Skyler was in the midst of attempting her Spanish assignment. She was contemplating between asking Joel for help or just not doing. She couldn't afford not to do it.
Joel. Its Skyler. I was wondering if you were busy. If not could I get some help with the Spanish assignment? I don't know what I'm doing.
Skyler stared at the message before pressing the green send button. She might be incapable of holding a decent conversation with him, but she'd be damned if she couldn't send a test.
Okay. No misspelled words…Send.
She went back to attempting the assignment and before long her phone lit up. It was a text from Joel. She self-consciously smoothed her hair and reached for the phone
Nah, Im not busy. I was just about to work on it. Do u just have a question, or need help with the whole thing?
She replied,
Im lost and have no clue wat-so-ever what Im doin.
K. Where do u live?
Skyler looked around at her messy apartment. The couch pillows were in disarray and dirty dishes were in the sink. Lacey's underwear were lying in the corner and the owner was still in bed with her latest boy toy.
Umm…how bout we meet at the library?
There was no way she would let him see her apartment in such a fashion. He would think she was a pig. AND there was no way she was going to his place. She didn't know if she was ready for that.
I mean, yea…the library would be cool and all but it closes soon. We would have to rush and do it, and I don't like to rush. I wanna take my time and do it right. My place?
Skyler almost pissed herself. "Take his time and do it right? His place? Jeez…" she said to herself.
K. That's fine. Where do u live?
He gave her the address and she went to her closet for something to wear. She didn't want it to look like she had actually put any thought into it, but she didn't want to look like a hag either. She settled on a pair of gray sweats and her yellow skinny tee. She grabbed her keys and purse, and walked slowly towards the door. She was going to stay calm, not say anything stupid, and keep her composure. There was no way this guy was going to get to her…she thought.
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Skyler had never felt so stupid in her life. She was standing in Joel's apartment with him staring at her in amusement. She had left her book and notebook at home. She never ceased to look like an idiot in his presence.
"It's okay, Skyler. We can use my book. Let me go get it." he said and he disappeared down the hall. Skyler used this opportunity to look around. It was all neat and tidy, contraire to her and Lacey's apartment. She walked towards the wall where his TV hung and noticed the flawless photos on the wall. In one, there was a little girl with black hair and blue eyes. She was adorable in her white bonnet and yellow sundress. A boy who she could only assume was Joel, was holding her, positioning her on his hip. They were split images of each other. Deep blue eyes and a full upper lip. The only difference was their hair color. On the other side stood a boy with black hair and blinding blue eyes. He was slightly taller than Joel, but resembled him undoubtedly.
Skyler was still admiring the pictures when Joel came from the back room. He handed her the book and ushered her towards the coffee table, and they got down to business. Skyler thought he was doing a very good job explaining things to her. She decided to go out a whim and try to make friendly conversation.
"So, Mr. Sanders said that you tutored other people."
He looked at her and smiled. "I'm only tutoring one other one at the moment."
"What subject."
"Sex ed. I teach the basics, mainly just how to do it." he burst out laughing. Skyler didn't find it funny at all. She scoffed and turned away, trying to hide the red threatening to surface on her face. "Oh come on Skyler, loosen up." He studied her a moment longer before asking, "are you mad?" teasingly.
"Why would I be mad? I just thought that I came here to do Spanish, not hear about your sex habits."
"Your right, Skyler. Your right" he put his hands up as if to say he surrendered.
"How do you know so much about Spanish anyway? I mean, you're in the same class I am. You can't be
that
good."
"Well, I'll have you know that I took three Spanish's in high school AND I was a member of the Honors Spanish Society."
"Why? You plan on going to Spain, too?"
"No. It makes me popular to the mamacitas. And, that way I understand when a girl says 'damelo papi, me gusta por el culo' and whatnot." He figured Skyler didn't know what he was saying, and that made it that much more fun. Skyler didn't find it amusing at all.
She stared at him jadedly before asking "can we take a break?
"Sure," he replied, all the while still smiling. "You want something to drink?" he said while getting up and walking to the refrigerator.
"Yea, thanks." She watched him walk over to get the drinks. He was wearing a black beater and basketball shorts. She noticed the tattoo that was stretched across his upper back. 'WALKER' was spelled using all bold, black, capital letters. On each side of it was an anchor.
He walked back towards her and handed her a cold Pepsi, and damn if it wasn't good. She drank almost half of it on one intake. She put it down and looked to find him staring at her. Then she burped…loudly. She blushed and he burst out laughing, causing her to smile shyly. His laughter was cut short when he heard his phone ring. He answered and Skyler couldn't help but overhear the conversation. The girl on the other end had a high-pitched, annoying voice.
"What's up, Britt?"
"Nothing. You busy?"
"Not really. What did you have in mind?"
"I think you know."
"Yea. I do. Come on over. I should be done by the time you get here."
"Okay. See you then." Joel closed his phone and put it on the counter. "Are we almost done here?" he asked Skyler.
She looked up at him. "I guess we are. I don't want to come between you and your girlfriend" she spat out.
"Girlfriend? I don't have a girlfriend."
"You don't have to lie to me Joel."
"I'm not lying. She's not my girlfriend. And even if she was that's
my
business."
Skyler stood and glared at him with evil eyes. "Whatever. We're done."
"Come on Skyler. You do know bitchiness isn't cute, right?"
"Fuck you!" Skyler said after throwing his book at him, sending the papers that were nestled inside flying. She grabbed her keys and stomped out.
Joel laughed to himself. He amazed himself: he knew exactly how to get under her skin. Not that it was a good thing, but it served as entertainment.
Joel:2, Skyler:0.
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Brittani showed up a few minutes after Skyler had left, and they had their usual fuck session. They had meet their first year of college and they clicked instantly. She was the cute red-head girl with the big boobs, and he was the cute blonde boy with the big ego. When he told her he didn't want to be in a relationship with her, she accepted it. She hoped that one day he would come to his senses, but they day had yet to come.
After sex, Joel collapsed on Brittani, not caring if he squished her. Then he rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Brittani trailed his jaw with kisses and played with his hair. He didn't have time for this shit. He got up and walked into the bathroom, threw away the used condom, and took a shower. He hoped she would get the hint and get the fuck out, but when he walked back into his room she was still there.
"Umm, Britt. It's getting kinda late, and I got stuff to do tomorrow, so…" he said rubbing the back of his head. Brittani looked at the clock.
7:34?
She scoffed, got up, and put back on the little clothing she was wearing before. Joel walked over to the bed and ripped off his lime green and black sheets. They smelled of downy, heavy perfume, and sex. He tossed them into his 'dirty boy' clothes hamper.
