Sooner or Later...You Won't Resist Me
Previously: . "I believe we're tied now baby," he kissed my cheek, got off the bed, and existed the room. D*mn it! I HAVE to get him back for this! I HAVE TO! If you haven't noticed, I'm very competitive. I still can't believe I said his name. For that, I have to get payback, and make it big....I mean, I have to do something that gain me at least five points. Gawd lee,what the hell have I got myself into??
Chapter 10
"Miss Dulay! We're having class discussion today, I trust you'll participate," Mr. Lane greeted me with an amused grin while shaking my hand as soon as I walked into the class. See, even he knows what he just said isn't going to happen.
"No one can predict the future, Mr. Lane," I greet back as soon as he breaks our hand shake.
He laughs and shakes his head in disapproval before he high fives a group of guys that just walked in. I made my way to my seat to join Courtney. She was texting on her phone, no surprise if it's to Brent Daniels. "Hey, who are you texting?" I asked, although I have an idea who.
"Brent Daniels!" she squeaked while holding tightly onto her phone, like if she lets go, all contact with Brent Daniels with vanish. I laugh.
"Why do you always use his full name? Why not just call him Bren-t?" I ask, putting emphasis on the 't' in Brent to show that it ends there.
She rolled her lips into her mouth, in between her teeth, something that her and her brother do when they're thinking hard about something. "I don't know. I guess....he has one of those names where you have to say his first and last name," he suggested. I give her a crazy look.
"Wow Courtney, that's not weird at all," I say sarcastically, which causes her to roll her eyes.
"Seriously, it's like celebrities. Like...Johnny Depp or Chad Michael Murray," she explained using two of my many celebrity crushed. I nod.
"No es justo [no fair]! You used them because you know I like them," I accused. She laughed.
"Exactly," she admitted. We both began laughing at God only knows what, but like Britney Spears' career, everything good thing most come to an end.
What caused my sunny day to turn to hail? Well, I think you know. "Courtney!" he yelled as he walks into class. I ignore him because he always comes in here to give Courtney her lunch money, but this time, he's not alone. Other students walk in behind him and start taking empty seats; some of those students are Lauren and her pose'. Great, he has to bring an effing neighborhood of people with him this time! And why on God's green earth are they sitting down?
"Class! Due to the absence of Mrs. Gregger, her class will be joining ours," Mr. Lane announces, as if reading my mind. "And today, the school district has stated that we teachers have to give the annual safe sex lectures," he finishes his announcement. You've got to me kidding me...ironic much?
Snickers begin around the class, and I notice Cory and Lauren take the seats infront of Courtney and me. See, here's the thing, ever since the little "incident" between Cory and I this past Saturday, we haven't actually been "hanging out" as much. Don't get me wrong, we never "hung out" to begin with, but our little "game" we had going on is kind of at a "stand still"....and yes, I do realize I use a lot of "quotation marks" to explain that.
Yesterday, Sunday, we barely talked, although he did start with his little flirtatiousness, I mean, its Cory after all. Anyway, to make a long story short and sweet, everything seemed to have gone back to normal.
Once everyone was seated, Mr. Lane shuts the door and walks to the front of the class, his hands on his hips, and lets out a breath as he looks around the class. Once his eyes landed on me, I shake my head and put it on my desk. "Okay class! I'm sure you all have heard about the birds and the bees," Mr. Lane starts.
Everyone agrees by saying yeah, not in unison though. "Well of course you have, you are teenagers after all," he states, causing laughter throughout the class. "So, since you know about the birds and the bees, you should also know that there are snakes involved in the story. And those snakes' names are S, T, and D. That's why it's important you always use protection....unless you want little juniors running around," he announces and starts the speech. You know, always use protection, "make love" don't have sex, blah blah blah.
I'm half hoping -by some miracle- for Kanye West to come and interrupt this extremely boring lecture. I mean seriously, couldn't he just make it short and simple like parents always do, "Don't have sex, because you'll get STDs, die, then be reincarnated as a flea that everyone hates". That's what my parents told me...haha.
Anyway, I had my head on my desk, completely zoned out until the voice of Satan had to ruin it. "So Mr. Lane, is it true that you can mess up your hands by giving too many hand jobs?" Lauren asked. Everyone started laughing.
"Uh, sure, I guess," Mr. Lane answered, wondering where the conversation was going.
"Better watch out Isyss, don't want you messing up your hands," Lauren stated. My head snaps up, and everyone was looking at me and laughing. What the hell? I've never even given anyone a hand job!
"Miss Lindsey, that was uncalled for," Mr. Lane warned. I give Lauren a 'what the hell?' look and she motioned her eyes towards Cory, who was trying to hide his laughter. Is she referring to Saturday at the restaurant? I didn't even touch his 'friend'! I was rubbing his thigh, granted my hand was close to it, but didn't touch it! I heard Courtney scowl at Lauren.
