I'm the Slut of the School - Kaitlyn Fetterman (i can read with my eyes shut txt) 📗

Jamie. I loved her with all my heart but sometimes I hated her. "I think... I might... have a... crush on... someone"
Jamie and Ginger smiled and giggled. They started shrieking and pulling on my arms asking so many questions I couldn't even hear them.
"Hush" I warned. "Now, one at a freaking time. You two are acting like I'm not a girl or something"
"Well, you have never had a crush on anyone, so it's a big moment for you and us. Now, who?" Ginger practically yelled.
"Jay. I had a dream last night that I was running from a wolf and climbed up to our Tree House. He was up there with me, and was about to kiss me when I realized who it was. Then I woke up before our lips touched." I explained.
"Yeah, you like him" Jamie agreed.
"Definitely"
"Well, how do I unlike him? I don't want to have a stupid crush on the new guy. My brother told me to stay away from him, not like him"
"You kind of can't unless he does something really bad that you don't like. It's your heart that will tell you if you don't like him anymore." Jamie said.
"Plus, you being you, you probably won't be happy until he's your boyfriend..." I cut her off.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm not dating anyone, you know I don't do that. They just end up messing up your life." I said remembering Ethan. "I can't do a relationship again, never again"
Ginger rubbed my back, trying to comfort me. "We know it would be hard but, that's how me and Beck ended up together. He liked me, I liked him and he asked me out. Jess, we've been together ever since. Maybe it was fate telling you that you and Ethan aren't meant to be together."
Jamie slapped her arm and gave her a WTH look. "Jay and you are definitely good for each other, and if I could pick someone for you to like, it would be him. Just try a relationship, it might work out."
"No!" I shouted. I can't have a repeat of what happened to Ethan, it took me five months to admit it wasn't my fault. I could have prevented it, sure but maybe Ginger was right, maybe it was fate. "I can't do that"
"Stop being a slut and you can"
"Like I said to Zachary yesterday, Never will I Ever do that. I'm happy now, I get whatever, whenever" I explained sitting back down.
"What can we do, to make you stop being one?" Ginger asked.
"Nothing. You can try but you can't, I'm not breaking." I said.
Jamie took out her phone and texted someone but I couldn't tell who it was by her expression. "See if that will."
I sighed and walked into my walk-in-closet and picked out a short, sexy, red silk nightgown and changed into it. I put my favorite black silk robe over it but even that went a little above my knees.
When I came out of the bathroom, after changing I saw the last person I wanted to see on my couch. Jay.
He turned around to look at me and even I could tell he eye-raped me. I pretended to ignore it and sat next to Ginger on the couch. They were lucky I wasn't sleeping in something more revealing.
"Jay, what are you doing here? It's nearly 10PM" I said giving Jamie a 'You're dead' look.
"Oh, I invited him over. Hope you don't mind"
"No, of course not..." I was cut off by Jake walking in the door. He was wearing black boxers and no shirt. Jamie got a kick out of that.
"Oh!" he said when he saw us all sitting on the couch. "I didn't know you had company, thanks for the warning"
I got up and leaned my back against the back of the couch, allowing my robe to open. "I have company, Jake"
He shook his head. "Before hand. Anyway, what did you want for a midnight snack tonight"
"Um..." I said trying to think. "Doesn't matter"
"Hey, Jake" Jamie said.
He waved then rolled his eyes, so Jamie couldn't see. "Hey. Oh, sis next time you have Jamie in particular over, let me know"
I shook my head. "Nope, I'm good"
"Maybe, I won't convince mom to give you your..." I cut him off not wanting Jay to hear what he was going to say.
"You have them?" I questioned, he only nodded. "Your dead" I chased him out of the room and into his, so I could pin him on the floor. He gave them back but only after I promised he'd get something of mine. We walked back into my room and he started looking around, while I hid my birth control.
"Anything, but any of my movies" I said.
He nodded and found a picture of Zachary naked that I was supposed to give to Ginger, when she asked. "Um..."
I glared at him, took it and handed it to Ginger. "That was very hard to get, you owe me"
She smiled and took it. "Sure it was. All you have to do is get him naked then take a picture."
"Like I have that kind of time to stand around taking pictures of naked people." I added. I heard Jay mumble something under his breath that I couldn't hear. Shit! "What was that Jay?"
"Oh, nothing just laughing" he chuckled.
"No, you said something. What?"
"Nothing I want you all to hear" he mumbled. Ginger and Jamie didn't hear it but I did.
When Jake finally found something, he picked a poster of Miley Cyrus that was on my wall and went to his room to put it up. I slammed the door behind him and locked it so he couldn't come back.
"Oh, Jay. Were you planning on spending the night?"
This time when he mumbled something I heard it but Jamie and Ginger didn't. "I'll stay every night if that's what your going to wear"
"I'm sorry, was that a yes" I asked as I blushed.
He shook his head and left. I climbed in bed, shut the light off and went to sleep as soon as possible. I didn't want Jamie or Ginger asking me any questions. It worked, to my surprise.

