"Fine," I groaned, "but if I die, do not let Sophia stick any Barbies in my casket.”
"Okay, I'll just let her fill it with glitter," he laughed, getting out of the car and running over to open my door. I gasped when he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me out of the passenger's seat.
"I seriously want to strangle you sometimes," I grumbled when my feet landed back on the ground and he shut the car door behind me.
"What about the other times?" He asked, pinning me against the door of the car. "What do you want to do with me then?" His voice was hot against my mouth, his lips barely nudging against mine.
I shut my eyes, feeling him rain kisses around my mouth before opening them back up and noticing all of the eyes peeking our way. "Everyone is watching," I whispered, stopping him.
"And?" He asked, landing his last kiss against my lips. Both of his hands ran down each arm, stopping at my hands and clasping them with mine. "Let them stare." He let go of one hand and used the other to pull me through the parking lot towards the front doors. "You want to come over and have dinner with me tonight? I'll make you whatever your sexy little heart desires."
"I would, but I promised to watch Sophia tonight. It's Jamie and Tommy's anniversary.”
"No worries," he said, opening up the door for me. "I can come over to your house and make it there." Who was this guy? He had transformed from playboy to perfect boyfriend in a day.
"Okay," I answered, stopping at my locker and opening it up.
"Sounds good, I'll see you in a bit. Have fun in your classes." He kissed me goodbye before smacking me on my ass.
"He's good, isn't he?" I twisted around to face a dark haired girl beside me who had never said one word to me the entire time I’d been there. "I've had him a few times but be careful with that one. You look like an innocent little kitten and Keegan's a tiger. He will devour you. We got along so well because I knew how he worked."
"I wouldn't count on that happening again," I grumbled, grabbing my books in my arms.
"Awe how cute, you actually believe he is going to stay with you and be faithful," she snickered, twirling a brown strand of hair around her long fingernails. "Honey, you're no different than me or any of these other girl's who have let him have a taste. I just want to pre-warn you because it's easier to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie."
"Actually, we are different, he still talks to me but I can guarantee he doesn't even remember who you are," I answered, slamming my locker shut and walking away from her without waiting for a response.
PIPER STOOD directly in front of me. Her face was twisted into a nasty scowl. Here we go with round fifty-two.
"You know you're just wasting your time with Keegan. You may think he wants to be with you but he'll grow bored. He always does and when that happens - he comes right back to me."
I glanced around the locker room at the audience Piper had already created with her ridiculous show.
The only thing I saw was Gabby's copper hair that swooped in front of me, closing off my view from Piper's smug face. "He only used to come back to you because you are the only girl dumb enough to keep spreading your legs for someone who won't even commit to you," Gabby scowled, sounding both amused at pissed at the same time. Her hands moved to the side of her hips.
Piper moved to the side and around Gabby to get to me. "We need to talk," she demanded, "alone."
Her terror squad was standing to the side with looks on confusion posted on their faces. I brought my attention back at the movement in front of me. Gabby moved, gripping Piper's arm with her hand but I held my hand up stopping her. Damn, if I ever needed a bodyguard, Gabby would be the first person on my hire list.
I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders because I honestly didn't know what the heck I was doing. "Okay," I gestured out to Piper, "go ahead and talk."
"I said alone," she hissed. Was the girl mad? There was no way I was going to walk straight into some evil, twisted Carrie joke that they were probably planning on playing on me. Blood baths really weren't my thing.
I sighed. "Piper, just say whatever you need to say right here," I insisted, refusing to be a pawn in one of her childish schemes.
"Please," she said.
"Piper Douglas is pleading," Gabby snorted. "Mark that in the history books, ladies."
"Screw you, Gabby," Piper fumed. "This doesn't involve you so stay out of it. I can't believe my uncle fell for your home wrecking mother."
Gabby took another step forward with clenched fist. "Fine," I said, grabbing my bag and Piper's arm, dragging her away before Gabby clocked her. "But make it quick."
"This way," Piper said, turning and walking back to the entrance doors. Mentally yelling at myself, I followed her.