you can believe it," he sighs.
After we dried off Piers suggested we go up to his room. I knew he meant nothing sexual, we were friends and we both felt that way, we were friendzoned already.
"Dad, we're heading upstairs," Piers yells to his dad, Nathan.
"Okay," Nathan replies and we went up the staircase to his bedroom. I looked around, I'd only been in his house once and only the kitchen, with my parents. Piers sits down on his bed, I take the spot between him and the wall.
"So Piers, you still didn't tell me who you think's cute at school," I smile. He looked awkward again.
"What it can't be that bad... Unless it's me!"
"No Jill, stop being so conceded. It's just that..."
"What," the pause is killing me.
"Nothing, wanna' play some Call Of Duty," he asks instead of answering.
"Sure," I pretend to forget about the question, but I didn't. I wanted to strangle the answers out of him but we've only known each other about a week. Can't strangle him yet, wouldn't want to scare him away. After a good hour of whooping Piers' butt in a free for all match I decide to head home.
"I'll see you around Piers," I says as I leave trying to be mysterious.
"I'll see you tomorrow. We're walking to school together," he says ruining the mood. I walk back to my own house, still only in my blue bikini. I rush upstairs and into bed, so my parents wouldn't realize I was out until 11. I slip into my sleeping t-shirt and quickly jump into bed and under the covers. Can't believe I made it into be without anyone noticing.