light slap and him
echoing my thought. Without thinking, I take a swing at him. My fist lands on
his chest, and I step forward jabbing my finger in his face.
“This isn't a riot! No smash and grab here,
buddy!”
He chuckles and takes a step back. “Feisty little thing.
First time I hear her speak and she doesn't make a word of sense. I don't speak
unavailable, Mia,” he says while reaching to take three more cups from the
shelf. I stare at him open-mouthed. Until I realize Jase is staring at me. I
snap my mouth close and start filling up the three cups closest to me before
passing the pot to him. I add the milk and sugar to our cups and pass Livvy
hers before walking over to Alec in the next room to hand him his cup.
“Thanks, you know these guys, Mia?” Alec asks when he
takes the cup.
He sounds surprised. I shrug my shoulders “I don't, I go
to school with them. Since today,” I reply sliding into the chair at my station.
I haven't actually done a tattoo yet. I won't even practice on myself, I'm that
bad. Give me words, but anything graphical, I suck ass. Alec chuckles while
looking at Lewis and James.
“These guys don't have an educated cell in their brains,”
Alec says.
“Hey, we finished high school didn't we?” James says
smiling.
“We couldn't let Jase go in there alone on his first day.
New town and all,” Lewis says while he claps Jase on the back.
“What, you guys aren't in my school? You sat through an
entire class!” I yell. I’m pissed they ruined my first class of the
day.
“Yeah, and we got to meet you,” Lewis says on a sly wink.
I shake my head, down my lukewarm coffee, and grab my bag.
My last class starts soon. I say goodbye to Alec and Livvy, telling them I'll
see them later, and give a brief nod to the three guys. Jase stands up and
walks towards me. I panic and my stupid body freezes. He moves past me and
opens the door.
“Come on,” he says, motioning with his head. Oh shit, his
voice is hot. It reaches my ears and flows into my bloodstream warming each and
every nerve spurring my muscles forward. I swallow hard and walk through the
door. I keep my head down, pondering if I should light my next smoke, when I
catch a glimpse of the black hoodie next to me. He is so close to me the fabric
of his hoodie rubs against mine. THUD, THUD, THUD, the long dormant organ
pumping blood through my veins thuds faster. My heart is getting a workout
every time Jase is near.
Jase flicks the hoodie over his head and digs around in
his pockets before taking out a cigarette. He has a tiny tattoo on his
forefinger. It looks like a word but I can't make out what it says, and as much
as I’d like to stare at it until I figure it out, I really don’t want to make a
bigger ass out of myself today. I gladly take the lit cigarette he is offering
and pull my hoodie over my head before taking a drag. When I pass the cigarette
back to him, his fingers brush over the top of my hand. A small jolt runs from
my hand to my heart. The little sucker jumps in my chest, swelling to dangerous
levels.
I watch Jase until he disappears around the side of the
old grey building towards the auto shop classes. Now I’m sitting in my last
class for the day, and all I can think of is Jase. Why did he transfer here so
late? We only have three weeks left before this year is through. Are Lewis and
James his brothers? There is a resemblance, but Lewis has this
tangle-your-fingers-and-scream-my-name dirty-blond hair, while James has
softer, wavy, light-blond locks. Those two could be brothers, but Jase, with
his inky black strands covering his eyes, just doesn't fit. Why did they have
to come to school with him on his first day? Jase doesn't look like the kind of
guy who needs backup. He surely won't take shit from the jockstrap asses
hovering around these halls.
The TA dismisses my computer class with no assignments.
One good thing about year’s end is no homework. I
echoing my thought. Without thinking, I take a swing at him. My fist lands on
his chest, and I step forward jabbing my finger in his face.
“This isn't a riot! No smash and grab here,
buddy!”
He chuckles and takes a step back. “Feisty little thing.
First time I hear her speak and she doesn't make a word of sense. I don't speak
unavailable, Mia,” he says while reaching to take three more cups from the
shelf. I stare at him open-mouthed. Until I realize Jase is staring at me. I
snap my mouth close and start filling up the three cups closest to me before
passing the pot to him. I add the milk and sugar to our cups and pass Livvy
hers before walking over to Alec in the next room to hand him his cup.
“Thanks, you know these guys, Mia?” Alec asks when he
takes the cup.
He sounds surprised. I shrug my shoulders “I don't, I go
to school with them. Since today,” I reply sliding into the chair at my station.
I haven't actually done a tattoo yet. I won't even practice on myself, I'm that
bad. Give me words, but anything graphical, I suck ass. Alec chuckles while
looking at Lewis and James.
“These guys don't have an educated cell in their brains,”
Alec says.
“Hey, we finished high school didn't we?” James says
smiling.
“We couldn't let Jase go in there alone on his first day.
New town and all,” Lewis says while he claps Jase on the back.
“What, you guys aren't in my school? You sat through an
entire class!” I yell. I’m pissed they ruined my first class of the
day.
“Yeah, and we got to meet you,” Lewis says on a sly wink.
I shake my head, down my lukewarm coffee, and grab my bag.
My last class starts soon. I say goodbye to Alec and Livvy, telling them I'll
see them later, and give a brief nod to the three guys. Jase stands up and
walks towards me. I panic and my stupid body freezes. He moves past me and
opens the door.
“Come on,” he says, motioning with his head. Oh shit, his
voice is hot. It reaches my ears and flows into my bloodstream warming each and
every nerve spurring my muscles forward. I swallow hard and walk through the
door. I keep my head down, pondering if I should light my next smoke, when I
catch a glimpse of the black hoodie next to me. He is so close to me the fabric
of his hoodie rubs against mine. THUD, THUD, THUD, the long dormant organ
pumping blood through my veins thuds faster. My heart is getting a workout
every time Jase is near.
Jase flicks the hoodie over his head and digs around in
his pockets before taking out a cigarette. He has a tiny tattoo on his
forefinger. It looks like a word but I can't make out what it says, and as much
as I’d like to stare at it until I figure it out, I really don’t want to make a
bigger ass out of myself today. I gladly take the lit cigarette he is offering
and pull my hoodie over my head before taking a drag. When I pass the cigarette
back to him, his fingers brush over the top of my hand. A small jolt runs from
my hand to my heart. The little sucker jumps in my chest, swelling to dangerous
levels.
I watch Jase until he disappears around the side of the
old grey building towards the auto shop classes. Now I’m sitting in my last
class for the day, and all I can think of is Jase. Why did he transfer here so
late? We only have three weeks left before this year is through. Are Lewis and
James his brothers? There is a resemblance, but Lewis has this
tangle-your-fingers-and-scream-my-name dirty-blond hair, while James has
softer, wavy, light-blond locks. Those two could be brothers, but Jase, with
his inky black strands covering his eyes, just doesn't fit. Why did they have
to come to school with him on his first day? Jase doesn't look like the kind of
guy who needs backup. He surely won't take shit from the jockstrap asses
hovering around these halls.
The TA dismisses my computer class with no assignments.
One good thing about year’s end is no homework. I
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