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“That guy’s an asshole,” I say, pointing at whatever-his-name-is. “Me,” I point to myself, “I’m an asshole, but not as bad as him.”
She narrows her eyes up at me. “Really? How is he an asshole then?”
I wince, trying to come up with something, anything, but I’m completely dry.I’m sure there’s something. My asshole radar wouldn’t be going off if there wasn’t.
She shakes her head and clucks her tongue at me, instantly reminding me of said tongue being down Lucas’s throat and not mine. “See?” She leans her head back, giving me an ample view of her long slender neck.
“Fine!” I throw up my hands. “First, Lucas, now four-eyes? I see you’re a busy girl.”
She scoffs. “What?” I cringe at the shrill in her voice.
“You heard me.” I rest my hands on my hips. “I didn’t peg you for the type of girl to open your legs to just anyone, Rachel,” I say, hating how I sound right now.
Why am I making a big deal out of this? It’s nothing! Nothing!
“You,” she stands up and digs her finger into my chest. Startled, I step back, bumping into the table “A guy who shares your women and fucks his way around campus, are slut shaming me?”
I gulp, my mouth suddenly feeling very dry. She looks so cute, scowling up at me, her nail digging into my chest under the fabric of my shirt, and I think if I don’t say anything now I just might kiss her.
No more drinking ever again. NOT EVER.
“It’s different,” I breathe, completely captured by the freckles peeking through her minimal makeup and her slightly parted glossed lips.
“How is it different, Garcia?”
If I don’t get away from her now I really will kiss her. I push her away and turn on my heel, grabbing her cup and downing the rest of the water.Water for the rest of the day. For the whole week. No. THE MONTH.
“It just is,” I yell, quickly stalking back to Lucas.
I hear her laugh bitterly behind me.
I pass by blondie and the brunette, feeling their stares, but deciding to ignore them. It’s nothing. Absolutely nothing. I’m just drunk and need to sober up. Then everything will go back to normal. And I’ll be fine.
“What was that all about?” Lucas asks me, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I’m going to that football game and I am going to focus my attentions where they’re needed. Finding me a cheerleader to fuck. “Seth?” I hear Lucas call when I don’t respond.
I shake my head. “Let’s just get to the game.”
***
I have no clue if we’re winning or losing and I’m not even trashed. In fact, I’ve stopped drinking completely. I can’t stop staring at Rachel on the other end of the bleachers. I don’t know why she has to stand as far away from me as possible.
Well, maybe I do just a bit.
But why does she have to stand next to four-eyes? Four-eyes who continues touching her shoulder and stroking her hair behind her ear; who continues whispering into her ear as if they were sweet lovers. She’s so drunk she doesn’t even know what’s going on. I watch her jump up and down and cheer, clapping her hands and laughing at something four-eyes said.
At least someone is paying attention to the game.
I grind my teeth when I see the wormy asshole take her hand in his. I hate the way she blushes, or the way she smiles. The way she looks at him as if she likes him. My heart stops.What if he takes her somewhere? She’s so drunk she might just follow him.
“Excuse me,” I say to Lucas, pushing him to the side.
Lucas, the big oaf that he is, stumbled backwards. “What the fuck man?”
I ignore him and continue shoving my way through the bleachers until I’m worming myself in the middle between jerk-off and Rachel.
She sighs. “What the hell are you doing?” She asks, thankfully her words aren’t so slurred as before, but her eyes are still a bit bloodshot. Thankfully, her cup is filled with water.
“There’s a better view here,” I say, looking down at the game. Oh, so we are winning, great. “Go, Hunter!” I shout, clapping my hands. I look down at Rachel, whose arms are crossed with a scowl. “Why, did I worm in on the little date you were having?” I touch my chest, looking pained. “Poor Lucas will be so heart broken.”
