The Story Of Us

Chapter 7

“You should really let me have a bite out of that.” I whispered in Selena’s ear sending chills down her back.

“What—no—this is my Subway sandwich.” She said. I gave her the puppy dog eyes, knowing she couldn’t resist them and she rolled her eyes holding her sandwich out for me to bite and I took a huge bite. “Hey, hey now, don’t devour it.” She chuckled which caused me to smile.

“I love you.” I smiled.

“Whatever. You just love the fact I let you take a bite out of my sandwich.” She smiled.

“Maybe—maybe not.” I teased.

“I swear you two should date already.” Ariana  spoke up. Selena and I both looked at each other with flushed faces.

“Well Bieber over here has a girlfriend.” Selena said—again in an annoyed tone with attitude.

“Oh really now? What’s this chick look like?” Jai—Ariana’s boyfriend asked. Ariana elbowed Jai in the ribs.

“Rude.” Ariana said.

“Her name is Aimee.” I said.

“He asked what she looks like, not her name.” Selena retorted. I rolled my eyes at Selena and I took out my phone, went to the picture of Aimee and me and gave it to Jai.

“DUDE SHE’S HOT!” Jai exclaimed, earning another elbow in the ribs from Ariana. “But you’re hotter babe.” He said giving Ariana a kiss.

I laughed and took my phone back.

“Have ya’ll banged yet?” Jai asked.

“JAI!” Ariana huffed out.

“I’m gonna go get something to drink.” Selena said standing up.

“But you already have something to drink.” I said pointing to her cup.

“I don’t want that anymore. Barbara you can have it if you want.” She said then walked off.

“Don’t mind if I do.” Barbara said reaching over and grabbing Selena’s drink. “HEY CAN I HAVE YOUR SANDWICH TOO?” Barbara called out after Selena. One thing about Barbara—she is skinny like a twig—but she can sure eat like a pig. Oh hey that rhymed I laughed to myself.

“Sure whatever.” Selena sighed out and continued walking out.

“Okay, what’s her problem?” Jas said.

I just shrugged my shoulders because I had the same question.

Selena’s POV:

I left the table because I couldn’t stand hearing Justin talking about “Aimee”. I especially didn’t want to hear if they have had sex before.

And yes I know I’m being jealous. I’ve already talked to Demi about this. She says I have feelings for Justin, and to be honest I do agree with her. At first I was hanging with him so I could get to know him better—but my feelings grew each day I got to know him more, and every time we hung out. I ignored the butterflies every time I got in my stomach when I was around him—but it was so hard I couldn’t keep them in so I told Demi. And trust me—I was going to tell Justin how I felt but he was always hanging out with Aimee. So I just gave up—hid my feelings and faced the fact Justin was over me—that’s if he even liked me in the first place.

I walked out in the hall to the pop machine and put my dollar in, but the machine wouldn’t take it.

“Dumb ass machine.” I mumbled.