Chapter 18

**Jason**

I walked back to my room with my towel wrapped around my waist and went inside my closet. Argh, I really needed to do some laundry because most of my clothes were dirty.

"You should wear this," she smirked holding up a blue t-shirt, "makes you look sexy." She was only saying that because blue was her favorite color.

"What are you doing here?" I raised an eyebrow as I took the shirt from her.

Taylor let out a laugh and went to go sit on the edge of my bed. "you tell me." I shook my head. I didn't know what she was doing here either.

I haven't seen her in two years. She looked good though; she was wearing the same clothes from that night and her curly blond hair was shiny and bouncy as always. I ignored her as I dropped my towel and got dressed. I took her advice and wore the blue shirt.

"I love your room!" she exclaimed enthusiastically, her voice rising.

"Keep it down." I shushed her, "What if Blake hears you?"

"Well," she sighed, "since I'm just a figment of your imagination, we won't have a problem with that." She did have a good point. Why was she here though?

I loved seeing her though, reminds me of old times. Taylor King is the only girl I ever loved. We met on the first day of school of freshmen year when she was the only one who would talk to me since I was the new kid and everyone thought I looked threatening.

"I've missed you," she spoke, "but you forgot about me." She frowned. I hated to see her sad but I couldn't go down this road again.

"Don't do this." I huffed.

"We were so good together."

"Then maybe you shouldn't have fucked my cousin Taylor." I said angrily.

"And maybe you shouldn't have killed me." She yelled back.

"That's not what happened and you know it."

"All I know is that one minute I was alive and the next minute you drove us into a lake and only one of us survived." She continued to yell.

"I didn't mean to," I cried, "it was an accident."

"Just admit that you killed me!"

"Get out my head," I plead.

"If that's what you wanted then I wouldn't be here." She was right. My mind wandered off to the first time I imagined her; it was right after the incident. She was in my room like nothing had happened and we talked as if everything was okay. My mom came into my room and asked me who I was talking to. When I answered Taylor, she thought I was nuts.

Maybe I am nuts.

A knock came from the other side of the door. "Jason?" Blake called out, "we have to leave for school soon."

"I'm almost ready." I replied.

"Can I come in?" she asked. I wanted to say yes but I wasn't ready for Taylor to meet Blake yet. I looked to where Taylor was sitting but she was gone and I was alone.

"Yeah you can come in." The door to my room opened and Blake walked in. She looked so hot, I could barely contain myself.

She gave me a concerning look. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"I heard you talking to someone on the phone and you seemed really upset."

I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion; I didn't recall a time when I was talking on the phone. Then I realized she was talking about when I was yelling at Taylor; well technically yelling at myself.

"Everything is fine." I assured her.

"Are you sure?" I nodded. I didn't want to worry her. "Whose Taylor?" She asked nonchalant but I can see the curiosity in her eyes.

"She's nobody." I brushed it off. She gave me a look that said she didn't believe me but I shrugged in response. I didn't want to tell her about Taylor.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the cheeks. "I made breakfast." She said.

"That's too bad because I only want you for breakfast." I smirked. "How much time do we have?"

"Ten minutes." She grabbed me by the neck and pulled me in for a kiss.

The kiss got more intense and after a few minutes, she pulled back. We only had a few minutes and I didn't want to waste it so I gently pushed her on my bed and climbed on top of her.

I placed my hands on Blake's thighs and she began rubbing my manhood through my jeans. Our lips pressed against one another and my tongue slipped into her mouth once again. My penis hardened and I resisted the urge to rip her pants off and take her right there. But she said no sex.

"You're so sexy." I said bluntly as our lips parted ways.

"I want you." She groaned in my ears. I took that as a green light and quickly pulled down her skirt and threw her panties aside.

**Blake**

Jason and I fooled around more than ten minutes so we were running late as Jason and I got in his car and we drove off. I hated being late but I couldn't help myself. With Jason driving, it gave me time to think and unsurprisingly, my mind began to ask questions about Taylor. I couldn't stop thinking about who that would be. Jason and I have a good thing going and I didn't want to loose that.

Jason kept glancing at me every once in a while with a raised eyebrow, most likely wondering what I was thinking about. To reassure him, I grabbed his free hand and kissed his knuckles which earned me a laugh.

By the time we got to school, we already missed the first two classes so we had to sign in the main office.

***

School was uneventful and I was thankful when lunch rolled around. This time Ash and I sat with the dance crew. I loved those girls and they were really fun to be around.

"Hey chica." Jamie was the first to greet us.

"Hey." I smiled. I sat across from her and Ash sat beside me.

"Did you come up with the routine for the pep rally yet?" Alex asked, taking a bite from her burger. I always been jealous of how Alex could practically eat whatever she wants and not gain a pound.

"Yes," I replied, "we going to discuss it after school today." Even though I'm the captain, I don't want to feel like a dictator so I let everyone put their input on our routines.

Suddenly, Jason was at the foot of our table with Dave in tow.

"Can we sit here?" he asked, flashing us his famous smirk. He winked at Jamie who blushed and started giggling uncontrollably. I rolled my eyes.

"Of course." Alex said, giving Jason a seductive smile.

Jason set his tray and took a sit beside me and Dave sat next to Ash. I got the evil eye from practically every girl except from Ash.

"Hey sis." Jason smirked, putting emphasis on the word sis.

"Hello." I find it weird that he called me his sister. Jason placed his hands on my thigh and started stroking it. Thankfully, no one could see him.

"So Jason," Joanne spoke, a smiled plastered all over her face, "any plans tonight?"

"Not really." Jason shrugged as he continued to stroke my thighs.

"My parents are out of town and you should come over." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Did this girl just bluntly asked him out? Can lunch time get any more weird and awkward?

Yes it can.

As I ignored Joanne blatantly flirting with Jason, my eyes scanned the cafeteria and it landed on Nicole. She was making her way down the cafeteria and she almost looked kind of sad. She stopped right at our table.

Not again.

"Can I sit here?" She asked, almost pleading. Instead of greeting her with open arms like they did with Jason, everyone glared at Nicole.

"No," Ash scoffed, "the slut table is over there." Ash pointed to the table where the cheerleaders were sitting at. Everyone started and I stifled a laugh; I can't help feeling a little bad for Nicole.

Nicole ignored her and took a sit next to Alex and everyone looked at Nicole bewildered.

"Since I don't want to get the smell of slut on me, I'm going to move." Alex grabbed her tray and got up to leave. Everyone soon followed and went to go sit at another table; only Jason and I were left alone with Nicole.

"Blake-"

I interrupted her. "What's your deal Nicole?"

"Look-"

"No you look," I argued, "you've been trying to destroy my life ever since first grade and you got pregnant by my boyfriend. Do you want me to say it out loud? Fine! Congratulations, you won. Now stay the fuck away from me."

I grabbed hold of Jason's hand and we got up from the table. "You okay?" he asked.

I nodded. "Let's just get out of here."