H E' S M I N E

C H A P T E R – T H R E E

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"So last night, you just decided to come off line and leave me, yeah?" asks Troy as he bit into a rich, red strawberry. Jay hasn't arrived at the lunch table yet, so it's just Troy and I. He obviously doesn't like the fact that I left him last night. He claims we were having an important conversation, when in reality we were deciding an outfit for today.

"Sorry, I got distracted..." I say to him, blinking up as the Chelsea and Xander walked in. I rolled my eyes at them. I can't believe I'm going to do this today, until graduation. "Lemme guess, you saw a pic of Xander shirtless and you began stalking him, right?" laughed Troy and he fixed his hair to the side.

"You guys are so horribly wrong about that," I scoff and drop my gaze to my plate. I realize Troy has strawberries and I don't so I reach over and grab about three. "Hey!" he says, but was paying more attention to his already perfect hair. "So, enough about me..." I say, forgetting about Chelsea and Xander across the room. "Have you found yourself a good guy?"

Troy rolled his eyes, "If you're saying I should settle down, no. I've tried having one boyfriend, but found it extremely hard, especially when I saw those hot guys at the cinema..." He bit his lip. I almost choked on the strawberry as I laughed at Troy's ultimate dirty behavior. Jay joined us minutes later with a book in his hand. I rose a single eyebrow at him. Is he reading?

"Why do you have a book in your hand?" Troy asks Jay, looking completely interested. He smiled at him and I felt the need to exclude myself. Troy is a reader, Jay is not. Jay prefers the movie over the books, while Troy is the opposite. But now that Jay is actually reading a book right now, it only confirms my suspicions. Jay and Troy continue their conversation about the book, while my eyes followed Chelsea as she stood up to walk out of the cafeteria, most likely to the restrooms.

"Guys, I'll be right back," I say to them, although I doubt they heard me. Troy is all about the book and Jay is all about Troy. I leave them and follow Chelsea out. I follow her dark hair into the female washrooms, pretending to wash my hands. It was silent at first, as she was just looking at her reflection. She took a deep breath then smiled at herself.

"Hey, you okay?" I ask her, not sounding as sympathetic as I wanted to. Xander said he would be a dick today just so she would be upset and I could swoop in and make her feel better. Our 'friendship' will grow from there I suppose.

"Uhm excuse me?" his voice is so soft. I don't think I have ever heard it.

"Yeah, I'm talking to you. What's wrong?" I asked her, again sounding like a bitch. I'm horrible at being friendly. Hell, I never actually approached any of my friends, they approached me. If I did, we wouldn't have been friends.

"Uh nothing. Nothing, I'm fine," she moved passed me. I immediately turn around, realizing I should try harder. "When a girl says I'm fine, it usually means the opposite. So what's wrong?"

"You won't understand..." she finally caves. I roll my eyes, of course I understand. I help planned this.

"Try me."

"Okay...Are you in a relationship?" she asks me and I automatically shake my head. It's become such a habit to say no. I'm accustomed to hiding it, so saying 'no' is a breeze now. In the beginning, it proved to be really difficult. But now I master lying.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes then stepped back to lean against the sink, she sighs, "I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. I mean, it seems like Xander just hates me..."

"Hmm, why would you think that?" I raise my eyebrows. "He just isn't interested anymore. And today, one of his silly friends, Spence, I think was insulting me and Xander did nothing."

"It's Spencer," I correct her, "He's my brother." I hope she feels like an idiot now. You don't insult the girl's brother, who is trying to sort of help you. Chelsea immediately began to apologize. I ignore them all, "So dump him," I suggest. Hoping it's that easy and I will never have to communicate with this girl again.

"I can't do that..." She says, "It's personal."

"Okay..." I trailed off. It isn't very personal if Xander told me. But I won't tell anyone that the girl has serious issues. It's not my secret to tell, plus her having issues doesn't really bother me.

"See, I told you won't understand," she blows out then wipe beneath her eyes. I rose a single eyebrow at her as she walked passed me to leave. This bitch. Xander is fucking crazy if he thinks I would do this. Right now, I feel to go out there and fucking kiss him, just so she could hurt. I'm helping her and she has the world of attitude. What the hell? Who does that?

I take out my phone. I click his name and begin to type.