I was getting upset, now everyone's going to think I give hand jobs. But I tried not to let it show, although my mouth has a mind of it's on. "Mr. Lane," I start while finally taking my eyes off of Lauren.
"Miss Dulay? Yes, you have a question?" He seemed shocked I'm involved in the discussion.
"Isn't it true you can catch an STD during oral sex?" I asked thoughtfully. That caused laughter throughout the class.
"Uh..." Mr. Lane started while looking at me like I was crazy. I raised my eyebrows to him as if ushering him to continue. "Yes, actually you can. If the person receiving the oral has STDs it can be transferred," he says, this time he seems unsure.
"Did you hear that, Lauren? Better use protection next time you're on your knees," I reply to Lauren, with innocence playing in my voice. Everyone started 'oh-ing' and laughing as all eyes landed on Lauren.
Her face flushed red with anger. She suddenly stood up from her seat. "That's it! You. Me. Outside. Now!" she announced as everyone got quiet to hear my response.
"Hey, let's calm down ladies," Mr. Lane suggested, trying to stop something before it starts.
"Wow, demanding are we? Is that how you usually get guys into bed?" I asked her as if it was an innocent question, causing snickers from the class.
She crossed her arms under her chest and gave a sly smirk and said, "I don't have to demand anything. Unlike desperate wh*res like you, I don't have to attempt to steal someone else's guy."
I stood up and gave a fake gasp before saying, "Lenguaje soez [foul language]! Do you kiss d*cks with that mouth?!" ,which caused an even louder laughter from the class. Cory looked over his shoulder at me and gave a quick chuckled. The bell suddenly rang, and everyone started heading out the room, still laughing.
"Although that was funny as hell, that wasn't very nice Isyss," I hear Cory say to me between laughs. Courtney agrees while I pick my backpack up off the ground.
"Well, next time you have company over, you should try shutting the door," I suggest as I slung the backpack strap over my right shoulder, not before flinging my hair over my shoulder, to avoid it getting caught under the strap.
Courtney agrees with me with disgust as we start walking towards the door. "Miss Dulay, I would like to speak with you before you leave," Mr. Lane comments and stops me when my left foot's out the door. I say bye to Courtney, and Cory gives me a sly smirk as he leaves. I turned towards Mr. Lane, who was casually leaning against the edge of his desk with his arms crossed over his chest.
His arm muscles were very visible, and I would've been a fool not to stare. Today, he's wearing dark blue jeans with a dark blue buttoned down, short sleeved, collared shirt and a slightly lighter blue tie. "...and it was extremely unnessecary. Miss Dulay? Are you listening to me?" he asked with an annoyed tone. Dang it! He was talking?
"Yes," I lied. He let out a sigh through his nostrils, making them flare, which made him look even more hot. He glared at me, I gave an innocent closed mouth smile. He unfolded his arms and put them on the edge of the desk beside him.
"I think I liked it better when you slept through my class. It was more peaceful," he admitted. I nodded in agree.
"Next time you'll think twice," I advised.
He nodded and chuckled. "Okay, you can go, but I want you to write a paper on what I just talked to you about," he announced while walking around his desk and sat down in his chair.
"What?! Estas' bromeando [are you kidding me]? I wasn't even paying attention!" I protested.
He chuckled. "Oh I know. I just wanted you to admit it. Get out of here," he commanded playfully. I shook my head and mumbled something about how that was cruel, to which he said it comes with being a teacher.
When I shut the door behind me, I noticed someone waiting beside it. I sighed in frustration and started towards my next class. He walked next to me. "You shouldn't be seen with me. Lauren will think I'm trying to steal you from her," I suggested.
"Isyss you don't have to worry about stealing me, I'm more than willing to surrender to you, baby," Cory replied back while putting an arm around my shoulders and smiling at me. I rolled my eyes. This guy...
"What do you want?" I asked, looking around for Courtney, no doubt she'll be with Brent Daniels. Wow, even I say his full name...
"Soooooooo, since we're even now, how about a tie breaker," he suggested, stretching out the 'o' in so. I shake my head no. Ugh! I thought this game of ours was over! "Oh come on. You started this, you have to finish it. Well, not literally because I'm gonna win, but still, you should at least make an effort," he tries to convince me. I think about it for a second. I'm not one to back down from much.
"Okay," I say with defeat. "Game on man-whore. Hope you're ready to lose," I say when I finally spot Courtney, to my surprise, she isn't with Brent Daniels, she's with Quentin.
"Oh baby, my plan has already started," he explains before softly smacking my butt and walking off.
I curse him in my head. Oh Cory King, you have no idea what I'm capable of...