I Love You, Jerk Face

Chapter 2

"So is there anything going on between you and Grady?" Jacque asked as she poked me with yet another make up brush.

"No," I said, "why in the world would you think there was?" I winced as she came at me with another brush.

"You guys are uber strange," she said, "like the whole sharing of food thing."

"What sharing food thing?" I aksed trying to look up at her, but she pushed my head back down.

"You know," she said dabbing some more black under my eye, "you pick out tomatoes to give to him and he always gives you his crust and pepperoni."

"That's just because I loathe tomatoes as does Ryder, but Grady loves them," I shrugged my shoulders, "I like pepperoni and the crust Grady does not, we've always done that," I said frowning at my reflection. "Can we not make it look like she got the better hit?" I whine and she took away some balck.

"Fine," she muttered, "but seriously you guys are weird around each other."

"How so?" I asked.

"If you are not fighting he's hitting on you," she pointed out, "and he always uses you to make other girls jealous," she said surveying her work.

"He does?" I asked my reflection, but I already knew the answer. Gwen was not the first girl to accuse me of sleeping with Grady, it seemed that every time he wanted to break up with a girl I was there with his arm around me. Jerk face.

"Yep," she said popping her p and smiling. "Man I am good," she said as I looked at myself.

"Yes you are," I said standing to get a closer look, "it looks so real."

"Just make sure no one touches it," she warned.

"Will do captain," I said saluting her.

"Now back to you and Grady," she said pushing me back down in to the chair."

"There is no me and Grady," I said throwing my hands in the air.

"Uh huh," she said in disbelief, taking a chair across from me.

"Seriously," I said.

"Roslyn," she sighed, "you don't have to lie to me, he's at your house all the time."

"Jacque you know as well as I do that is because his dad is always away and he is like family to us," I said.

"You are so lucky," she mocked, "you have two hot brothers."

"Ewww," I said making a face at her, "could you not call my brother hot in front of me," I cringed.

"Whatever dude," she laughed, "he's hot! Grady is too, but your brother is definetly hotter," I could not disagree more.

"Please spare me," I said putting my head in my hands careful not to smudge my black eye.

"Just admit that you think Grady is hot and I will stop talking about your brother's hotness," she smiled.

"Ugh," I groaned looking back at her, "Grady is hot," I mumbled.

"I'm sorry," she said holding her hand up to her ear, "I could not hear you."

"I said I think Grady is hot!" I yelled at her and then made sure no one was around to hear me.

"I knew it!" she yelled pumping her fist in the air. "You totally like him," she said still smiling.

"Ugh," I groaned again, "you know that I hate you right?"

"Love you too," she leaned forward to look at me, "now spill."