Me:

I'm not doing this. too bad.

Zen:

Please babe...

My fingers hovered over the keys for a while. Gosh, I want him, so badly, but is dealing with this annoying girl worth it? I hate to say this but there are always other fish in the sea. He can keep her while I move on.

Zen:

Meet me behind the bleachers after lunch.

Me:

It doesn't matter what you say, it won't persuade me.

Zen:

Who says I would be saying anything at all ;)

Me:

Whatever. I'll be there.

I was smiling. He texted back a wide range of different emojis and I rolled my eyes at that. I make my way back to the cafeteria, and my eyes immediately land on Xander and Chelsea. They weren't even close. He should just dump her now. They are obviously not on good terms now, so he should just dump her now. I don't see the problem.

"Honey, you make it so obvious you have a crush," Jay says to me as I arrive at our table once again. I peel my eyes from them and turned to Jay, slapping his arm, "No. I don't have a crush. He's my brother's best friend for crying out loud."

"You know I watch this movie where that exact same thing happened. And they turned out to be perfect," Troy adds. I crinkle my eyebrows, "What movie was that?"

"Uh I can't remember the name right now... But I assure you, it's a movie."

"Yes, yes, it totally was!" Jay joined. I rolled my eyes at them both and shake my head. I find myself looking in his direction. I do this almost every day. It's become a habit to just stare at him, which is probably why Jay and Troy thinks I have a crush. Little do they know, it's not a crush, far from it.

They continue their conversation about the movie that we all know doesn't exist, while I count down the seconds until bell rings for lunch to end. I got so happy when I realized I only had five minutes. But then those five minutes felt like five years to come, and I slouched in my chair. Xander stands up, alone, and leaves the cafeteria. I guess I'll be the last one there, which means I have to wait for these five minutes to be up. I have to wait until the bell actually rings.

"Hey, you guys are coming over tonight. My mom isn't home," says Jay.

I nod at them, "Yeah, sure, okay."

"Great. Troy, are you coming?" Jay asks a bit shyly. I smile at them. How is Troy so oblivious to this?

"Uhm yeah, I guess. Am I not allowed to come?"

"Yes, of course, come."

"Wait... what are you guys talking about?" I asked, stifling a laugh.

"If he was going to come," Jay replies, smiling like an idiot. I nod my head and laughed, just as the bell rang. I stood up from my seat, "Okay, I'll see you guys later, yeah?"

"Yeah, sure, love," Troy says. They both take their time to pack up and stuff, while I was quickly walking out of the cafeteria. I really hope there aren't people at the bleachers or anything like that. If there are, we would obviously have to cancel this meeting. I make my way to the bleachers and found him just sitting there on the highest level. I thought he said behind the bleachers?

"She fucking hates me, Xander..." I say to him as I sit, but not too close. I was still confused about the location, but I just had to voice that. "And she thinks you hate her."

"Can you try harder? I know you, and you probably spoke so aggressively to her," he says, running his fingers through his hair. He's right, but I can't really change my voice. It's how I speak.

"Can we please go somewhere else?" I ask him. I'm totally fine with having this conversation, but not here, where I can barely sit next to him. I want to touch him and call him 'babe'. I can't do that here because someone could hear or see us. I hate fucking sneaking.

"Okay, fine. Behind the bleachers," he says, then waited for me to stand up. I made sure there was absolutely no one around and we quickly made our way behind the bleachers. I felt so much more comfortable here. People can come on the bleachers but they won't be able to see us, especially where we are.

"Listen, I'll try, okay. But if she continues to be like this I don't think I would do that shit. I mean she doesn't even seem like she wants friends."

"Yeah, that's how she is..."

I bit my bottom lip. Xander stepped towards me and I rest my hand on his chest. I smiled as he stepped back a bit. "You don't want to kiss me?" he smirked.

"Nope," I shake my head. He laughed, "Okay, fine. Have it your way. I'm going to class."

"No you aren't," I roll my eyes and pull him back toward me. His eyes held amusement and I couldn't help the smile tugging at my lips. He hugged my waist while pulling me closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and laced my fingers through his hair. As out lips joined, we were interrupted by the sound of feet on the bleachers.

