Rolling over I rubbed my face trying to wipe the sleep away. The after party last night was another one for the books. There were girls everywhere in little to nothing. I used to wonder why chicks wore so little when they went to parties no matter the weather but once I got to high school I stopped caring. Hey, if you wanted to wear a shirt that stopped right beneath your nipples in thirty degree weather, that's fine by me. Body heat does wonders.

Carefully walking to my bedroom door, my head pounding with each step, I peeked out of my room hoping to find the hallway clear of sleeping bodies. Looking right then left I walked my naked ass to the bathroom. Opening the door a high pitched scream damn near had me jumping out of my skin making my headache go from a ten to a thousand.

"What the hell? Get out!" She screamed from her sitting position on the toilet trying to pull her pants up.

"This is my house! You get out! What the fuck are you doing? Shitting? You just shit first thing in the morning in other people's houses? What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you? You're standing in my face naked as the day you were born without the slightest decency to cover your dick and balls!"

Who the hell does this chick think she is? "This is my house! Wipe your vag and get out!"

"Can I have some privacy?"

Rolling my eyes I exited the bathroom slamming the door behind me so she would know that I was irritated. I needed to have a talk with Tyler and Reid about the morning crew. There needed to be a time for leftover people from the party to be out. Before noon I thought was a giving rule.

"Yo." Turning my head, Reid stood shirtless at the top of the stairs wiping an apple on his shorts.

"What's up Dawson?"

"Did you just get done fucking or something?"

"I was trying to take a shower but there's somebody IN THERE!" I bagged on the door. "How long does it take to wipe? You better not be shitting in my house!"

"Don't rush me!"

"Who is that?" He laughed taking a bite from his apple.

I shrugged my shoulders, "She was here when I walked in. Thought she was yours."

"What does she look like?"

"Black hair, brown eyes, has a mole on her chin."

"You noticed a small mole on her chin?" He chuckled.

"It's not small."

The bathroom door was yanked open and the chick came out looking extremely pissed off. What the hell did she have to be mad about? I gave her privacy to wipe and she took forfuckingever. I didn't even hear the toilet flush or the faucet. Nasty mother-

"It's a birthmark asshole." She walked down the hall with her attitude shoved up her ass.

"She didn't even wash her hands." I said disgusted, closing the door behind me. Walking over to the toilet there was indeed her yellow piss inside. "And drink some fucking water! Your piss should not be this yellow." Flushing, I took my morning piss before turning on the shower.

Lowering my head I let the hot water wet my hair before lathering it with shampoo to get the smell of cigarettes out from last night. Rinsing the shampoo I continued to wash my body and my hair again with care not realizing that I was humming the song I played for Sweets in the car - Sweets! I was supposed to take her out today!

"SHIT!" Yanking back the shower curtain I hurried out the shower slipping on the tile floor. We definitely needed to put a bathmat down before I lost my life.

Running to my room holding my towel securely around my waist I grabbed my phone checking to see if I had any missed calls or texts from her.

{Sweet Girl}: So what time did you want to go to the fair?

{Sweet Girl}: Did you still want to go?

{Sweet Girl}: You don't have to go Jace it's okay

(2) Missed calls: Sweet Girl

"Shit." Dialing her number I put it on speaker as the line rang shuffling around my room trying to get dressed as fast as possible.

The line continued to ring and ring until it went to voicemail. Ending the call I redialed again running back to the bathroom this time finding Reid on the toilet face in his phone. The smell of shit hit me instantly, strong enough to make me gag if I wasn't used to his and Tyler's shit smells.

Walking to the sink I grabbed my toothbrush and the toothpaste putting a decent amount of minty freshness with the promise of whitening on my brush before running it under the water again and brushing.

"You heading out to the rink?"

I shook my head hanging up once it went to voicemail. "Sweets and I . . . Fair." I tried to talk around the bubbles, saliva, and paste without getting any on my shirt or choking. "Dude." I began to complain after spitting. "You're supposed to flush with every drop or spray at least. Fuck."

