sugar. “You really don’t have to cook me breakfast.”
“I know. But I meant what I said last night. I am going to fight for you.” He sat down a plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of me.
“Seriously, if you cook for me like this all the time, there will be no competition,” I joked.
As I ate, I watched Jason cooking. His muscles are n’t as big as Robbie’s, but he definitely look ed nice. His beauty was very breath taking in every way.
He winked at me when he caught me watching him. “I was thinking I could start teaching you the guitar today.”
I was sure he had forgotten his promise to teach me how to play. “I would love that, b ut what about school?”
“There is a teacher’s workshop. We’re out today ,” he reminded me.
So why am I up before noon then?
Jason got out a red electric guitar. It looked very nice and expensive. The head said Gibson , and I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I was scared to even touch it.
First he caught me a few basic chords: G, C, D, and E minor . I played with those for about an hour. At that point, my fingers were red and throbbing from holding the strings down.
Jason pulled my fingers to his mouth and kissed them gently. I heard a grunt from behind me. I turned around to see Robbie standing there staring at us.
“You two are sickening,” he said sarcastically. He grabbed the guitar that I leaned against the amp and started playing it. I was amazed.
His fingers moved gracefully up and down the neck as he played. I had never heard anybody play so well or fast.
“How long have you played?” I asked Robbie once he put down the guitar.
He shrugged his shoulders. “A while,” was his answer. “I taught Jason how to play. ”
I looked over at Jason, who looked annoyed.
Robbie continued talking. “But he’s still not as good. I can teach y ou right, ” his voice sounded seductive, and I had a feeling the guitar wasn’t the only thing Robbie wanted to teach me … Somehow, I didn’t think I would mind learning what he wanted to teach me.
Twelve
Why did you wait?
Pretty much everything had become a competition for Robbie and Jason. It was kind of ridiculous. They stayed up until midnight playing guitar, but they were really just trying to show off their talent. I ga ve up around 9 and went to bed, but e ven with a pillow over my head it was impossible to sleep.
The next morning, Robbie cooked me breakfast. And don’t get me wrong, it’s re ally sw eet and romantic, but at the same time it was annoying to be fought over like a puppy.
I was also aggravated because that day at school, Adrianne was a no show. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something u p with her. I knew it was silly. I f something was up with her, Robbie and Jason would have noticed. But I guess they have been preoccupied, so maybe my suspicions were right.
Also, I hadn’t heard from my mom since Monday. When I tried calling the phone number she gave me , I never got an answer. T here was no voicemail to leave a me ssage. I didn’t know if she was ok, or if she was just too busy with her new boyfriend to try and talk to me. I really just wanted to hear her voice.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the earth shattering kiss I had with Robbie. I knew I shouldn’t ponder on it any longer, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to kiss his lips again, to feel his body pressed against mine… It’s dangerous. Robbie is the bad brother.
On Friday night, Jason crashed early, so I snuck out of the room again to talk to Robbie. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t care… I told myself I wanted to know more about the hortribues , but really, I just wanted to hang out with him alone.
I walked into his room, without knocking. He was lying on his bed, looking at the door. I almost wondered if he was expecting me. He smiled at me, and suddenly my knees felt weak.
Don’t let him affect you , I reminded myself.
“Hey,” he greeted
“I know. But I meant what I said last night. I am going to fight for you.” He sat down a plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of me.
“Seriously, if you cook for me like this all the time, there will be no competition,” I joked.
As I ate, I watched Jason cooking. His muscles are n’t as big as Robbie’s, but he definitely look ed nice. His beauty was very breath taking in every way.
He winked at me when he caught me watching him. “I was thinking I could start teaching you the guitar today.”
I was sure he had forgotten his promise to teach me how to play. “I would love that, b ut what about school?”
“There is a teacher’s workshop. We’re out today ,” he reminded me.
So why am I up before noon then?
Jason got out a red electric guitar. It looked very nice and expensive. The head said Gibson , and I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I was scared to even touch it.
First he caught me a few basic chords: G, C, D, and E minor . I played with those for about an hour. At that point, my fingers were red and throbbing from holding the strings down.
Jason pulled my fingers to his mouth and kissed them gently. I heard a grunt from behind me. I turned around to see Robbie standing there staring at us.
“You two are sickening,” he said sarcastically. He grabbed the guitar that I leaned against the amp and started playing it. I was amazed.
His fingers moved gracefully up and down the neck as he played. I had never heard anybody play so well or fast.
“How long have you played?” I asked Robbie once he put down the guitar.
He shrugged his shoulders. “A while,” was his answer. “I taught Jason how to play. ”
I looked over at Jason, who looked annoyed.
Robbie continued talking. “But he’s still not as good. I can teach y ou right, ” his voice sounded seductive, and I had a feeling the guitar wasn’t the only thing Robbie wanted to teach me … Somehow, I didn’t think I would mind learning what he wanted to teach me.
Twelve
Why did you wait?
Pretty much everything had become a competition for Robbie and Jason. It was kind of ridiculous. They stayed up until midnight playing guitar, but they were really just trying to show off their talent. I ga ve up around 9 and went to bed, but e ven with a pillow over my head it was impossible to sleep.
The next morning, Robbie cooked me breakfast. And don’t get me wrong, it’s re ally sw eet and romantic, but at the same time it was annoying to be fought over like a puppy.
I was also aggravated because that day at school, Adrianne was a no show. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something u p with her. I knew it was silly. I f something was up with her, Robbie and Jason would have noticed. But I guess they have been preoccupied, so maybe my suspicions were right.
Also, I hadn’t heard from my mom since Monday. When I tried calling the phone number she gave me , I never got an answer. T here was no voicemail to leave a me ssage. I didn’t know if she was ok, or if she was just too busy with her new boyfriend to try and talk to me. I really just wanted to hear her voice.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the earth shattering kiss I had with Robbie. I knew I shouldn’t ponder on it any longer, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to kiss his lips again, to feel his body pressed against mine… It’s dangerous. Robbie is the bad brother.
On Friday night, Jason crashed early, so I snuck out of the room again to talk to Robbie. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t care… I told myself I wanted to know more about the hortribues , but really, I just wanted to hang out with him alone.
I walked into his room, without knocking. He was lying on his bed, looking at the door. I almost wondered if he was expecting me. He smiled at me, and suddenly my knees felt weak.
Don’t let him affect you , I reminded myself.
“Hey,” he greeted
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