Sergio Carvajal as Xander Wilde :]

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H E' S M I N E

C H A P T E R – T W E N T Y - F O U R

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"I seriously don't think this is necessary," Chelsea said to me as we walked down the hall. I don't get why she's nervous to see Xander. It's not like he's some kind of brutal wanted murderer. He's just her ex. She would like to be friends again, but she feels bad about how she ended things with him. I don't get why, but that's just me. I'm cold hearted that way.

Spence is out, as usual, and my mum is at work. After these two do what they have to do, Jay and Troy are coming over. We are supposed to go shopping tomorrow, Graduation is on Thursday and on Friday we'd be doing make-up and hair. We only have today to hang out. Tomorrow, Thursday and Friday are busy days.

"Chelsea, you suggested it," I laugh softly. She groaned, "Well, I'm un-suggesting it. What if he hates me and it becomes really, super awkward?"

"He doesn't hate you. He's Xander, he loves everyone." Its fricking crazy how true that statement is. He's such a passive guy. I mean, he doesn't take shit, but he doesn't hurt people's feelings either. He's just so loving it seems impossible. He doesn't hate her. If he hated her he wouldn't have agreed on coming to meet his ex. He would have made up some kind of silly excuse.

I don't even get why she's nervous. She's been with him for a while, she's supposed to know him, right? I sigh and shook my head. Chelsea walked down the stairs a little bit ahead of me, then abruptly stopped. He was in the living room, and she's like two meters away from the entrance. How silly. I wonder if this is going to be awkward? I mean, Xander would be in the same room as his present and ex-girlfriend. And as if it's not already strange, we're great friends. I think that's weird as hell.

I took her hand and pulled her into the living room. She tried to protest but failed I pushed her to sit on the couch. I sat opposite them, only because I trust them both. If it were any other girl I'd be clinging onto Xander like scales on fish. But right now, I'm even considering leaving, as they are so fucking boring.

"Well he's here..." I smile.

"Shae, please," Chelsea says. This really is awkward, but for Chelsea. I wonder what's going on in her head right now. I wish she would just come out and ask him. He won't bite her head off. I slouched in my seat and focused my eyes on my phone in my hands. Eventually they began speaking, but nothing of interest. On my phone, I was simultaneously texting Spence and playing a game. Spencer was at his friend's place. He never seems to be in his own fucking home. He likes other's houses more than his own. What the hell? I would totally pick my home, where my comfy bed is, than some friend's place. Well besides Troy, I find his bed really soft.

"Was this your plan from the beginning?" Xander's question was directed to me but I was so confused. I think my face said it all and he went on to say, "You're going to prom with Spence so Chelsea can go with me?"

"What? No," I scoff then glance down at my phone. Spence texted.

"Maybe you aren't a bitch after all," Chelsea said to me. I roll my eyes, "Please stop. Lying is unnecessary. Are you guys done. I mean, friends?"

Xander glanced at Chelsea, then they both nodded. It would be tremendously hilarious (and fucked up) if they both fall back in-like and have a relationship behind my back. I'd trip. But then I'd get over it and maybe we could have had a threesome or something.

Just kidding.

"So what now?" Chelsea asked, "What do you usually do?"

"Do you really want to know?" I roll my eyes and switch off my phone. I stood up, "Are you guys hungry?"

"Uh no..." Chelsea replied, but Xander said yes.

"I'm calling over Jay and Troy," I announce as I walk to the kitchen. We were going to hang out today alone, but I guess it would be okay to have two additional people. Plus, I think the guys would like to see Chelsea and I being friendly again. So basically, everyone wins.

From the cupboards I grabbed bags of chips. That's basically all the snacks I have here. I have some health bars which belongs to my mother, but no one would eat that, plus mum would kill me. She loves that shit. I think these chips belongs to Spence, though. I think I would just take two bags and leave like five bucks for him when he gets back.

After getting Jay on the phone and telling him what's going on, he happily agreed, then I heard Troy agreeing in the background. I shake my head slowly and end the call. I stick the phone in my pocket and shove a pack of chips under my arm. I open the first pack, which I already claimed as mine because it was barbeque, and I began eating out of it. Chelsea and Xander could share this. Oh, that's right, she isn't hungry.

