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Chapter 5
Brody
After spending the day with Juju yesterday, then having to drop her back off at school, I know I’m in love with this girl. I still haven’t figured out what she did to have her uncle on her ass, but I have a way of getting the information out of her. I smile just thinking about it. I hurry through getting ready, and bolt out of my house, heading straight for my bike, so I can get to school early and hopefully catch Juju alone in the auditorium.
“Yo, Brody. Hold up, I’ll ride in with you,” Parker calls, jumping on his bike. I give him a chin lift, not caring as long as he doesn’t keep me away from my girl for too long. Usually, we always ride together, but seeing as half our brothers need to go pick up their women, we just meet up in the parking lot. That’s not been the case for me for the past two days. Juju always gets to the auditorium early, so that’s where I’ll be. I have a slight suspicion Parker is only awake and willing to ride with me because he wants to get a glimpse of Juju’s friend Birkley. I’ve seen him looking her way in the cafeteria and also hanging around the band geeks. When we pull up to the school, I hop off my bike and make my way inside.
“So, Julianna is your girl now, too?” Parker asks, as we walk side by side down the halls.
“Damn right. Finally got my head out of my ass and actually talked to her,” I say, shaking my head, still pissed at how long it took me.
“Shit, man. Dropping like flies, huh?” he laughs, and I look over at him, but he won't meet my gaze.
“I have a feeling we aren’t the only ones,” I say, raising a brow at him. He ducks his head, and I know I’m right on the money.
“Yeah, well, maybe you can help a brother out. Since you seem to know everything,” he mutters, and while I want to yank his chain a bit, fuck with him some more, we are at the auditorium door and what I really want to do is get to my girl. I pull open the door, looking around. Juju is in the sound booth fiddling with something. I make my way up the steps and open the door. She looks over at me and smiles when she realizes who it is.
“Hey baby, what are you doing up here?” I ask, going in behind her and wrapping my arms around her middle. She leans back in my arms, and I kiss the side of her neck. How is this so easy and comfortable? Maybe it’s the fact we’ve spent years building up to this. I don’t know, but whatever it is, I’m going to hang on tight and never let go.
“I’m just testing the speakers and mics. Got to make sure the soundtrack works for the production,” she explains, turning something up on the complicated-looking soundboard she’s standing in front of.
She looks over at me and then behind me.
“Oh hello, I’m Julianna, but everyone calls me Juju,” she says, turning in my arms and holding her hand out to shake.
“Parker. Nice to meet the girl Brody’s been in love with his whole life.” Of course, he blurts that out and gives me a shit-eating grin.
“Fucker,” I mumble as Juju giggles into my chest.
“Hey, your friend who’s in the band…” I start as Juju turns back to the board.
“Oh, you mean Birkley. What about her?” Juju asks as I hear Parker sigh, “Birkley” dreamily. Yup, he’s fucking a goner, too.
“Is she usually here this early?” Parker asks and Juju turns to look at him. She gives him a hard stare and when he fidgets a bit, she smiles.
“Yeah. She’s always in the band room. Especially this early since no one is in there,” she says, smiling.
“Thanks! See y’all later,” Parker says, turning and heading down the stairs.
“Hurt her and I’ll tap dance on your grave,” Juju singsongs after him with a scary-looking smile. Damn, this girl has me by the balls. Her threatening my brother has to be the hottest thing ever. My dick is nearly ripping through my jeans. I walk back up behind her, placing my hands on her small his and pulling her back into me.
“So… now that we are alone. You never told me what you did to have your uncle hunting for you,” I say, bending down and kissing her neck. Her hands are still on the board, and she tilts her head to the side, giving me better access. I run my hands up her side and she moans.
“Mhmmm,” she mutters and then grunts when I move my hands back down. She turns and gives me the evil eye, which only makes me chuckle.
“You going to tell me?” I ask, running my hand up her sides again. This time I continue until her breasts are in my hands and her backs arching, pushing them more into my touch.
“I… I uh…” She's having a hard time concentrating, and I know I'm only making it worse by squeezing one of her globes.
“Julianna… I'm waiting,” I say, nipping her neck and then sucking her earlobe into my mouth.
“I may have spray painted ‘Cliques are for Cowards’ in the cheerleader’s locker room,” she tells me, moaning again as I shove one hand under her shirt and bra, feeling her bare breast in my hand.
“Oh, that doesn’t sound too bad,” I say, confused but still loving the taste of her. No way can I pull away from her now.
“Yeah, it wouldn’t have been… but originally, it didn’t say Cowards,” she tells me, which has me lifting my head from her neck and looking down at her expectantly. She sighs.
“I scratched out the word ‘Cunts’ and put ‘Cowards’. They were picking on Birkley. For no reason at all. I hate all those bitches. Well, all except Bailey. She’s always been sweet, but the rest have made our lives hell for four years. I got tired of it,” she says and I can't help it. I burst out laughing. That’s some funny shit and I have no doubts they deserved it. I’m going to have to ask Bailey about it later.