I was running, that part was obvious but I didn't know what from. Yesterday it was a wolf but today I had no idea. I had already passed the Tree House by about a mile and I was almost in Connecticut.
My vision was getting blurry and I realized it was because I was crying and the tears had already gotten to my chin.
Suddenly, I was pushed to the left and landed on the ground with a thud. It was a person that had pushed me out of the way. Though, it wasn't Jay like yesterday, it was the person I was running from.
I screamed and screamed but no one heard me, or at least no one was coming to save me. I closed my eyes and waited for something bad to happen that I would regret but it never came.
When I opened my eyes, Jay was standing in front of me with an arm stretched out towards me. I willingly took it and he pulled me up to standing. My heart accelerated again and the butterflies were back. He leaned over to kiss me but I was awake before our lips touched.

I quickly sat up to come face to face with the two worried faces of my best-friends. Ginger's eyes were wide and full of worry and I couldn't say Jamie's face was much different.
"Are you okay?" Jamie asked with a shaking voice.
"You were screaming about someone getting away from you and then said something about Jay." Ginger said with the same voice.
"I'm fine, trust me. It was just a dream... a really good yet bad dream. Maybe I'm a little mad because I keep waking up right when he's going to kiss me." I said. Did I say that out loud? "I said that out loud, didn't I?"
They both nodded and got off the bed. We talked the whole time we got ready and most of breakfast. Jake hated the idea, we had come up with but I told him off for that and he didn't say another word after that. It's not like I wanted him to hear but he had good ears and was at the table too, so it was hard for him not to hear it.
As we arrived to school, Jamie was the first out of my car and she went straight over to Jay. She was going to ask him about what he thought about me and then if it was good, I'd go talk to him but if it was bad then she would talk up about me.
I didn't know if the plan to make him like me was going to work and really I don't know if I wanted it to. Most guys in this school wouldn't give up the chance to even talk to me but him, he was a mystery.
"Do you think it will work?" Ginger asked as we got out of the car. She was so excited I could see her eyes light up when I slowly nodded. "Me too"
I shook my head and put my bag on my shoulder. "You are so excited and I don't get why. He is after all just a boy" My heart disagreed with that sentence but I wouldn't let anyone see that. What was wrong with me? I had never liked anyone before, why now? Why him?
"You really should be more excited. Oh, and he's not just some boy, he's your first crush. Which is a major deal."
I shook my head, not seeing the point in some guy. " Sure, I guess"
Jamie walked over, well skipped really and had a huge smile on her face. "He said your a nice, pretty girl that he'd love to get to know better. Go over there and talk to him."
I shook my head. "I can't"
"Why? We are talking about Jessica Ann Hamilton here, not some shy girl. You don't get nervous or frightened by anything." Ginger reminded me.
"Well, I get nervous around him. I can't go over there and talk to him after you went over there and talked about me. He's not stupid, he will think something is up." I told them.
"Go!" they said and pushed me in his direction.
I gave them death glares but walked the short distant between us. I fell into walk beside him and smiled at the close distant. What was happening to me? I'm nervous to talk to a boy, since when? I had never in my life got nervous or anything so it was all new to me and made me feel like a child. I hated it.
"Hey" I finally said.
"Hey, do you have any idea why Jamie came over here and asked me about you?" he asked in a flat voice.
I looked over at him and meet his gaze. I wanted to melt just looking into those eyes, those amazing dark brown somehow beautiful eyes. I hated feeling low, shallow. "No, she didn't mention anything about that."
"Huh, weird" he said back in a normal voice.
Damn, I was busted. I may not know much about him but I do know a lot about boys and he knew something was up. Dammit! "Yeah."
The rest of the day we didn't talk except when he needed help in Math and asked me but I had no clue. I hope he didn't like smart girls. Whoa, wait, why did I want him to like me? I'm turning into a girly girl, urgh.
When I went home, Jamie and Ginger came over again and again we watched a movie. This time we actually got to the end before I got hammered with questions. Jamie wanted to know if he knew something was up and Ginger wanted to know what I said and his exact words in response. It was weird thinking that I had a crush, considering me being a slut but it was even weirder when I talked about it. It made