Hell no, not happening, ass clown.
Dirk was the ultra shadier version of me. Sure, I slept around but I wouldn't say I was necessarily a bad person, per se. I never made promises or love devotions to girls just to have sex with them. Dirk played the game differently because he did. The gel-haired prick led girls on telling them he loved them just to wedge his scrawny fingers and cock into their panties then ditch them when he got what he wanted.
"She'll pass. I'll give her mine," I corrected.
"You don't have to work with him if you don't want to," Dirk told Daisy. "And Keegan, just because you share your notes with her doesn't mean she's going to open her legs for you." My chest let out a hard laugh. I couldn’t believe the asshole was actually trying to turn the tables around and accuse me of his games.
"Don't test me, Bates. She's my neighbor, so shut the fuck up."
Dirk might be a little asshole but he also knew not to fuck with me. His had his fair share of my fist in his face when he decided to talk shit about Gabby in the locker room because she didn't put out when he took her a homecoming dance. Yep, the asshole liked to brag and complain about his conquests, and I sure as hell wasn't about to let that happen to Daisy.
"I don't want your notes," Daisy insisted, irritated. "Take your attention and go somewhere else with it, please." Her voice broke at the end, causing my face to drop, but I wasn't going to budge. Let her be pissed at me, oh well.
"I like my attention exactly where it is at the moment. You're not using Dirk's notes and you are definitely not working with him."
Her eyes narrowed into slits. "I'm sorry but you did not become the boss of me because you took me to school. I can use whoever's notes I want to use."
"Tommy told me to keep an eye on you, so that's what I'm doing," I lied. Tommy never said that but the thought of her becoming the victim of one of Dirk's shady cons made my stomach churn. "Alright, let's get this note party started," I told her, opening up my notebook. Shaking her head, she grabbed my notebook of my desk and hastily started copying my notes without saying another word to me.
"YOU'RE TAKING me home?" Piper shrieked when I turned down her street. Her head whipped around quickly and her blonde hair flung into her face.
"I think that's what it looks like," I answered, keeping my focus on the road in front of me. I should have told Piper to find another ride home. Her dad had bought her a shiny new Mercedes convertible but she still insisted on catching a ride with me daily. She was under the assumption that I was clueless why but I wasn't a damn idiot. She was trying to tell the other girls that I belong to her. Yeah right, the chick was highly confused if she thought I belonged to anyone, let alone her.
Even if she was trying to piss a circle around me to show her ownership, it still didn't send the girls away from me. They didn't care and plenty of them were still willing. Shit, I had just hooked up with her best friend last weekend. She sure as hell wasn't worried about Piper's apparent "claim" on me, so it had never bothered me before. But for some reason, with Daisy seeing us, it did.
"But we usually go over to your house after school," Piper whined, attempting to seductively whisper but making sure she was loud enough for Daisy to hear her. Her hand settled on my thigh then moved up to start rubbing my cock. I stopped her hand, moving it away and back her own lap. Piper tilted her head to the side, raising a brow. It wasn't unusual for Piper to give me road head or for us to jump in the backseat before I dropped her off.
I told myself I was just pissed at her because she was lying. Sure, she did come over after school sometimes but it wasn't a daily thing like she was trying to insinuate. I only had Piper over when I felt like getting laid and surprisingly, I didn't want any of her at the moment.
"I've got some shit going on tonight," I replied, stopping in front of her house. My eyes traveled to my rearview mirror at the sound of a loud beep coming from the back seat. Daisy glanced down at her phone and I noticed her face fall. The girl barely said a few words after our argument in class and had stayed silent since she got in the car. My vision stayed on the mirror, watching her shove her phone roughly into her bag before wiping a watery eye. A tight ball formed in my throat when I noticed her hand brush away a fallen tear.
My attention to her was broken when Piper leaned over, grabbed my face and pulled it towards her. Pressing her lips against mine, she opened her mouth and slid her tongue along the outline of my lips. I cringed, not opening my mouth to allow her access. Fuck, I'm sure Daisy was uncomfortable. She groaned, rubbing my dick one last time before pulling away. "Call me later, baby," she gloated, shutting the door behind her and blowing me a kiss.