"Guess what I got!?" I hollered as I walked to the living room. Xander turned to me and rose an eyebrow, "No drinks?"

"I asked if you were hungry, not thirsty."

"I thought it was understood," he says. He sounds as annoying as me, which is horrible. No one should be annoying as Shae Vega.

"Will you just eat the chips and shut up?"

"Fuck no," he took the chips anyway and I rolled my eyes. I walked to my single seater couch and plopped down. "What are you doing tomorrow?" I asked Xander.

"I don't know, stay at home, drink beer. What else is there to do?"

"Have you brought your suit?" Chelsea asks him. That's probably going to be a 'no'. It fucking surprised me that Spence actually brought his. Guys are so lackadaisical sometimes.

"I'm not buying a suit. I wore a suit when my mum got re-married, so that's what I'm going to wear," he shrugged.

"Seriously?" I scoff, "Are you attending graduation?"

"Are you?" Chelsea asked. Isn't she supposed to know this? I've said this a million times. I'm not attending graduation. It's too stressful and really boring.

"No, Chelsea, I'm not," I drawl. She looked over and asked Xander the same question. He didn't even seem sure of his answer, "Uh I don't know. If I feel like it..."

"Don't go, Xander..." I pout and he chuckled lightly. I want him to stay home with me. I'm not going to demand it but I'll be persuasive as possible. I know its high school graduation which is supposed to be a grand ending, but I just don't find it to be as hyped. It's just a bunch of long boring speeches by people we don't know and don't care about. I know the guys definitely want to go graduation, but I totally think it's underrated.

"It all depends on how I feel on Thursday," Xander shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and threw a throw pillow at him.

"Hey, can I use the bathroom?" Chelsea asked politely. That's so weird. I don't think anyone has ever asked me that before. All of my friends are rude and pushy and just walk to wherever in my house without my permission. It's cool, though, because I do the same shit. I nod my head at Chelsea and she flashed a small smile then stood from her seat. She walked out of the living room awkwardly and I couldn't help but laugh.

"She's so weird," I smile at Xander.

"Will you be alone on Thursday?" he asked me seriously. I nod my head, "Spence is going and so is my mum."

"Do you want to be alone?" he asked me, raising a single eyebrow. I smirk, "Do you want to stay with me?"

"And miss my high school graduation ceremony? For a girl?" he clutched his chest. I groaned and ran to him, plopping on his lap. He let out a fake cry in pain then hugged my waist. "I'm not just a girl. I'm the girl, the one and only girl."

"I can't really disagree..." he smiled and kissed my lips softly. I leaned in to kiss him again, but was interrupted by Jay and Troy making the world of noise as they entered my house. I kiss Xander's cheek instead, then stood up and walked to Jay and Troy. I greeted them with a hug each.

"What are you guys doing?" Jay asked as he walked into the living room. By this time, Chelsea was back and sitting next to Xander. I took my seat on the single couch one again, watching as the guys began to squeal when they saw Chelsea. They hugged as though they were the best friends from since the beginning of freshman year. I rolled my eyes at them then looked over at Xander. He made a random funny face and I began to laugh.

They all continued to hug and talk to each other and Xander and I were just sitting there. I feel like an outcast in my own fricking clique. Xander stood up and came to where I sat. He crouched down in front of me. He took a chip from my bag and smirked at me.

"What are you doing?" I smile.

"I'm bored. Let's just leave them down here and we go upstairs..."

"I'm not going to have sex with my best friends right down here," I laugh softly. His hand ran up my thigh and he bit his bottom lip.

"You're like totally always horny, I swear," I grin and take his hand, and entwined our fingers. My finger traced his bottom lip and he opened his mouth taking my finger in. I smile and removed my finger.

"I'm supposed to do that," I laugh.

He shrugged, "Fine." He reached up and his finger went into my mouth. I sucked his index finger and winked at him as he slowly pulled it out.

"That finger's too small though..." I say softly to him.

