“It’s fine. Trust me, none of these assholes are going to say a word.”
“Thanks for helping me up,” I say with yet another genuine smile. “You know after you finished laughing.”
“I wasn’t about to let you sit down there for the rest of the day. Besides, it looked kind of painful. I can take a look at it if you want? Double check for bruising and all that, just to be on the safe side.”
I shake my head, feeling my cheeks flame. “Trust me, I don’t need you to check it to know that it’s going to be bruised. I’m pretty sure it already is.”
“Really?” he questions with a hint of panic in his tone. “Do you want me to take you down to the nurse for some ice?”
“No,” I laugh, imagining just how humiliating that would be, and especially on top of everything else that’s been going on over the past few minutes, ice on my ass would be the cherry on top. “It’ll be fine.”
Puck grins before nudging my elbow with his and I find myself doing it right back with a cheesy as fuck grin, and despite my worries walking into Miss Blakely’s room, I realize that there was absolutely nothing for me to fear. Flirting with Puck feels as natural to me as breathing.
Conversation flows between us and I find him flirting right back, constantly reaching out and touching me in some discreet type of way. He smiles as though he’s truly happy to see me and by the end of homeroom, I realize that maybe he’s not the asshole I’ve always assumed him to be. Maybe he’s something so much more.
Chapter 7
Puck
I roll my eyes as I watch Nate watching Tora. He’s so fucking tormented by her. His whole world revolves around her and what’s worse is that he doesn’t even know it. At least, I don’t think he does. Though, if he does, it’s not something he’s bound to admit any time soon.
The past two weeks of school have been insane where those two are concerned. Somehow, he’s moved her into his home, he’s made sure she’s had enough lunch every day, been constantly aware of her, and now this.
I don’t even understand how tonight has even happened. One minute, we’re all showing up at Nate’s place, ready for an easy Saturday night, chilling with the boys, the next minute, there’s the biggest pool party Broken Hill has ever seen, and naturally, Jesse is the fucking king of it.
I sit with Nate, watching over the party, talking shit. Courtney showed up with Brylee a few hours ago and the girls have been sitting with Tora and Brooke ever since. Well, to be fair, it’s really only Tora she’s sitting with as Brooke has been making out with Maxen ever since he sat down at the end of her sunbed.
I’m not going to lie; I’ve struggled to keep my eyes off Courtney since the second she walked through the door. The past two weeks with Courtney have been surprising. Day one was fun, but day two was completely different. She was a whole new person who sat down beside me in homeroom. She flirted and laughed, her arm would brush past mine every chance it got, and fuck me, I’ve even started to think that maybe we have a bit of chemistry. All I know is that she’s not the shy good girl that I always assumed she was.
Who am I kidding? I think I might even like the girl.
I get excited when she walks through the door, I search her out in the cafeteria, and I even spend parties like this trying to keep track of her.
We were at a party at Maxen’s place last night which was probably a little wilder than any of us had planned for. Courtney came along with Brooke and Brylee and I thought last night was going to be the night where I finally got to seal the deal, but it was as though she was playing some sort of game with me. Every time I came near, she’d skip away and every time I’d look her way, she’d find another guy to latch herself onto. I fucking hated it.
I was acting like a jealous boyfriend and that shit didn’t sit well with me. I’m not the kind to obsess over a chick like this. She either wants me or she doesn’t, but I’m not playing her bullshit games just to find out.
I don’t know what to do with her, at first, it was all about staying away from the good girl, but she quickly proved me wrong. Then it morphed into having a little fun and getting her into bed, but now…I don’t know. I think that’s changing.
Any other chick, I’d have gotten it over and done with by now, but there’s something different about her. I know once I do it, whatever this flirtation we have between us is over, and I’m not sure I’m ready for it to end.