"You wouldn't have to smell my shit if you brushed your teeth before showering but you didn't. And for your information I do flush with every drop. I think the mixed alcohol gave me the shits though."

Opening the cabinet under the sink I grabbed the air freshener spraying probably too much but I was close to dying and I didn't want Reid's shit smell to be on my clothes . . . Fuck it, I would just have to change.

"Stop trying to kill me!" He covered his mouth coughing.

Spitting for the second time I rinsed off my toothbrush gargling with mouthwash. Staring at myself in the mirror I debated if I should leave my hair loose. Sweets seems to look at my hair as if she wanted to run her fingers through it and I had already messed up so why not try and get on her good side. Just as I heard a turd hit the toilet water I exited the bathroom needing fresh oxygen.

"Jace, wait!" He called after me. Stepping back in the bathroom breathing carefully through my mouth I waited for him to continue. "Paige is downstairs waiting for you."

Rolling my eyes I muttered a thanks before shutting the door behind me. I didn't have time to deal with her right now. She would want to know where I was going, who I was going with since Tyler and Reid weren't coming and if she could come too. I didn't have time for her bullshit today.

Stripping my clothes I tried Sweets again pausing in my underwear when she answered. "Sweets?"

"Yeah?"

"I overslept but I didn't forget about us going out." I lied. "I'm on my way now. You ready?"

"I'm already on my way."

"With your sister?"

"Gosh no." She chuckled. "I ran into Mateo at the coffee shop after you didn't answer and we started talking. I told him about the fair and he said he was going too and offered me a ride."

Clenching my jaw I could feel the rage start to boil in my stomach. Fuckboy knew exactly what he was doing trying to be friendly with Sweets. The girl was beautiful and he would be a fool to not try and talk to her. Apparently, I needed to have words with him before it was his turn to become her partner. Sweets and I were so-called friends plus I still had planned to pursue her once I got back on the ice and we were over this tutor but not really tutor thing.

"I bet he did. Tell the asshole I said hi, will you? I'll see you there."

Hanging up before she could say I didn't need to show with her pretty voice I angrily pulled a black shirt over my head putting my chain from my god-dad back in its rightful place, around my neck, before grabbing my leather jacket.

Heading for the door with no intentions of stopping I got as far as grabbing the door handle when I heard Paige all but scream my name. Inhaling deeply I released the death grip I had on the knob.

"I've been waiting for you."

"What do you need Paige?" I turned back to her as she stood from the couch.

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that your dad has been trying to get in contact with you."

"Thanks."

"That's it?"

Running my hand through my hair in irritation I folded my lips over my teeth trying my fucking hardest not to say anything rude to her. "What exactly were you hoping for? If I wanted to talk with my dad then I would just call him."

"He just wants to know when your games are . . . You didn't tell him you were benched, did you?" I didn't say anything while continuing to look at her. "You know," she moved closer to me, "we should go visit him. Just you and I. We'll be able to have some alone time and you two can mend your relationship." Ending her sentence cupping my face I removed her hand opening the door.

"My relationship with my father is fine but if you want to go see him and need a ride, you should ask Tyler. I'm sure he would love to visit his mom on the way."

Walking out I could hear her follow me to my Jeep. Knowing she was stepping in my every footprint I made sure to use my key to unlock the door and not the entire vehicle.

"Where are you going?"

"Out."

"Oh, you're going on your date with that ice-cream girl?"

I did have an actual date with Sweets today. Damn, I forgot about that too.

Smiling to myself Fuckboy would have to leave without her regardless. We had a date and I would surely remind her of our special plans when I got there. Looking up the Arts & Crafts Fair on Google, I followed the directions and was surprised at the amount of people that were actually here. How did I not know about this?

Turning at the five dollar parking lot, a young lady waited for me to roll down my window. "Hi! Welcome to the Arts & Crafts Fair. Parking is five dollars."