"You want something bigger?" he asks for only me to hear. I lean down and kiss his lips briefly then bit his lip as I pulled away. Xander grinned at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Are you guys with us? Or like in your own world?" Troy pelt a throw pillow at us and Xander caught it. I begin to laugh as he threw it back at them.

"So, Chelsea, you're okay with this?" Jay asked. Xander took a seat on the ground, between my legs facing them. Chelsea nodded her head, "Uh yeah. I mean, I guess I'm over Xander..."

"Really, you're over me?" Xander smirked. I slapped his shoulder softly and he began to laugh. Chelsea laughed also, "I'm serious though, Xander wasn't actually like a boyfriend, he was just someone I could lean on..."

"I'm right here. And I think I was a good boyfriend," he says. I hate this conversation. I get she's over him or whatever, but just hearing her call him 'boyfriend' although their over, is pretty annoying and I really just want it to stop. I guess these are the cons of being your boyfriend's ex-girlfriend's friend. Chelsea would find it totally normal to talk to Xander about that shit, but it's not normal to me. I know, I kind of suggested the whole idea of them being friends but I only asked to be polite. She could have refused.

I bite my lip and my eyes flickered to Jay, who was already watching me. We held eye contact for a while before he finally said, "Can I talk to you, Shae?"

"Yes," I reply. Just because I'm a bitch, I kissed Xander before I stood up to leave. Jay also kissed Troy, but they're just naturally that affectionate. I walk up the stairs and into my room with Jay, just to prevent anyone from hearing.

"Are you okay with this?" he immediately asks me. I push some of my hair behind my ears and cleared my throat. I nodded my head, "Uh yeah, it's just that..."

"You feel uncomfortable?" he reads me like a book. There is no way I can ever lie to this guy. Of course I feel uncomfortable. She's his ex. I mean, I play it off as though I'm Okay, but it's just not right.

"I know I wanted them to be friends or whatever, but it just feels weird now. To me. I know it's pretty normal for you guys..."

"Shae, if you aren't feeling comfortable, it'll rub off on us and then all of us will be sad," I don't get what that has to do with what I just said, but okay.

"Whatever," I mumble, "I can get over it..."

"I can't seem to believe that," Jay say to me.

"Please believe it. I mean, I trust Xander, like a huge lot. So I'm good." I think. I don't know if I might suddenly want to strangle her when I see her talking to Xander.

"Are you sure?" he pressed. I bit my lip and nodded, "yes. I am sure."

"Okay..." he says, "So when is the world going to know about your new relationship?"

"I don't care. I mean, it's my relationship with Xander, not the world. They'll find out whenever they find out."

Jay nodded his head, "I would have dated you if you were a guy, you know."

"Lies," I scoff, "Everyone knows you heart belongs to Troy," we began to walk out of my room. I'm now questioning why the hell we came all the way up here just to say about two lines. We should have gone in the kitchen or something.

"That's true. But You know you occupy like a quarter of it."

"And three quarters belong to Troy, I feel insulted," I roll my eyes. We were skipping down the stairs together as we spoke, which required a lot of breathing.

"Don't be. You were like the first quarter," he claims, which doesn't really help my fake broken heart.

"Liar! No one loves me!" I am such a great actress.

"I know one person who definitely does," Jay replied as we turned into the living room. I bite my bottom lip, "Very true."

Xander was sitting on my couch and I went to him, while Jay went to Troy. I took his lap as my new seat and my arm went around his neck. "I could just tell you were talking about me," Xander smiled.

"Now why would I do that? There isn't really much to talk about."

"Well of course there isn't much to talk about, you're usually too busy choking on I-" I immediately clasp my hand over his mouth to stop him from continuing that disgusting sentence.

"Oh my gosh, Xander," I begin to laugh and he licked my hand.

"Oh my gosh, Xander," he mocked me in a squeaky voice which sounds nothing like me. I slap him playfully and tried not to laugh. I can't believe he's saying these things. I wonder if he's high. Or maybe he's just really horny today. Guys and their hormones....

"Kiss me," I request randomly. Xander laughed, already accustomed to my random moments of craving his attention. He kissed my lips softly then pulled away, but I hugged his neck so he couldn't move away, and the kiss deepened.