Wayward Son (Jensen Family #3) (14 page)

When the lesson ended, Gavin and the rest of the
students filed out of the room. Gavin was greeted by a bunch of his
friends waiting for him so they could walk across campus to their next lesson.
He
noticed Angel walking away on her own
and asked his friends just to hang on for him.

“Hey Angel
,
” he calle
d jogging up to her
.
“If you’re free lunchtime, do you fancy
lazing around on the field and swapping music files?”

“I can’t, sorry, I’ve got some art to finish
.
” she shrugged an apology.

“Ok, no prob, I may just go to the band auditions then
.
” H
e turned aw
ay to a chorus of
,
“oh, crashed and b
urned my friend
,
” and
,
“s
hot down in
flames dude
,
” from his
friends. Gavin clutched his chest and dropped to his knees saying
,
“I’m mortally wounded
.
”

“Fool
,
” Angel
responded but she was laughing as Gavin’s friends
dragged
him to his feet, she flicked her long dark hair over her shoulder and left them
to it.

During lunch
,
Gavin had made
his way to the auditorium where the college’s resident rock band were holding
auditions for a singer, their previous one had emigrat
ed
and left them in the lurch for the forthcoming battle of the bands competition.
Gavin hadn’t been in a band since leaving his Gloucester home town and sorely
missed it.

The auditorium was packed with potential singers and their pods of
supporters, Gavin
was no exception, his friends
having forgone their usual football game to show him their support. It was
stiflingly hot in the auditorium, as it was situated next to the staff room and
not sound proofed in the slightest, the faculty had insisted that all
doors and windows remain closed at all times as they didn’t
want to be blasted out of their inner sanctum by teenagers belting out rock and
metal music.

Gavin pulled off the long sleeved t-shirt he had been wearing over his
black vest top and settled down,
waiting for his
turn, making sure to drink plenty of water and munching on a stick of liquorice
to help his voice.

He was the third singer to be called and was midway through his second
song when he spotted Angel and Kiera sneaking in via the side door. H
e lost sight of them when they sat behind a large crowd of
girls at the edge of the room.

“Bloody hell he looks good in that
,
” Angel whispered to Kiera
.
“Sorry, I know
you two are involved but credit where it’s due, he is damn fine looking
.
”

Kiera giggled
,
“He looks
better without his clothes
.
”

“Whore
,
” Angel grinned.

“Angel, if you are interested in him, don’t let what he and I get up to
put you off, we aren’t dating, oh that sounds good
,
” Kiera said as Gavin began to sing a
Saliva track.

“I don’t know, I
do like him and I feel relaxed
around him but I’m seeing Quinn and I also like being with him
.
”

“But do you trust Quinn?”

“Yeah I guess
,
” Angel mused.

“You guess? Do you trust Gavin?”

“Actually, yes I do, so far he’s been nothing but honest with me and he’
s very funny whereas Quinn always seems to have an ulterior
motive to everything he does
.
”

“Quinn just can’t understand why you two have been dating for six months
and you still won’t let him in your pants
,
” Kiera commented.

“I won’t let him in my pants be
cause at the
moment he’s being twat of the century
,
” Angel huffed.

“He’s always being twat of the century; if I was you I’d dump Quinn and
give Gavin a try at least he’d make popping your cherry memorable
.
”

“Kiera, is that all you think about?”

“No, I just
find it hard to believe that you
are nearly twenty years old and still a virgin
.
”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of
,
” Angel defended herself “Anyway, I couldn’t date Gavin while you and he
are at it
.
”

“Don’t you worry about me, he has some friends coming dow
n at the weekend, there’s a bunch of us heading down to the
beach, you and twat of the century should join us
.
”

“I’ll see what he says
.
”

“Cool, look, I’ll see you in Maths, I really need the loo
,
” Kiera gathered her things and left.

Angel stayed for the re
mainder of the auditions
then slowly began to make her way out of the auditorium.

“So what did you think?” Gavin came up behind her as she reached for the
door.

“Obviously singing is something else you do exceptionally well
,
” she told him
.
“Have the band s
aid anything to you?”

“They’ll let us know in the next couple of days
,
” he replied
.
“Hold this for a sec
,
” he handed her his bag while he pulled
the long sleeve t-shirt back over his head
,
“Thanks
,
” he took his
bag “I don’t do everything well
,
” he told her
.

“Name something you can’t do then
,
” she demanded, they were walking closely side by side down the long
corridor that led from the auditorium to the maths block
.
T
he corridor was heaving with fellow students but it may as well have been
deserted for all
the notice the pair took.

“I can’t ski
,
” Gavin said
.
“But I can snow board
,
” he shrugged.

“How does that work?” S
he asked.

“I’m a guy right? You girls are always saying that us guys only have one
brain cell
,
so why the hell
would I want to split it to control two planks of wood
,
when I can keep it
intact and just control one?” H
e grinned.

“You’re such a moron
,
” she hit his
arm, laughing all the time.

“Careful, you’ll hurt my feelings again
,
” he laughed with h
er, “I also suck big time at video games, I can’t roller
skate in any form, skateboard or ice skate, so you see, I’m not good at
everything
,
” he finished.

“Enough
,
” she wheezed,
almost crying with laughter
.
“I admire your
ability to take the piss out of yo
urself
.
”

“That is one of my many talents
,
” he agreed, he glanced up as Quinn passed by on Angel’s other side, she
hadn’t seen him and Gavin wasn’t about to point him out.

“Well, I’ve got Maths so this is my stop
, I’ll meet you at work later?”
S
he asked.

“Y
eah, my shift ends at six
.
”

Quinn was sweetness and light on the way home, he even stopped to pick up
the Chinese take away that Angel had mentioned she fancied earlier in the day.

“How was your tennis match?” Angel asked as she busied herself putting
the
empty cartons in the bin.

“Good. I won of course” Quinn gloated
.
“What di
d you get up to at lunchtime?” H
e asked.

“I finished some outstanding pieces of art then Kiera and I went to watch
the auditions in the auditorium
,
” she said
coming to sit next to him
.

“You went with Kiera?” H
e questioned.

“Yes, didn’t I just say that?”

“You did. If you went with Kiera, how come I saw you coming out of there
with Gavin?”

Angel sighed; she knew where this was going. Quinn had been complaining
all week about her spending
time with Gavin.

“He was auditioning, Kiera left early so he walked me to my Maths lesson
,
” she explained.

“You walked right by me and completely ignored me
,
” he told her.

“I’m sorry, I obviously didn’t see you
,
” she apologised.

“If you hadn’t been gazing
into his eyes you
might have realised I was there
.
”

“I wasn’t gazing into his eyes
,
” she protested.

“Yes you were, you were laughing and playing with your hair the way you
do when you fancy someone
,
” he accused.

“It’s not a crime to have a laugh with a fr
iend
.
”

“Oh, he’s a friend now is he? Is that why you’ve been spending all your
time with him instead of me? Quinn demanded.

“You know full well he’s tutoring me
.
”

“In what exactly? Doing practical Biology I bet
.
”

“It’s your fault I’m spending so much time
with
him, so why don’t you just drop it?”

“How the hell is it my fault?”

“You just had to go and taunt him about the things I told you in
confidence. If you had kept your big mouth shut he wouldn’t have gone for you
and his punishment wouldn’t be tutoring
me
.
”

“Don’t be so ridiculous
,
” Quinn bristled
“Even if you are right, which you aren’t, you are having far too much fun with
this tutoring business for it to be completely above board and you enjoy his
company far too much
.
”