Grabbing the crumbled singles that sat in my change compartment I counted the money trying to smooth them out before handing them over. Smiling in amusement she handed me a parking pass. "Park wherever just make sure to put the pass in one of your windows. Have fun!"

Giving thanks I rolled up the window finding a place to park putting the pass in my window. Getting out, the smell of pumpkin spice filled my nose. There were food stands, train rides for kids, and jewelry making booths. There were a few picture stands scattered around with long lines of teen couples and groups of friends and family. A small field full of pumpkins along with hayrides, a corn maze, and of course a hot chocolate stand next to a hot cider stand.

Walking around for at least two minutes I was already growing irritated. Pulling out my phone to call Sweets, a family of four moved out of my view showing a curvy girl with ginger hair in a braid with a silver flower clip. Looking down at her camera, she was probably flipping through photos as I eyed the side of her face down to those nice jeans that held hands with her curves. The cold had no say in the heat that was warming my lower half . . . I definitely needed to get laid.

Sweets looked up to Fuckboy Cruise and smiled. He wore her camera bag on his shoulder as a boyfriend would do pointing down at her camera. Reaching in her jacket pocket she pulled out her cell and answered, "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Jace, you don't have to come. I'm not by myself -"

"Where are you?" I repeated making no move to bring us closer. I wanted a few seconds to watch her and a few more to get the want of punching Fuckboy in his face out of my head.

"So you're here?"

"I am."

"We're in line. Mateo wanted to take pictures."

"That Carter?" I watched him ask her while I grinded my jaw.

"Yeah."

Watching Cruise lean into Sweets' personal space I could feel his hot breath through the phone as he spoke. "Don't worry yourself Carter. I'll make sure she has fun."

"Turn around Sweets."

Lowering the phone just a little her hazel eyes moved around the people casually walking by until they landed on mine. Her mouth opened just enough to let me know that a change of clothes was the best choice. I made clothes look good regardless.

"Jace." She whispered, not intentionally sounding sexy.

"You make a habit of undressing friends with your eyes, Sweets?"

Seeing Cruise turn around saying something I couldn't hear, Sweets blinked a few times before pointing towards me. "I'm coming."

In time Sweet Girl

"I mean I'll meet you." She hung up getting out of line meeting me halfway with a smile that made her look even more kissable. "Hey."

"Hey." Seeing Cruise make his way over I pulled Sweets into a hug wrapping my arms around her waist instead of her shoulders, where a guy friend would.

Looking at Fuckboy he rolled his eyes. "Jace, I could say what a surprise but we knew you couldn't stay away." He said stopping next to Sweets.

"How could I? We have a date today. So thanks for bringing her. You can leave now. Here, let me help." I grabbed the camera bag from his shoulder and put it on my own. "Say bye to Fuck- Cruise, Sweets." I began pulling her away.

"Jace wait." She tumbled behind me. "Mateo, you can stay. Jace, hold on, he can hang out with us."

"He can't. Don't you have that thing to go to Cruise?" I narrowed my eyes at him, he narrowed them right back for a split second before fixing his face to smile at Sweets.

"I do. Team related actually and since you're still benched Carter," he looked at me. "we don't need you there. Have fun." He smirked before walking away.

Oh, how I wanted to punch him in the fucking face.

Sweets thanked him for the ride as he disappeared in the crowd. Turning to me she let her camera hang crossing her arms underneath lifting her breasts. "Jace Carter, my eyes are up here."

"Hm?" I looked up to her hazel eyes smirking at her pissed stance. "You ready to have fun?"

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"Don't play with me." She shifted popping her hip out and fuck if this fake friendship thing was going to work. My dick was calling to be inside of her and she wasn't helping with this cute attitude. "You didn't want to come and yet here you are chasing off the one person that offered to bring me. He actually wanted to come."

"I actually wanted to cum too." I smirked, waiting for her to catch my meaning.

"Then why didn't you answer your phone? I called and texted you several times."

"I got caught up with some other stuff but I don't want to stand here and argue. Let's have some fun. What do friends do when they go out?" I spotted the jewelry making stand. "They make matching jewelry, right? Bffs and shit?"

