Worlds Divided | j. baker

fifty four

After the football game that made Beverly the state champions, Jordan took Alondra to their ice cream shop.  They had to eat it in the car because Jordan had to go back to the school, but the two were very content with how everything played out that night. "Stop kissing me and go handle your business." Alondra laugh, struggling to get the words out because one, she was laughing, and two, every time she pulled back from Jordan, he leaned forward to try and keep the kiss going. "I wanna watch movies, dummy." Alondra whined, trying her best to push Jordan away. It was a struggle, not only because he was much bigger and stronger than her, but because she didn't want to.

"Come on, you can't stay here by yourself. It's nighttime."

"We're in Beverly Hills on school property, nothing bad's gonna happen." Alondra tried to reason, but Jordan just stared at her blankly until she sighed and gave in.  "Fine, I'll go with you to keep the ghosts away."

"This is Beverly Hills, there's no ghosts."  Jordan mocked.

"That's a damn lie.  Whitney Houston is probably in there with Selena planning our murders."

"You watch too many ghost movies."

They both got out of his car, and Alondra dusted off her skirt and zipped up her jacket since it was still cold, especially after she just shared a banana split with her boyfriend. Jordan interlaced their fingers together and led the way to the locker room, because he somehow left his laptop in there. Since Alondra claimed that she didn't want to be traumatized by the smell of the boy's locker room, she said she'd wait outside. 

Inside, Jordan unfortunately ran into his dad and had to talk with him.  In the hallway, Alondra was twirling around in her skirt while reading all the plaques in the trophy case.  While this week was the football championship, the cheer championships were next weekend.  They had already done the state and regional competitions, which Alondra was surprised they got through, so they were just practicing and perfecting their routine for nationals.  And the week after the national competition, whatever the outcome may be, she was finally going to Aguascalientes, Mexico to be reunited with her family. In the midst of thinking of her schedule for the month and half paying attention to the trophies, Jordan wrapped a strong arm around Alondra's waist and pulled her back against his chest. "Ready for movie night?"

Alondra leaned back, sort of melting into the comfort of Jordan's arms and chest, and nodded her head. "But I need to shower first. I smell like outside."  She stated.  "And you smell like 10 cans of bounce that ass."

"Wha— you watched me spray cologne."

"And clearly it wasn't strong enough."