Why You Shouldn't Lend A Bad Boy Your Clothes

Chapter 14

"And you're sure you're feeling well enough to go to school already?"

I looked out of the window and rolled my eyes. "Yeah, mom, I'm fine. Can you just let me get out of the car now?"

For the last five minutes, we had been sitting in the car in front of the school building and argued whether I was able to go to class today or not.

Mom insisted that I should come home with her and stay there for just one more day, but I really didn't want to.

She sighed deeply, as she often did around me. Somehow I seemed to disappoint her quite frequently. "Alright. But if you don't feel good, go home. I won't be able to get you, so you'd have to walk, but maybe Emily could give you a ride home, right?"

Funny, that mom's first thought was to ask Em for help, not Nate or anyone else. My parents adored Emily. They probably already had our wedding planned out.

Nate, on the other hand, wasn't as well-liked. When we were little he would always break things when he came over to play, and the fact that he was listening to heavy metal didn't make things better.

"Yeah, I guess. Will you or dad be home this afternoon?"

Mom shook her heads and pushed her glasses further up her nose. "No. We'll be back at eight. Maya will be at a friend's house."

I nodded. That fit my plans perfectly. "Okay. Now can you please unlock the damn door?"

She sent me a disapproving look but finally unlocked it.

I got out of the car immediately, pretending I didn't know her when she honked as a good-bye, and made my way towards the doors.

Emily and Nate were already there- Emily's car was already parked in its usual spot on the parking lot and Nate's bike was standing near the school's entrance.

A bit further away from the building was Hunter's car; he was leaning against it, smoking a cigarette, while Alexis was sitting on the hood reading a book. Hunter flashed me a half-smile as he caught me watching him.

I nodded towards him, before quickly looking away and pushing through the school's main entrance.

"Oh thank God, you're back," someone suddenly called out from behind me.

I whirled around to see Nate walking towards me. "Dude, you have no idea how exhausting it is to be sitting alone with Emily at lunch."

I raised an eyebrow. "How come?"

Nate rolled his eyes as he quoted in a high-pitched voice: "Do you think Jules is angry at me? Do you think he still likes me? Do you think Hunter has a thing for him?" and then added: "My answer was yes to all of them, by the way."

"You think Hunter likes me?" I asked and sent him a surprised look while we entered the classroom.

Nate shrugged. "Well, he's being quite obvious about it, don't you think? He uses practically every opportunity to be near you- he even got detention just to spend more time with you after school, remember? He's constantly trying to make you jealous with Sean and now Victoria by making out with them right in front of you, he was seen carrying you back to your tent after you ran into the sea at the party..." he said, counting on his fingers.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Nate, none of that was because he likes me. He's just being an idiot."

"Or he's totally whipped."

"Dude, have you even really looked at him? He could have anyone at this school and they'd be glad to call themselves his Date of the Week. Hunter knows exactly that I'm not like that."