by Kitty Parker
"When exactly?"
"Uh..." I thought for a while before looking back at her. "Last week?"
"WHAT? And you didn't even plan to tell me? What the hell is going on between you two?"
I sighed as I saw the look of hurt in her eyes. "Look, I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you sooner. It's just that...well, I wasn't very sure of myself if it really did happen."
"And now you're just making me curious."
I gave her a wry small smile. "You're not mad at me right?"
"I will if you don't tell me what's going on by now!"
I felt really guilty by not telling her my thing with Carson...and the fight that Carson and I had been into. God, it was only a week since all this thing happened and it felt like ages! Lisa was staring at me with wide eyes, waiting for me to start by any second now. I took a deep breath and slowly opened my mouth...and found that telling her this was much, much of a relief. Telling my mother a little part of this was a also relief, but telling my best friend every thing, from the friend's for benefits thing to the incident at the pool to the talk with my brother and to the talk with my mother and many other things, it was such a very huge relief. I made sure that I still kept my voice down the whole time; that was why we were kind of whispering by now.
"So...that's pretty much what happened." I finished telling her everything that had happened these past couple of days.
Lisa nodded her head slowly as she gathered all the information I told her. "So that's pretty messed up." I rolled my eyes but nonetheless nodded at her statement. "And let me get this straight; after he texted you he was sorry...you guys never talked again?"
I went silent for a while before answering her question with a frown on my face. "Well uh, he actually teased me about my clothes this morning in front of my brother." My frown grew deeper. "I think he's going to avoid and pretend that the other night didn't happen."
"That does sound like him." She sent me a sad smile as I sighed miserably. "So tell me, does your brother, by any chance, know any of this?"
I shook my head slowly. "Not that I know of..."
She nodded quietly and went back to her food. After a moment of silence, she looked back up at me and tilted her head to one side. "You know, don't you think you should tell your brother about this?"
I blinked my eyes at her. "Why should I?"
"I don't know...Carson is his closest friend. They might not have those kind of friendship since diaper days but they are pretty close."
"Well, duh. But then again, he doesn't really have to know what's going on between Carson and I. I mean, it was kind of a one thing, you know what I mean? I don't really think anything's bound to ever happen again."
"How can you say that? He sent you a text that he was sorry! You've even seen his room! Not many people can have the power to even look at his door. Not even his past...girls."
I rolled my eyes. "And I suppose you think that that's a good thing?"
She looked at me like I was crazy. I shook my head lightly and found myself looking at his direction. So okay, I failed not to look at him...but hey, at least he wasn't looking this way. "You know the thing is, I'm not even sure where we're...okay, let me put it this way." I looked back at her. "Nothing more is going to happen so Nick doesn't have to know anything."
"Maggie, oh Maggie." She drawled dramatically and wrapped her arms around me and placed my head on her shoulder. "You know I can see through your lies."
"I'm not lying, mom."
She pulled away but still held me in arms length. "Sarcasm is such a bad habit."
"So is also butting in your best friend's business."
"I'm not butting in." She let go of me and took a sip of her grape juice box. "I'm just making sure that you don't hurt yourself."
"I'll be fine, mom. I promise I won't cross the road by myself."
She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed look. "You're right, I'm not the one who's supposed to be worried about you. You have your own mother to do that. Besides, wouldn't it be great when she'll finally find out about you screwing your brother's best friend?"
I groaned loudly and banged my head on the table. "Don't mention it."
* * *
I wish it wasn't snowing today. It was a perfect day for tennis, but god changed his mind and wanted me to feel pretty boring as he poured down many snowflakes and laughed at me while I was sulking on the bleachers outside with a cup of hot chocolate in my hand.
It wasn't a blizzard, though the snow still managed to make Couch Evans cancel today's practice for the football team because he was too pissed when it has to do anything with the cold. He's not a very outdoorsy person.
Although I have to say that this white thing coming down from the sky is quite a thing to see.
"Maggie!"
I looked down from watching those small snowflakes making its way down to the ground and saw Kyle running toward me. I couldn't help but to form my lips into a small smile.
Kyle is a sweet guy, a little pervert, but still he's pretty nice. You would think that Kyle would all be prince charming in a blonde and blue eyes kind of way, but his eyes are warm as any type of coffee and his hair is a shining light brown color I always loved to touch when we were still dating.
Yeah, Kyle's my only ex.
We broke up because he went too clingy and always wanted to touch my booby area when of course I'd always get mad. But he was still a gentleman after we broke up; most guys would get mad when their girlfriend ended the relationship because she didn't want to give them 'some'. Well Kyle didn't exactly rape me if that's what you're thinking, he just asked me if he wanted to have sex and I said no then he went grumpy...so I dumped him. Then he realized what he had asked me and apologized too many times to even count.
It's funny how I didn't want my ex-boyfriend to touch me long ago when I enjoy having sex with a guy I don't have any relationship with.
"Hey Kyle," I smiled at him when he reached me. He looked fine, a gorgeous senior I might say. Yeah, I don't why I keep hanging out with guys that are older than me.
"Maggie, how are you?" he asked while he sat beside me and grinned one of his lopsided grin.
