Ashley was actually a cheerleader for the football team. As we walked around the party, she introduced and Jacob to so of her teammates. Of course, I got a barrage of questions about what happened after I was arrested today.
I gave them a brief rundown and the girls seed impressed or at least entertained by the story.
After a few drinks, I noticed Jacob relaxing a bit. He eventually joined the rest of the crowd and started dancing like he was born for it.
All this ti, there was this one guy leaning against the wall who kept giving dirty looks. I didn't know who he was or what his deal was.
Around 8:30 PM, it was getting dark outside. They actually had so party lights going in the living room so it was pretty nice. They turned to music even louder and with people already a bit drunk, it was almost impossible to talk unless you went outside.
I had only drunk one beer, so I was quite sober.
Ashley flashed a cheeky smile and leaned in against , "Hey, wanna dance?" she yelled into my ear.
I didn't have anything against it; she was a pretty girl, why would I refuse?
We went up and started dancing next to each other to so lively songs and then a slow song ca on.
Quite a few people left to go outside or moved to the side, making so more space.
Ashley looked at expectantly. I smiled and stepped closer, slipping an arm around her waist. She ca into my arms and we danced together.
Girls love it when a guy masterfully leads them across the dance floor and I had a lot of experience dancing with Alice.
Quickly, the kids around us gave us so more space, and a few watched us dance in awe.
I led her confidently and as the song went on I chose to try a more dramatic move. Gently, I bent her over at the waist as I held her firmly to keep her from falling.
Her blonde hair fell to the floor.
She looked up at , surprised, but her eyes sparkled with excitent and admiration, "Impressive," she said, her breath uneven.
But the fun wouldn't last long, as by this ti, Mr. Dirty Looks had consud enough drinks to convince himself that I had stolen his girl, and he was now man enough to take her back.
After the slow dance, I asked Ashley if she wanted a beer. She said she doesn't drink, so I grabbed us both a can of Coke.
As I was taking my hand out of the cooler, I turned to find a man's fist coming at . I ducked, and he fell forward with his montum.
My first thought was, 'why is this happening to ?'
Everyone turned to look as he jumped at again.
I threw the can of soda as hard as I could at him.
It hit his head, but he stopped only for a second and then leaped at , angry as fuck.
Thankfully, the delay was enough for two boys bigger than to jump him and stop him from going any further.
"What is going on here?" One of the boys asked as he held him down.
"I have no idea. All I know is that this guy tried to take my head off." I said.
"I saw that; I guess you took care of the threat. I'm the captain of the football team, and this guy is my teammate. Will you be so kind and not make a big fuss about this?"
"No problem. Drunk people do so pretty dumb stuff and sotis it cos back to bite you in the ass."
I turned to look at Ashley, "I think it's best if I head out," I said.
I saw that Jacob was having fun talking to so hotties, so I left him to be.
I left the house and Ashley followed into the cool evening air.
She told outside that the guy who attacked was called Noah.
"I always thought he had a thing for , but he never had the guts to ask out. I can't believe he flipped out like that..."
She paused for a second, "I wouldn't have gone out with him anyway, even if he did ask," she continued, shaking her head. "Sure, Noah is a great football player, but he acts like he's God's gift to the world."
"Well, at least this ti, no one goes to jail," I said.
She laughed at that and then I turned to leave, only to be stopped again.
"Hey, Jack! Can I get your number?" She called out to , stepping closer. I could see excitent in her light-brown eyes.
I gave it so thought for a mont and then said, "Sorry, Ashley. I don't like you like that. I hope we can stay friends, though."
I could see a subtle change in her expression, but then she chuckled lightly. "It's just a number," she said playfully.
I sighed, "Alright." I agreed, taking out my phone to exchange numbers with her.
With a nod and a smile, I walked away
When I got back to my house after a short ti, I thought about how silly today had been.
It was only my second day back and already two guys tried to beat into a pulp. And both tis, it had sothing to do with a girl.
...
Over the weekend, I balanced ti with my family while also beginning to build my stamina.
Chloe Flynn, my cute brunette neighbor, caught wind of what happened at school and we had an interesting chat. Our interaction started on shaky ground but eventually found its footing.
Chloe was actually the one purposely prolonging our conversations.
anwhile, Mr. Reynolds did his thing, and by Monday morning, I was back at school.
I didn't tornt any more bullies because they stopped coming to ; the situation with Bob made them stay away.
From Monday to Friday, I attended all classes and teachers started noticing that sothing was different with .
My grades were very good in the first place, but I actually politely asked to get a chance to raise them.
Teachers kept on asking questions, and I answered all of them.
I also wrote the exams that I missed last Friday and a few more this week. I think I could get all of my grades up to straight A's.
After school on Friday, I was picked up by my father, and we drove back to the Winter Haven Police Station for the arranged eting with Bob and his lawyer father.
It was ti to collect what was owed to .
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