Game On Player. Game On.

Chapter 4

Ivy's POV

The glaring war towards Brandon started as soon as those two stupid words came our of his mouth. Fucking dick. Excuse my French.

While I glared at him with all I had in me, all he did was sit there with a content mischievous smirk on his too attractive for his own good face. "Hey there." He said sexily his chocolate brown eyes dancing with wickedness. Before I could say anything else, Mr. Brown started speaking again. "Now repeat those steps you did with your other partner." He instructed. "Stomp four times, clap twice, dosey doe and spin!" When it got to the spin part tried to not let him touch me. That didn't end so well in my case.

He grabbed my hand at first, which caused tingly sensation that went throughout my whole hand and made its way up my arm. Surprised at this feeling I let my guard down. He then snaked his other hand around my waist and placed it on the small of my back and picked me up. Then pushed me towards the ceiling spinning me gracefully, then plopping me back down to the ground again. I was quite astonished that someone with his build could be so graceful and gentle. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all... Ugh no! I can't say that he's a player! He wants this to happen. He wants me to fall at his feet just like the others so he can treat me like them too. Just like he used to do to me. To play his stupid game.

Then Mr. Brown spoke again. "Wow! Amazing!" He said in praise."Since that was the best performance yet, and some people wouldn't pick girl and guy partners," he said side glancing at two girls who wanted attention so they became partners, "these will be your partners for the rest of the term." Though the groans of all the guys, I was internally pissed. Why. Why couldn't life just move on and realize I don't want to be with Brandon. He's lost all my respect. I'm not going back to the person I was. While Mr.Brown walked away to go and talk to a group of students about their form in the dance, the devil spoke.

"So princess, guess it looks like we will have to get along." He said winking. "Your sick. And you to think that I want this, makes me believe you should be taken away to a mental institution. Maybe you should stay there this time." I said glaring at him.

"Woah! You are feisty now. I love it!" He said winking once more. Oh shit he knows! He knows who I am! My heart started beating faster. "What do you mean now?" I asked knowing the answer and dreading it. "How long did you think it would take me until I knew who you were ... Ivy?" He asked looking at me under his dark lashes. "You bastard." I spat. "Hmm, naughty mouth for a naughty girl maybe I can fix that." He said with a devilish smirk. "I wouldn't let you touch me like that with a one hundred foot pole. I wouldn't want to know what kind of STDs you have received from Kaliey." My voice dripping with venom. "You saw that didn't you? Jealous perhaps?" Was I jealous? "Uhm, of what exactly? You having a small dick and trying to find a place to stick it into? A hole like Kaliey's is pretty loose don't you think?" I spat. "Number one, your so jealous of what I have with all these girls because you want me and only me to yourself,just like the others." He said smirking cockily again."Number two, I don't have a small dick I have a very big one, all you have to do is ask to see front row seats and VIP meetings." He dared to say with another signature smirk.

"Ugh I'm done with talking to you, you egotistical ass!" He smirked once more. "Hmm, so easy for people to say that when they want me so bad." He said with a side smile on his face obviously enjoying pissing me off. "Shut up. I can't deal with your stupidity anymore." I growled. "You know, it's not very nice to call people stupid!" Another voice interrupted me and Brandon's bicker.

I looked to see Evan striding towards us with a cocky smirk on his face along with a few other members of their stupidity club were on his tail. They all came over until they surrounded me. "And your here because..?" I asked waving my hand for him to explain himself. "I'm here to agree with Brandon. You obviously want him bad along with me." He said giving me his signature cocky smirk. I looked at both of them like they had four heads.

"Are you out of your minds?! Why would I want for you two to touch me like that or even be in the same room as me for that matter?" I asked the morons. "Well sorry to say sweetheart, but you are in the same room as us right now and you seem fine." Brandon said in a know it all tone. "And, you know what they say, if they insult you they obviously like you." He said smirking. Why does he have to look so good looking when he smirks? Not fair. Then the bell rang breaking me from anything else I was wanting to say.

I walked back to the change room and changed back to my normal clothes and shoes. I also sprayed myself with my new raspberry spray so I wouldn't smell so bad from the icky smelling gym. I walked out one of the first to go. I walked around the corner only to run right into a delicious smelling wall.

Thank god nothing fell including me, but I stumbled a bit. I looked up only to notice a devilish group all full of smirking faces. "Someone smells good enough to eat." Brandon said smelling the air then looking mischievously down at me with his dark sexy brown eyes. "I've had enough of you and your minions today Masters. Get out of my way." I said tiredly. "And what will you do for me if I do Ivy?" He dared to ask adding emphasis on my name. Being reminded of my past way to quickly, I slapped him. Hard.

"That." I said to his face that had already received a red imprint of my hand on his cheek. Then I walked away towards my car leaving them once again all in astonishment.