"Meh, I've had better days. What's up?"
"Nothing really, just saw you sitting here alone and insisted to be your company for now."
I gave him a knowing smile. "So you also feel bored, perhaps by any chance because that old man canceled your practice?"
He sighed and nodded his head. "Every single time when the signs of snow would show up. He just doesn't like it when his balls would freeze to death."
I laughed at his words and shook my head with laughter. "That's pretty mean."
"And it's pretty much true."
I wrapped my arms around my shoulder as the wind started to blow harder. Kyle saw this from the corner of his eyes and scooted closer to me with a grin on his face. I knew he was going to do this, but I let him anyway. The cold was too much for me to handle all by myself with my thin jacket.
I rested my head on his shoulder while he wrapped an arm around me. "You should've done this sooner."
"Well you should've asked." He teased me playfully.
I let out a shaky laugh and let the atmosphere around us calm me. We caught up what we've been missing out and talked about many things. It was nice to have someone to talk to when you feel quite bored. Lisa still had cheer practice inside the basket court while Nick and Carson, seeing that they were free from any practice, decided to do something fun...which was watching the cheerleaders practice.
Insert snort right about...here.
I, in fact, was too asked to join them but declined quickly, not liking to be in the same room with Carson because he would check out the cheerleaders non stop, and decided to enjoy the thing that has kept me away with my tennis session. I could've just go home, but it was too cold to handle hard things by myself.
Kyle looked at me with a weird expression. "Hey can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
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p; He seemed a little nervous but managed to stay cool and calm. I wonder how people do that. For me, if I were nervous, people could tell easily and then I'd become more nervous by the second.
"Look, I don't how to say this…."
"What's wrong? You can tell me anything. I'll even keep a secret for you." I bumped my shoulder with his. I didn't know if that could prove him anything, but I just did do that.
He chuckled quietly before turning away to look at the snow that puddled up on the ground. "Uh, you know how I messed up our, you know, relationship?" He asked without looking in my eyes.
"Uh…."
Kyle lightly massaged the back of his neck with his free hand. "I was wondering if you want to go out again sometimes…."
And by that, I sat up straight and blinked my eyes in shock.
I was not expecting that.
Oh my god, did Kyle just asked me out? Me, his ex that didn't want him to get in her pants? Why in the hell would he want to go out with me...again? It was weird to be asked out again since I haven't even dated in a long time. Of course the last date I had was with Kyle himself (Carson doesn't count, only sex). But still, a date? I felt all butterflies again and I could feel my palms sweating.
"Kyle, I…."
Kyle looked at me eventually. "Look, you don't have to answer me now. I know how I ruined our relationship and well, I just...I kind of missed you since then."
I gaped, my mouth hanging open that I was sure you could even fit a fist inside there.
Oh what to do? Do I even still like him? Well he's cute and nice, but I don't want him to try and crawl inside my pants again. Although he said he was sorry and acted much like a gentlemen, you could never trust a guy like that. Right? "It's that, well, I don't want you going all, you know…."
Well this is awkward, I thought lamely.
"Just a date, I promise. I miss hanging out with you, you know? Remember the time we skipped class and headed to McDonald? I miss that. I miss hanging out with you like this. You're such a fun person to be with." He said. I stared at him, looking for the truth in his eyes.….I don't know. He was pretty much giving me a compliment on how nice I was. And he did look kind of sincere, I had to give a score for him on that.
Still I had my confused face on, frowning and all. "Kyle…"
"Is there something wrong?"
I bit my tongue from groaning at his sudden presence. Stupid, stupid me. Of course he would be there when something like this came up. He just had the power to be anywhere when I didn't want his presence at all.
I finally looked up at him and shot him a look that said 'piss off'. Unfortunately, he didn't get my message and just stood there in front of Kyle and I who were in the middle of a very serious conversation.
"Go away." I plainly managed to speak out although my voice didn't sound too convincing. I cleared my throat and opened my mouth again. "Go away." I repeated in a voice I was quite proud of.
Carson just lifted his stupid eyebrow at me and gave an amused smile towards me.
Kyle decided to stand up and Carson was now aware of his presence again. Kyle gave me a grin and ignored the disapproving looks Carson was giving to him. "It's fine, we'll talk later." He walked down a a few steps and turned around again before leaving.
"Just think about it, okay?" Then he walked away with a soft smile when I nodded slowly.
"What was that all about?"
I glared at him while he settled himself beside me. "None of your business."
"He just asked you out, didn't he?"
I rolled my eyes. "Why ask when you know the answer?"
It was his turn to roll his eyes. How dare he easily talk to me like this? I thought we still had some unfinished business to deal with. Were we just going to drop it and pretend we didn't have any fight? Well, by the way he was acting out I guess he was still being the Carson I always knew of, a jerk and annoying. My hopes of happy expectation went crumbling down.
He stared at me up and down, like he was undressing me with his eyes. I felt a little intimidated by him and took a sip of my hot chocolate. Or should I say warm?
"So, did you enjoy ogling girls bending down and screaming stupid words in their too high pitched voice?"
