Young Annabelle Series: Young Annabelle, the Truth About James, What My Heart Wants (45 page)

Then it got worse. And when I say worse, it was more like, ‘I can’t believe it could get worse’ kind of way.

This guy had no shame.

At all.

“Oh James….more,” James moaned quietly in a soft feminine-like voice. “I want you James,”

My jaw literally dropped to the floor. What was he thinking?

DURING CLASS?!

What was wrong with him? He was such a stupid asshole!

While Mr. Doors lectured loudly at the front, I could hear giggles from the students sitting around us. They could obviously hear James moaning. It took everything I had to not get up and hit him. I had to stay calm.

“Baby, you make me feel so good,” He kept on going in the same hushed feminine voice. “Harder…faster, do me faster…..make me explode right now.”

The bell rang and I quickly stuffed my notebook into my bag.

I shook my head, desperately trying to keep my side to him so he wouldn’t see my heated face. I knew my face was turning red. After a few moments to collect myself, I faced him. He sat, leaning into his chair with a smirk on his face.

“What?” James sneered quietly. “You got something you want to say?”

I exhaled through my nose. “Yeah, I do.” I got up from my seat and leaned into him. “You’re a dumbass.”

“Anything else?” James’s face became serious.

“There are too many things I want to call you right now.” I leaned back. “But I have to get to second period.”

James got up and stood beside me, eyeing me firmly. “That’s too bad,” He murmured. “I like it when you insult me.”

His fingers found their way to my bare arm, instantly resulting in intense shivers that I had to restrain my body from showing. I gave him a scowl, grabbed my backpack and rushed out of the room.

Note to self…..don’t stand too close to James in fear of his toxic….yet alluring touch
.

Damn it!

*~*~*

By the time it was lunch time, I was beginning to notice more and more ‘boys’ looking at me funnily. I hadn’t seen Josh since this morning, and thanks to James, and because I was almost positive I didn’t have any classes with Josh, I probably wouldn’t see him again.

If James did that with every guy that approached me, there was no way I could move on.

What was wrong with him!

Jenna was already in the cafeteria by the time I made it to my locker. I had a few things to finish up last period and I was running a little behind. So far, fighting back wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. The ‘James’ from yesterday seemed to have dimmed down a bit….okay more microscopic…but still….I’d take any advantage I could get. He was strong and really good at fighting back, especially with his words. I wasn’t an idiot and I knew that I couldn’t take him on if he was at a hundred percent.

I just hoped he’d stay out of my way during lunch. Or else, I might have to cause another huge scene. A little show for the cafeteria wasn’t on the agenda today, but I could make it work if need to.

I entered the cafeteria and its loud soundtrack collided into me instantaneously, making me flinch from the high volume of it. I found Jenna at the same table as yesterday, but decided to head straight for the lunch line. I was actually starving today. Using every ounce of courage to walk into school looking like ‘not’ me had been draining, then adding dealing with James this morning, and I was low in fuel. As I took my spot in line, the guys in front of me stopped talking all of a sudden. I knew who they were, but I didn’t really ‘know’ them.

“Hey….Anna right?” And apparently they knew me too. I glanced up at the tall red head in front of me, his blue eyes shining as he smiled.

He was kind of cute.

“Yeah, um…hi.” I stammered back, eyeing his two other friends who were too busy scanning me.

What was his name again?

Damn it....Why was I so bad with remembering names?

I think it started with a ‘D’?

“I’m Derek, don’t know if you remembered, but we had Chemistry last year.” Derek grinned, taking a step closer.

Now that I thought about it, I did remember him from Chemistry last year. But before I had a chance to smile and reply my own memory of him, a mocking voice spoke out first, clearly interrupting our conversation.

“No way!” Peter’s annoying voice exclaimed beside us. “You had Chemistry with our Fireball last year too? What a small world.”

Our Fireball?
I scowled at Peter, who stood with his arms crossed and a sneer across his face, as if he were assessing the situation.

Douchebag!

My heart stopped beating as my sight trailed behind Peter. A few feet behind him stood Tom and Roy. They were busy holding back a very angry looking……James?

I closed my eyes and turned away, groaning. Not this again…God! Why couldn’t they all mind their own business?

Especially him, considering he didn’t care anymore.

“My name isn’t Fireball….it’s Anna.” I stated, eyeing Peter, Roy, Tom and lastly James with a stern look. “And I’m not their anything.”

The cafeteria’s restaurant door popped open and the lunch attendant stepped out. “Next ten,”

“We don’t want any trouble,” Derek’s friend said, pulling Derek away from our messed up little group. My shoulder slumped as the three guys disappeared inside the restaurant.

“You can thank me later.” Peter grinned, putting an arm over my shoulder. I nudged him off and stepped away. He laughed and followed by Roy and Tom, they went back to their table, leaving James and I in a little stare-off.

Why was he acting like this? Did he still care?

I marched slowly up to James, staring into his beautiful green eyes. “You have to let me move on.”

His eyes looked sad for a brief moment before returning back to his usual smugness. He sneered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not doing anything to you.” He walked away without another glance at me, leaving me dumbfounded.

“If you’re not doing anything…then what the hell was that?” I murmured, watching him walk away. I shook my head in frustration and headed into the restaurant before I lost it.

He needed to stop mind fucking me!

I headed to the refrigerator and slid it open, grabbing a salad and water bottle. So much for eating better. Derek and his friends were waiting for the lunch lady to finish their hamburgers.

“Hey Derek,” I called.

“Don’t go there bro,” I heard one of his friends murmur. Don’t go where? I was a free woman?

“Yeah,” Derek answered anyways, ignoring his friend’s warning.

