He's just NOT that into you... [on hold]

Chapter 7 (part 2)

AN: Hey Readers!! So this week we continue the story. We got some funny moments!!! Don't forget to make sure to COMMENT, VOTE, AND FOLLOW!!! Because I love writing for y'all. And sorry this weeks chapter is short I've been sick all week. Anyway ILY and enjoy.

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Carter POV

"Dad what's Jesse Parker doing here?" Seriously is trying to be annoying today.

"Pumpkin, he's our new employee." Pumpkin, was his way of saying,"Oh yeah I have a perfect liitle girl who doesn't like hanging out with boys." Honestly, Dad I don't like hanging out with this one. He's dating the bitchiest bitch of the all and it's getting on my flipping nerves because well, if you haven't caught on yet I really like the guy

Ca-rap!!

"Cookie, I'm gonna check on Chestnut and Lightning, to make sure they're okay." Cookie has worked on the ranch since before my dad was born. I mean seriously, how old can you get. He was my Gramp's "bestie" as pop culture puts it. My gramp's died when I was 10 he was nearly 98. And Gram's is in the house sulking only coming out of her room to ride horses, eat, go to the bathroom, talk to Cookie (I don't see why since he's exactly like Gramp's), or anything else necessary.

"Okaay, missy. And take that worthless yuppy with you." he tells me, motioning to Jesse. Hehehe, yuppy. See isn't this guy great. You should see his shakespeare impression.

"Believe me, you have no idea," I whisper under my breath. " Hey princess! Can you give me a hand?" I screamed at. Fru-fru over there is standing there gawking at me and he needs to stop.

Oh, this is gonna be fun... Just then a black Ram truck pulled up. Yay! Hashtag he's here. Ya, prepare for this stpry to get majorly screwed up.

Jesse POV

I sprinted over to her.

"Leo!" she screamed and ran past me, throwing herself into this boy's arms. He looks like he is in college. Oh guess what hormones the girl you what me with so bad LIKES A COLLEGE BOY!!! WAY TO THROW A CURVE BALL!!!

"Hey girl. heard your dad had a little accident." he laughed.Jerk.

"Yeah, that's how I got stuck with Fru-Fru over here." She pointed at me.

"You know 'Fru-Fru' is standing right here." I told her.

"I know that's why I said it." I stuck my tongue at her. She mirrored my exact action.

"Carter! Chores, NOW!" her dad yelled.

"Ya whatever oldie!" she yelled at him.

He glared at her. With that she sprinted away.

"Hey, Leo right?"

"Who's asking?" He told me.

"I am not fooled by you okay I know your type. So leave Carter alone." I told him poking him in the chest.

"And what is my type?" he sneers.

"You just want to use her, treat her like she's special and then throw her away. If you break her I swear to god you won't live to see the sunshine again."

"Takes one to know one." he said walking away. Well, he isn't wrong about that but Car- Brittany deserves better than us two low lives.

💙💚💛💜Time Skip💙💚💛💜

"So what's with you and hotty back there?" I ask as I brush Ford, her Dad's horse. I needed to get the gist on there relationship and how much she liked him.

"Does someone have a new man-crush Monday?" she snorts. She gave me this self satisfied look.

"Oh yeah, I haven't come out of the closet yet." I said to her sacrasiticly. She shot me the 'really' look.

"Look, he's my... well, I guess love interest." That was an awkward way to put it.

"Really? Him! You could do soo much better." Really though!

"Ya, well says the man who's dating Summer and, you don't consider any relationship you've been in serious." Ok, she's got me there.

"Leo's in college."

"Summer's a bitch." she said that so nonchantly that it was like she said it regularly. Whic might be true.

"Touché."

"Leo's been working for my dad for my dad since he was twelve. Its been nine years."

"You're seventeen! He's twenty-one!"

"So..."

"You're insane."I snort.

"And you're gonna give the horses a heart attack. Quit yelling." She talks about these horses like there people.

"Sorry." Ford snorts. Ok, attitude much?

"He likes you." she nods her head.

"How can you tell?" Uh, if there is some weird horse telepathy she has I'm out of this freak show.

"He hasn't pooped on you yet. Oops, spoke too soon." I felt something warm on my shoes.

I looked down,"You've got to be kidding me."

We both started laughing.

"I like your laugh," I tell her. Way to make the situation awkward.

"Thanks, I like yours too."

"You should smile more often, it fits you." We worked the rest of the time in awkward silence.