"Shit," we say simultaneously in a whisper. I held his arm and bite my bottom lip. No one can find us here. Everyone in the entire school knows how much I hate this guy. I cannot be seen here, and he can't be seen here with me either. I don't even know who these people are that's up there, but I'm hoping they don't look down. They should just leave.

"I fucking hate this shit," I grumble.

"Shut up."

I roll my eyes. I am the most impatient person on earth. I just cannot wait, and this right here, is killing me. I need to leave this stupid thing. It's not like they could do anything. They are probably a bunch of freshmen wannabe rebels. I'm a senior, I could give them five bucks and tell them to scram. Right?

"I'm going out," I tell him. His eyes widened, "And what about me? Will I just stay here?"

"Come out if you want."

"Seriously?" he scoffed. I kiss his lips softly then walked away. He whispers shout my name but I ignored him. I walk out from under the bleachers and went to the girls. They looked exactly like freshmen. It's sad.

"Hey, what are you guys doing out here? Don't you have class?" I ask them. The obviously leader of the group of three said, "We're ditching. So you can leave now."

Bitch. Who does she think she is? She just entered fucking high school. What the fuck?

"Okay, I don't know how big you think are, but you aren't. You're probably boss to those two asses, but not me. Go to your class."

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

"A dumb ass bitch who could really use a-"

Xander's voice interrupted me. "Hey! Are you serious, Shae?"

"Fuck off, Xander," I rolled my eyes then walked passed him. I have to say, my acting skills are really good. In the background I hear him apologizing and I smile to myself. He's such a good guy, well besides the fact that he's cheating on his girlfriend with a sexy bitch. But it really isn't his fault. I'm irresistible.

I walk to my locker, deciding to just ditch the last classes. I'll text Jay and Troy to tell them my plan. They obviously wanted to join but they were in class so too bad. I'm only going home so I can lay on the couch and stuff my guts. I know my mum isn't home because she has to work. She's always working, but our relationship isn't extremely bad. She's an FBI agent and thinks she can dictate our lives but Spence and I sat and had a talk with her. Now, she actually acts like a mum and allows us to date and stuff.

I went to my car and quickly made my way to my house. Upon arriving there, I immediately take off my shoes and throw down my bag at the door. I walk to the kitchen. Opening the cupboards, I grab a pack of Oreo cookies and a container of peanut butter. I walk out to the living room with my snacks in hand. To my surprise, I find Spencer watching television.

"Why are you home?" I ask him as I take a seat next to him. Spencer looked over at me, then my Oreos and Peanut butter. He rose an eyebrow, "Why are you home?"

"Because," I reply and open the cookies. I look to the television screen and pop a cookie in my mouth.

"I won't be in tonight," I tell him, turning my head to him. He glanced at me, his eyes holding glee. He's obviously happy. Mum is out tonight and I'll be with Troy ad Jay, he basically has the house to himself. "Don't throw a huge party or whatever..."

"Don't tell me what I can and can't do. I was born first remember," he wore a cocky smirk. I rolled my eyes. Spencer was born five minutes before me. Five fucking minutes! And he thinks he is so much better than me. What an idiot. We aren't twins, we were just born on the same day, five minutes apart. It would completely suck to be his twin, he's way too ugly.

"Dude, five minutes! Five minutes before me, we're basically the same!" I argue.

"Shae, face it, I'm older than you, and better than you, and way more good looking."

I almost choke on my biscuit, "Like fuck you are."'

Spencer laughs and grabs one of my Oreos. I slap him on his arm. Spencer is a cool brother. He obviously gets on my nerves a lot with his failure pranks and stuff, but he can always make me laugh. And he stands by me, and doesn't rat me out to mum. Cool, right? However, right now, it doesn't feel very cool because he's eating my Oreos.

"You act like you're so bad and shit, but in your free time you eat Oreos and peanut butter with your big bro," he laughed at me.

"Okay, first of all, everyone does this, and secondly, you aren't my big bro, your just my bro."

"Whatever. My point is, you're just like the other girly girls," he smiled. My jaw dropped and I hit him, "Take that back, loser!" I continue my abuse. Spencer was only laughing at me. Turns out my lashes did nothing, so I grabbed a throw pillow. He couldn't stop laughing, so eventually I gave up. I hate this guy so much.

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