Lucas
"That Scarlett girl? I like her Lucas, you should bring her around more often." Alex says while throwing himself on the couch. We just got back from the beach so I know he has to still be wet and covered in sand. I let out a sigh and choose to just ignore it. If needed Alex will buy us a new couch - a perk of coming from money. You fuck the couch up? Just buy whole new furniture.
"You liked her? You treated her like shit the whole time." I shoot back. Alex really shocked me today the way he was talking to Scarlett when she wanted to get in on the game. Alex is usually the nicest one of us, so him being a douche is really out of character. It pissed me off to hear him talk to her like that, but I couldn't let him know that. He would jump on the assumption that I had feelings for her which I don't. I'm just trying to respect women this semester. Oh, and when he tackled her? It took every fiber in my being not to beat his ass. Thank god she was fine.
"I was testing her man. I needed to make sure she wasn't one of those gold digging hoes you like to hook up with."
"I told you she's just my English partner. And I don't mess with 'Gold digging hoes."
"Okay and? Just because she's your English partner doesn't mean she can't be a gold digging hoe. But anyways a gold digging hoe would have just taken what I said and sat back down, but her? She wasn't backing down man and for that, I have mad respect for her. She's a girl who knows what she wants. You think she's got a man? Because I would definitely top."
"Alex shut up. You really think you have a chance after the stunt you pulled?"
"Yea man that was really fucked up. I thought you broke her or something." Liam says before disappearing up the stairs.
"I thought I had hurt her too, thank god she can take a hit. Once again nothing but respect." Alex's phone beeps and he looks down at it. A smirk forms across his face. "Aye Luke. We're going to have to finish this conversion later, alright? Duty calls if you can my drift." He leaves the house with a slam of the door and a wet couch sprinkled with sand. I shake my head.
I almost forget Jeremiah's in the room. He's been really quiet since we've left the beach. "A penny for your thoughts?" I jokingly ask him.
"She's the girl isn't she?"Jeremiah looks me dead in the eyes and I have to avert my gaze in fear of exposing myself.
"What girl?" I play dumb knowing good and well that I know what he's talking about.
"The girl you went on the date with a couple of weeks ago. You told us about her, remember? You said that she's different from any other girl you've been with. You said she's stubborn and headstrong, but sweet when she wants to be. You told us she's like a big kid, but a mature woman all at the same time. You also said she has an issue with social constructs too. All I had to do was meet her once and I knew Scarlett was the girl. You really like her don't you?"
"Alright, you caught me." I put my hands up in mock surrender. "It wasn't a date but yea I went out with Scarlett, but I don't like her like that. She's new to the city and I thought I'd take her out and show her around. She's also my partner for the next 7 weeks so I'm bound to get close to her. She's a cool girl no doubt but she's not my type."
"Because she's black?" Jeremiah asks raising his brow at me.
"No of course not Jay. You know me. It has nothing to do with her race. I just don't like her in that way. That's it."
"Okay, but why introduce us to her if you're not into her romantically at all?"
"Well, she's my English-"
Jeremiah interrupts me with a frustrated sigh "Don't give me that bullshit man. This is your best friend you're talking to, not a guy you see right before you're about to blackout drunk. You had hella English partners before and we've never met them so what's with this one? What makes her so worthy of meeting us?"
"Well, she's new to the-"
Jeremiah once again interrupts me. "Okay and? Why would you care about that if you don't have feelings for her?"
I try to come up with a good answer but I can't seem to find the answer to his question.
Truthfully I haven't been able to shake Scarlett since our first encounter a few weeks ago at the party. I find myself wondering about her at the most random of moments. Like the other day, I saw a rack of lamb on a menu and I thought Would Scarlett be down for trying this one day? Or the other day in class when I was to suppose to be taking notes on the key characters of the romantic age paintings, I instead absentmindedly wrote out a list of places in Boston that I wanted to take her. And today? Oh god, today. When Scarlett finally took off her shirt and shorts an revealed that perfect little body of hers, I almost lost it. I took my time raking my eyes over her body while simultaneously trying not to imagine how her body would feel withering under mine when she caught me staring. I shamelessly check girls out all the time without caring if they catch me or not, but when my eyes were with finished their tour and made it back to hers, blood rushed not only to my face but other places down under as well. The amount of hard-ons Scarlett has given me without doing anything even remotely sexual is a new record for me. So all of this bears the question. Do I feel something besides friendship for my new English partner or are my hormones just messing with me since she's an attractive girl that I can't fuck?
"Exactly man. Face it. Deep down in the cold little heart of yours, you have feelings for Scarlett. When you stop lying to yourself you should act on those feelings. You haven't had a real relationship in years. Maybe this could be good for you." My silence is enough for him to confirm whatever theory he has created in his mind.
"I don't know what you're talking about Jay. We're just friends."
We are, aren't we?
"Just friends my ass. Listen you're talking to a guy who's in a relationship. I know what I know. I saw that little moment y'all shared when you tackled her. I saw it with my own eyes. Just admit it."
"Jay you need to stop smoking you sound crazy bro." I brush him off and start heading upstairs. I need an escape from this conversation.
"Say what you want but I'm calling it now. You and Scarlett are going to be a thing. You saw the way she looked at you? Pure Attraction. You two are like magnets that are drawn together. Opposite poles but the attraction is strong. Stop trying to fight it."