Sweets made a face but laughed shrugging her shoulders. "I don't have matching jewelry with Jia or Tink but I do have some with my sister and she's my best friend so, maybe?"

"Well . . . my vote was for some matching shirts but since no one is selling shirts that say she's my best friend, jewelry it is."

"You're so cheesy."

"Only with you so enjoy it. Come on."

Getting closer to the jewelry booth the older man was telling a story to a couple about how he used to make jewelry for his wife before she passed. The variety he had was impressive. Necklaces, bracelets, earrings, ankle bracelets, rings, hair clips, and even toe rings.

Stepping back I watched Sweets reach out carefully, touching a few pieces gently. She was so fucking beautiful.

I've found beauty in girls before but then they opened their mouths and their attitude made them more than ugly but Sweets was different. She actually cared about making a solid friendship with me instead of how fast she could drop to her knees and suck me off. She didn't flirt with me even when I was being extremely corny and noticeable. There was no denying that she found me attractive as well. The way her pupils would dilate when I was close to her. The way she would pause and moisten her lips.

As much as I wanted to have sex with her it was clear that Sweets wasn't the one night stand type and I wasn't ready to date anytime soon. Maybe I should leave her alone . . . but I couldn't. She was too fucking sweet to let go.

"Would you like to pick out a stone and make your own?" The man asked Sweets, getting her attention. He looked up to me. "It makes a beautiful couples gift."

"Oh, we're not -"

"Of course we would." I moved her to my side and kissed her head. "This is our first date." I smiled at the wrinkly man. Not a full lie but not the entire truth. Eh, so what. "What's your favorite color Sweets?" I let her go moving to look at the different array of stones.

Hearing a click I looked up as she lowered her camera. "I don't have one." She said before taking another shot.

Spotting a pale green stone that reminded me of Granny Smith apples I thought of how I wanted it made. "I don't want you to see what I've made you until we give them to each other. You have to go over there." I shooed in a random direction. "Make me one too." Doing something on her camera she bit her lip trying not to smile. Pulling at her sleeve as she took her first step away from me I pulled her back and whispered, "This isn't weird for you, right?"

"No." She smiled.

Watching her go I signaled for the man to come over. "Can I get this as a necklace?"

"Of course." Pulling out a few bills I paid for mine as well as whatever Sweets was making.

Watching her touch different stones, I took out my phone capturing her picture as she did me. I mean it's only fair, right? We're friends and all anyway. Pocketing my phone, I walked over to the man taking my change and listening to his instructions as we made Sweets' necklace. After ten minutes of hard work by myself since he had to tend to other customers, I held the necklace behind my back making my way over to Sweets.

Tapping her shoulder I covered my eyes with my left hand. "You ready to swap our bff gifts?"

"Put your wrist out but keep your eyes closed." Uncovering my eyes I kept them tightly closed giving her my arm. Feeling movement around my wrist I waited patiently until she was done.

Telling me it was okay to open them I did as I was told looking into her lowered hazel eyes before moving to my wrist. Smiling at the blueish gray jewel I lifted it closer to my face turning right then left. "It's perfect. Thank you."

"If you don't like it I can make something else."

"What are you talking about?" I pulled her to my side. "I love it. I don't need anything else." I looked at the older man. "Girlfriends. Always thinking they're never enough."

The man's smiled widened, "My wife was the same way."

"Way to play it up." Sweets whispered low enough for only me to hear.

"Your turn Sweets. Turn around and close your eyes." Handing my phone over to the man asking if he could take our picture I waved my hand in front of Sweets' face making sure her eyes were closed. "Hold your braid up please." Fastening the necklace I was tempted to kiss her neck but instead placed my hand on her waist showing my good boyfriend tendencies to the old man. "Open your eyes."

Touching her neck she opened her eyes gasping at the jewel held by bronze. "It's beautiful." She traced it in awe. I couldn't help but smile at my new friend/temporary fake girlfriend for an hour.