"Nah, they actually didn't practice. They kept on flirting with me that I had to get away from them."
"Oh how nice to hear."
"And how was catching up with your only ex?"
I narrowed my eyes at him and gave him a dirty look. God, he didn't have to point that out. "So much better than now.
"Oh how nice to hear." He smirked at me and suddenly grabbed my (warm) hot chocolate out of my hand. He took a big gulp while I looked at him in horror. How could he just sit here beside me so suddenly and so easily finished my drink like he was some king?
"You are so-"
"Hey Carson..."
My words of hatred didn't come out as I expected because I was interrupted by two girls walking pass us and greeted the man beside me in union. They were twins, and equally whores. Who would ever wear a skirt in a cold day like this? Well by the looks of it, Bella and Della would.
"Hey girls." Carson passed a big sexy smile towards them with a wink before they giggled and walked away with too many sways on their hips. Stupid, stupid twin.
"You're such a manwhore." I commented without looking at him.
"Jealous, honey?" God, I could hear the tease in his voice too clearly.
I ignored his comment and went on, giving dirty looks towards the twins back. "I bet you can't keep your dick in your pants for a week!"
"A week? At least give me a challenge." I could hear the amusement in his voice.
He was right, a week was too easy. I looked at him with a knowing look and sat closer towards him. "You're right." He smiled at me then. "Better yet, until Christmas."
His smile suddenly fell as he gave me a horrid look. "That's over a month!"
"And that my friend, is the challenge."
"So okay, all I have to do is not to have sex for quite a long time?"
"Yeah. Are you man enough to do it?" Pfft, he wouldn't make it. Maybe for the first week, but not the weeks after that. Ha, never. He would beg for mercy to have the pleasure for sex.
Carson spaced out, staring at me even though I knew he was considering on the bet. He eventually spoke, "If this is a bet, I'd get something that I want if I win, right?"
I didn't think anything like that. All I wanted to do was to challenge him something that I know he wasn't capable of. Though...he did kind of have a point. I nodded slowly after a while and got myself a smirk from him before he leaned closer, sharing a scent of his musky sweat and sweet cologne, teasing my nose and the butterflies in my stomach.
I didn't even know there were butterflies living in me.
I sighed as I felt his breath on my ear. If he agreed on the bet, then I might be the one that couldn't resist him. God I didn't think this true.
"Margaret!"
I quickly scooted away from Carson and looked up to see my brother walking our way with a girl in his arms. I gave him a disgusted look as he reached us with a look of pure pervert and big toothy grin.
"I know that smile." I said with my narrowed eyes. Nick chuckled and the girl beside him looked down with a shade of pink on her cheeks. I rolled my eyes and stood up. "I guess I'm going home alone."
"I'll drive you home."
My eyes snapped towards Carson as he also stood up and dusted the invisible dust on his jeans. "I'll be fine, thank you."
Carson ignored me and stepped beside Nick. My brother on the other hand, slapped his shoulder in a brotherly kind of way. "I was going to ask you anyway, but thanks man." And then he left with a big grin still playfully taped on on his mouth.
Carson nodded and gave me a smug smile that I very much wanted to smack off from his face. I frowned and pouted like a child. " But-"
"Come on, princess." He took my hand and forcefully grabbed it. I grunted at his sudden pull and whined the whole time we wer
e walking towards his car. When we finally reached it, he opened the passenger door and shoved me inside it with quite a force.
I groaned at him. "For the love of god-" My words were cut off as he slammed the door on my face. I sighed in frustration as I watched him walk around the car and settled himself in the driver seat.
As he was starting the engine, I gave him a hateful look and crossed my arms. "You're unbelievable, you know that?"
"Some might say I'm great in bed, but that'll also do."
I smacked his arm and he just laughed at my small attempt to kill him with my bare hands. We drove in silence and I decided to ignore his presence completely. After a moment of mumbling stupid thoughts by myself, Carson decided to break the silence as we turned around the corner.
"You know, it's a deal if I bet you as well."
"Excuse me?"
"The no sex challenge slash bet."
I finally looked at him. "Are we still on that?"
"Pretty much, yes. And you also have to be in the bet too."
I snorted at the thought of me having to be in this bet. "Carson, I could live without sex for as long as you want. I've done it for about 16 years until you, unfortunately, came along."
"Who said anything that you have to do has anything to do with sex?"
"Then what? You want me to stop eating?"
Although he was driving, I could see the playful gleam on his face. "You know, it would be fun to see you begging for chocolate."
I frowned at his words. "What do you mean—No!" He wanted me to stop eating chocolate? Like hell I would! "I'm not doing that."
"What? You're too chicken to do this?"
I gritted my teeth. I hate being called a chicken. He was messing up with my pride. Oh god, what have I put myself into...
"How does this work?" I asked in a small tone.
Glad that I had taken an interest, Carson glanced at me for a moment to give me a wide grin. "We stop our habit, me on sex and you on chocolate. We do this until Christmas and if someone can't take it anymore…then our bet is off."
"How 'bout if we both made it?"
"We both prepare. I prepare a treat of fantastic chocolate for you and you treat me a great heavy night of nonstop sex."