“Sorry about that, those guys are a little crazy.” I laughed, trying to make the situation a little lighter.

“Crazy about you, obviously.” His friend said loudly. “You’re obviously off limits, so, we’re just not going to go there.”

“I’m off limits?” I repeated, confusedly. “I’m not off limits!” 

“You are,” Derek stated. “That James guy was about to pop a vein. We had a two sentence conversation and those guys looked like they wanted to kick the shit of me and my friends. Sorry Anna, it’s not worth it.”

I’m not worth it?

“Whatever.” I murmured. I paid for my food and exited the restaurant. I eyed the popular table, making eye contact with the Kings who were smirking with one another. I headed to Jenna’s table and plopped down, huffing out my frustration.

“What happened now?” Jenna groaned, pulling away from her conversation with Dana.

I sighed. “They won’t leave me alone….he won’t leave me alone.”

Jenna snorted. “Next time, tell me. I’ll kick him in him in the nuts….in front of everyone.”

Everyone at the table burst out laughing, including me.

I stopped laughing and sighed. “He’s mind fucking me. Why?” I told her quietly, but not quiet enough because Dana’s attention was now focused this way.

Dana’s blue eyes met mine. “I know what it feels like.” She said quietly
all of a sudden, looking sad.

“Roy?” I said, remembering Jenna saying something about Dana and Roy having a fight last week. “You guys were together?”

“Were, being the operative word. He thinks he can play with my emotions like I’m a freaking yoyo!” She hissed, shaking her head. “I’m a human being, I have feelings. Good thing was, once I found out what his game was, I dumped his ass.”

“I wish I was more like you
from the start.” I sighed, peeling my salad lid off.

“Better late than never, right?” Jenna added, eyeing the both of us. “Those guys should be off limits, but not because they’re
so popular
, but because they’re diseased!”

“
And for our hearts. I’m never going there again.” Dana added before staring past my shoulder.

“I can’t believe him!” She hissed all of sudden. “I can’t believe him! Right in front of me.”

“What? You can’t believe who?” Jenna asked, looking in the same direction as Dana. Her eyes widened. “No! I can’t believe her.”

“What?” I muttered, twisting my neck to see what they were staring at. The Baseball team and Donna’s hot girl crew were sitting together. James was now sitting at the end of the table with none other than Miss Donna right next to him, rubbing shoulders with him, laughing into his ear, probably at something stupid he’s said. My sight trailed down the table, two people catching my eye, halting the trail.

Roy….and Latisha?

Roy’s arm was over Latisha’s shoulder. Her dark blonde hair was pushed to the side, showing her love sick expression.

“He’s…he’s,” Dana stuttered. “I can’t believe him.”

I turned back, facing her and Jenna.

“Dude, I can’t believe Latisha.” Jenna shook her head, still looking shell shocked at she glared across the cafeteria. “Whatever happened to Swim team members for life?”

“She’s a traitor!” Dana growled, and then got up from the table in a huff. “I’m not taking this crap. They’re going to know! He’s going to know, you don’t mess with Dana Marie Kosopolos like that!”

“What are you going to do?” I almost screeched as she rounded the table. Everyone at our table was looking at her, wide eyed, jaws down, and shocked as hell.

“I’m going to confront them!” She growled.

“Now?” Jenna grinned, fist pumping her approval.

“Hell yeah!” Dana stated. “Just watch me!”

Ugh – oh, here we go again!

“Just watch me!” Dana growled again, marching towards the popular table.

Jenna grinned, pounding the table enthusiastically. “This is going to be so good, maybe even better than those old school Jerry Springer episodes my mom watches.”

How
is this happening?
I thought as I stared at the back of Dana’s Swim team jacket as she charged determinedly.

I thought I was the one fighting back today?

Apparently it wasn’t just me who was ready to bite a certain asshole’s head off, an asshole that wasn’t James for once. Roy was the designated asshole today…or hour.

Roy’s arm dropped from Latisha’s shoulders immediately upon seeing Dana steam roll towards them.

“Roy, what’s the matter?” Latisha asked.  We heard only because the cafeteria became suddenly quieter.

“I’ll tell you what the matter is.” Dana growled before Roy could get a word
out, not that he could even if he wanted to from the way he looked.

Pure terror.

I chuckled at the sight of him.
Who’s cocky now?

“Baby, it didn’t mean anything. I didn’t do anything with her!” Roy stammered, getting off the bench, trying to embrace Dana. She ducked his arms quickly and leaned over the table, getting right into Latisha’s flabbergasted, lip rippling, reddening face.

“Roy,” Latisha stammered, trying to duck her head to the side, but Dana wasn’t having it, making sure her face was the only one Latisha saw. None of the hot girls were getting up to defend her, in fact the entire table at slid down, as in away from Latisha.

She was officially on her own.

“This is better than going to Disney World, I swear to God!” Jenna giggled, deliriously. “Today
is
the best day ever.”

I didn’t know about that, but it was getting crazier.

“I’m so disappointed in you.” Dana snarled into Latisha’s face. Latisha pushed off the bench and tried to stand next to Roy, but he quickly stepped away from her as if she had a contagious disease. Roy reached out for Dana, but she wasn’t having it.

“Don’t touch me, cheater.” Dana growled. She pushed off the table and marched right back into Latisha’s shocked face. “Whatever happened to the oath we made at the beginning of the Swim season? Whatever happened to Swim team members for life?”

“I didn’t cheat on you!” Roy exclaimed, eyeing his boys for back up. Their heads were down. I guess James used the bro-code quota for the week.

Roy was definitely on his own now.

“You dumped him!” Latisha screeched, her lips rippling as she eyed the entire room. It seemed like it was solely focused on her. She was the center of attention now, and not the good kind.