Andrews pov

I stare after Hannah as she hurts out of the room. Oh god. What have I done? I think to myself.

"You are such a jerk!" Amy exclaims. She raises her manicured hand and slaps me across the face.

"I guess I deserved that." I sigh looking at my feet.

"That was low dude." Ken says in disgust.

I lower myself into the desk I sat in yesterday in shame. I didn't mean to say that last part about her mom. God, if my mom finds out about this she'll kill me. I have never said something so horrible to someone in my life.

At lunch I have to find Hannah and apologize. I stepped way over the line this time. Usually when I threaten someone, I dig up information about their past and use it against them. But it's never been anything like this.

"Andrew, baby." Kaitlin murmurs sitting on my desk and draping her arms around me. "Don't regret a word you said. That stupid girl deserved it!"

Kaitlin is pretty much the most popular girl in our grade. It's mostly because of her perfect Barbie doll figure and natural beauty, but also because she's my on-again-off-again girlfriend. And while she may look like a model, she's mean as a snake. The only reason she's never been punished for her crimes is because the witnesses are too terrified to tattle. In fact, it's well known that she pushed another girl down the stairs last year and caused her to break her leg. All because she wanted to be my dance partner.

I sigh moodily. "I'm not in the mood Kaitlin."

"We could leave." She whispers seductively in my ear.

I contemplate doing that. I mean, it's either sit through class and feel sorry for myself or go make out with Kaitlin behind the tool shed.

"Come on." She grabs my hand and pulls me up. Her face is a picture of determination. "You're in a mood and I'm going to fix at." She says confidently.

I allow her to pull me out of class and down the back stairs through the back exit. I expect her to head towards the tool shed but instead she heads towards the boys dorms.

"Kaitlin," I say patronizingly. "You know they aren't going to let you in there."

she smirks mischievously and pulls two passes out of her top, which, might I add, is very low cut and reveals practically all of her cleavage. I take them and see that they give us permission to be out of class and for her to be in my room. I admit, I'm very impressed.

"Wow." I say. "I always thought I was the brains and you were the beauty." I tease.

She giggles. "Everyone knows we share the beauty. But I'm the brains and you are the brawns." She corrects me playfully.

I chuckle and pull her up to my new room. I look around making sure the boys didn't leave anything bad out or anything.

"Now!" Kaitlin says shutting and locking the door. "You look tired. Lay down and I'll give you a massage."

I raise my eyebrows suggestively.

"Just a massage." She rolls her eyes. "Boys are such perverts." She mutters. .

Based off of our joking and flirting most people would probably think we've gone all the way with each other but we haven't. Kaitlin's always said that she wants to save herself for marriage and I support her fully in that. My parents always taught me to respect girls and I always have. Until earlier when I said that to Hannah..

I sigh and climb up on my bed. I lay out flat on my stomach with my arms tucked under my head. I watch Kaitlin slip off her shoes and place them and her bag by the door, before walking over and pulling herself up onto my bed.

As soon as she settles beside me she begins massaging my shoulders. She skillfully gets rid of the tension in my shoulders and neck before moving her hands to my back. She tosses one leg over my back so that she's straddling me as her hands move up and down my back. I sigh in relaxation as I begin to dose off. I didn't sleep well last night. I guess I was too busy trying to ruin Hannah's life...

God I'm an idiot.

•••

I wake up later to find Kaitlin shouting at the tv as she plays a racing game on the Xbox. She always gets very passionate about it. At least this time she's not killing things.

"Out of my way, you idiot!" She yells, angrily. "Quit hogging the road!"

She looks scary as her blue eyes flame. Trust me, her glare is bad enough to make a grown man cower in fear. I would be lying if I didn't admit I'm a little afraid of her. When she turns those manicured claws on you, it's as if all hell has broke loose. Mix that with red lipstick the same exact color as the blood of her enemies and you have quite a force to reckon with.

My attention is directed back to the present when Kaitlin throws down her control and curses at the tv. Apparently she didn't win. Why does she have to be so loud? I could still be sleeping.

"Kaitlin." I groan, rolling over and covering my head with the pillow.

"Oh, Andrew you're awake!" Her mood instantly brightens. She switches off the tv and comes back over to me. Climbing up on my bed again, she removes the pillow from my face and smiles at me flirtily and bats her eyelashes. "Did you have a nice nap?"

"Yeah." I respond. "Until you woke me up by yelling at the tv." I say flatly.

Her eyes harden briefly, before she schools her expression.  "How about I make it up to you." She whispers huskily.

I think for a moment. What have I got to lose? She's practically my girlfriend right now anyways. So I turn my head and press my lips to hers.