The Bad Boy's.....What?

Chapter 24- Testosterone Boys and Harlequin Girls

   Song On The Side: Panic At The Disco- Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (Listen To The Lyrics)

             

                 “So, what are you up to today?”

                “Nothing much, just talking to this chick you know, the usual,” I can just hear the smirk that covers his face.

                “Whatever,” I reply with my now usual eye roll. I already learned not to take his commentary to heart. Cockiness is just a trait of his that you get used to. “Wait, somebody’s knocking on my door,” I lower my voice and move over to the door my phone tightly clutched in my hands. Please don’t be who I think it is.

                “What, afraid of your boyfriend finding out you’re talking with the object of your fantasies?” he teases, his ego growing by the second. I don’t respond and brace myself before pulling my bedroom door open. A breath of relief escapes my lips when Sammy looks up with a smile in my doorway. Thank God it wasn’t Drew.

                “Hey Derek, I’ll call you later,” I say before ending the call and closing the door as Sammy jumps onto my bed. I prepare myself for the bombardment of questions I know will accompany the smirk on her face.

                “Derek, the same Derek you’ve been talking to for the past two weeks since Lucy’s party?” her tone is inquisitive but the gleam in her eyes is widely curious. Yes, I was on the phone with Derek, the one I met at the book store with Drew. The one that reminds me of Sam Winchester, that’s an added bonus. I never meant to call him but for some unbeknownst reason to myself, I programmed his number onto my phone, he just seemed like an interesting person. I actually ended up accidentally calling him and we’ve been talking since, he’s a very intriguing person. Narcissistic and egotistical, but interesting all in all. Though I’ve been keeping our conversations a secret from Drew, for some reason I just don’t think he’ll find this new friendship to his liking.

                “Yes, that Derek but don’t tell your brother,” I sigh. Sammy hasn’t stopped bugging me about Derek since she ‘happened’ to eavesdrop on one of my conversations with him.

                “So, what were you guys talking about?” she makes herself comfortable on my bed, and I make sure my door is locked before moving over to my bean bag chair. “I need the scoop to fill Kim and Ruby in,” she smiles.

                “You promised you wouldn’t tell,” I remark.

                “I wouldn’t tell Drew, plus the girls know better than to tell the guys. We’ll just keep it in between us, especially with the way Kohl and Lucas love to gossip amongst themselves,” she rolls her blue eyes. I smile at the mention of my brother and the bromance he has with Lucas, those two are just too much.

                “We weren’t really talking about anything, just the regular mindless chit-chat,” I shrug. She exaggerates an eye roll before falling down onto my bed with a deep sigh.

                “Seriously, do you like him?” she lowers her voice, as if one of the guys could pop out of nowhere at any given second. I understand her concern because I wouldn’t put it past them. I purse my lips while pondering over the answer.

                “In what way?” I finally ask.

                “You know, in the way if someone were to lock you in a room with Damon Salvatore,” she smirks. Oh, the possibilities.