Sweets looked up to me and smiled, raising on her toes kissing my cheek. "Young love is so beautiful." The man said handing my phone back after taking several pictures.

Smiling down as Sweets, she bit her lip rubbing the necklace with her index finger and thumb. Nodding her head, she pulled out her wallet to pay but the man said it was already taken care of on the house winking at me when she looked over to me saying that he was so sweet. I had asked him earlier to take the blame for her cost so she wouldn't get mad that I paid. It didn't need this to be made into a big deal and a petty argument wasn't on my agenda.

We walked around at a snail's pace stopping at a few stands, Sweets took pictures of anything worth capturing. Telling me to stand and wait she disappeared coming back minutes later with pumpkin spice donuts that were afuckingmazing. Never hearing about them before she told me about her pumpkin spice cupcakes and offered to make me a batch which I gladly accepted.

Laughing at me while I went through different options to successfully smuggle the cupcakes in my room without Reid and Tyler noticing, she then offered to bring some to our photoshoot tomorrow. I couldn't say yes fast enough which made her laugh more.

Our conversation died down, becoming a comfortable silence between us before she lifted her camera, taking pictures of children playing in the bouncy houses and dancing to the music that was being played from two sets of speakers. Their giggles brought smiles to everyone passing by. Parents stood aside as their children wiggled in their seats waiting anxiously for their face painting to be finished. Other tables were crowded with pumpkin painting, glitter, and markers.

Looking down to Sweets' red nose I scanned the stands until I saw a hot chocolate stand. Leaving her lost in her work I walked over to the stand. The girl leaning in the window saw me coming and immediately stood shaking her friend beside her that was busy folding the corners of napkins.

"Hey." I rubbed my hands together blowing in them for added effect. "Cold out, yeah?"

"Totally." The girl with a red and black hat smiled. "You want some hot chocolate?"

"How much for two medium cups?"

"Depends." She smirked, making me raise my brow in small curiosity. The way she was looking at me I figured where this was going. "Are you single?"

Well I am so there was no lying there. "I am."

"Then for you I can do . . ." she turned to her friend, talking secretly with her eyes, "two fifty each. Handing over a five I gave her thanks with a flirtatious wink. "I've never seen you here before. This your first time?"

"It is."

"Would you like some hot chocolate?" The girl wearing a blue and purple hat asked. For a second I thought she was talking to me until I turned to find Sweets walking towards us.

"Your nose and cheeks were turning red so I got some hot chocolate at a very nice price." I looked back smiling at the helpful ladies.

"It cost five dollars."

"And I got two for the price of one." I winked.

Rolling her eyes she took the drink I handed out to her sipping the chocolate powder and milk mixture. Licking her lips in a way that made me mentally count to fifty reminding myself to slow it down, Sweets was called. Turning around, a short dark haired Asian girl waved her arms frantically while a taller white blonde girl casually waved from beside her.

"Hey." I heard from behind me. Red and black hat girl handed me a folded napkin. "Call me sometime."

Taking the napkin I smiled at them one last time before following behind Sweets walking backwards. "Thanks ladies." I lifted my cup in a cheers motion before taking a sip.

Once we were in front of a booth with framed pictures. Sweets hugged both girls as I tossed the folded napkin in the trash. Looking up, Sweets watched me and laughed as I shrugged in response. I had no intention on calling that girl. I already had one on my mind way too fucking much . . . Maybe I should call her? Nah, the paper was already in the trash. I wasn't about to go after it.

"Jace, you know Jia and Tink." Sweets said hinting that I knew these girls, which I didn't but nodded anyway.

"Hey ladies."

"Coming to buy some artwork Jace?" The one I think was Jia said.

"Sure." Stepping towards the art on display she gave a little information about the images pointing to a few as she spoke. Turning back to sneak a glance at Sweets, she talked to the taller girl that I believe is Tink, her face more red than before. Noticing that the blush wasn't from the cold made me wonder what they were talking about when Tink quickly looked at me then back to Sweets with a smile.

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